Sweet Subterfuge novel by Trina Duo
Chapter 494

Larissa thought she was seeing things when she saw Kevan through the peephole of the door. She wondered why was he here instead of at Roland's funeral service. She opened the door with confusion and asked after sizing up Kevan from head to toe, "Do you need something?"

He appeared unusually calm, and there was not a hint of sadness in his deep-set eyes, as if he was unaffected by the passing of his grandfather.

She was about to give him her condolences, but she swallowed back her words since there was no need for them in his case.

"My mom said you went to the funeral," Kevan watched her carefully. She looked normal, not as heartbroken or lost as Aster had described, which put his mind at ease.

Larissa hummed in acknowledgment and waited for him to continue.

"A lot was going on at the time, so my mom didn't have time to see you off. She's very sorry about it." He couldn't sell Aster out, so he made up an excuse, and continued, "I'm here to thank you and apologize on behalf of her."

"It's alright, she was being too kind." Larissa smiled.

Kevan smiled back and chuckled. "As long as you're not bothered by it."

The two fell into an awkward silence, and locked eyes for a moment before Larissa asked, "Are you alright?"

Kevan lowered his gaze, trying to hide his emotions, and said in a light and hoarse voice, "I don't feel much. As far as I know, the day my grandfather passed away was the first time I saw him."

In other words, his grandfather was a complete stranger to him. Larissa was at a loss for words. Words of comfort were unnecessary, and other topics were inappropriate in this situation. "Do you need to see your grandfather now?" she tried to change the subject.

Kevan was quite reluctant to go. He would only be subjected to the scrutiny of the Rogers family and he had to constantly keep his guard up to avoid exposing his flaws. It was just too tiring. The news of his grandfather's passing and the torment from the high fever had already thoroughly worn him out. Right now, all he wanted was to replace a quiet place and vent his emotions. "No, I won't go." He forced a bitter smile. "I don't feel a sense of belonging there, and I'll only be reprimanded by my uncles and aunts for being cold-blooded and heartless."

He spoke casually, but it made Larissa feel extremely uncomfortable. He was not a bad person, hence he didn't need to bear such a bad reputation.

"If you're free, you can play with Aster for a while. He wants to play a game, but I'm not very good at it." She pursed her lips and lifted her gaze to meet his. Kevan was worried about not having an excuse he could use to stay, so naturally, he agreed in a heartbeat when she made this offer. "Of course, no problem."

Aster immediately jumped and cheered when he heard about this from the living room. "Oh yeah!"

Kevan and Aster sat cross-legged on the living room floor, playing games while Larissa cut some fruit for the two of them, brought out all the snacks she had hidden in the house, and placed them next to Kevan.

Aster watched with envy and said sulkily, "Mommy treats Uncle Kevan better than me."

Kevan was very amused and the corners of his mouth lifted.

Larissa glared at Aster indignantly and pinched his ear, asking, "Am I not nice to you?"

"You're the best!" Aster hurriedly replied. When Larissa let go of his ear, he pouted and said in a low voice, "She forbids me from eating any snacks."

His gaze kept lingering on that pile of snacks, and Kevan chuckled as he opened a bag of potato chips that Aster had been staring at and handed it over. "Go ahead."