Chapter 172
Mr. Rogers? The only Mr. Rogers Larissa knew was Kevan, Bul she couldn’t figure out why he was the
one who sent her here. She clearly was at Maria’s house when she tainted.
“What time is it?” she asked the nurse.
I was already dark cutside, so she couldn’t tell the time.
“It’s almost twelve.” the nurse glanced at her watch and answered.
“Thanks.”Larissa nodded,
Kevan wouldn’t cr ap by since it was so late. She turned off the lights and shut her eyes with relief. The
nurse thoughtfully closed the door as she left. Larissa wasn’t too worn out due to the two hours of sleep
she’d had when she lainted.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAfter some time had passed, the door to her ward was suddenly pushed open. She stirred in her sleep
and opened her eyes.
A tall man stood by the door, blocking the light from the comidor outside, casting a huar shadow on the
floor, Larissa couldn’t see his lace clearly in the dim light, but she recognized him either way and called
out, “Mr. Rogers?”
“Hmm?” Kewan’s cold voice carried a hint of displeasure.
Larissa immediately corrected hersell. “Kevan.”
“Him” Kevan responded with satisfaction. He shut the door behind him, but he didn’t turn on the lights.
He’d probably just taken a shower
as she could smell the refreshing scent of his shower gel off him.
Lanssa leaned over, wanting to turn on the light on her bedside table, but he stopped her.
“Don’t burn the light on.”
Larissa paused. “Don’t you need to see?!
“No, I don’t.”
A faint glimmer of light came through the small window on the door, and Kevan strolled past Larissa’s
bed and headed toward the bed
beside her. He took off his coat and lay down on the bec.
“Go to sleep.” He pulled the blanket up to his chin. “Goodnight.”
Larissa looked at him in the dark and licked her dry lips
1—“She was about to speak when he interrupted her.
*Just tell me about it tomorrow.”
His tone was tender and soft as opposed to his usual stok set.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“Okay.” Larissa didn’t speak anymore and kept her doubts to hersell.
As Larissa slowly drifted off, Kevan opened his eyes. He got off the bed and sal on the chair next to her
bed, his dark eyes shining in the dim lighting. Even now, his racing heart still couldn’t calm down as he
watched her sleep peacefully. He told her to wait for him to pick her up after work. However, when he
arrived at the hotel, the receptionist told him that she had already left.
He went back to Foxtai Garden, wanting to teach her a lesson when they met, but no one answered the
door when he pressed the doorbell He called her again but received no answer. He had already
investigated her thoroughly, knowing that she had a small secial circle, and hardly had any close
friends. Thus, it was not possible for her to have plans to go out or go shopping. Moreover, if it was a
work activity, the hotel receptionist would’ve known. He Immediately panicked and used his
connections to obtain her call records from the telecommunications company before he dialed them in
order.