Sweet Subterfuge

Chapter 943

Larissa suddenly grinned mischievously.

She stood on tiptoe and whispered into his ear in a leasing manner. “Kevan, have you had a secret crush on me since high school?”

The expression on his face froze and his pupils contracted, Kevan’s body stiffened and his cheeks were flushed crimson.

Initially, Larissa meant to pull his leg. However, Kevan’s silence and delayed response made her feel anxious

“Did you really have a crush on me?” She took a step back, her heart racing.

Kevan regaired his composure and stared at her with an aggrieved expression.

“No, it’s impossible. I didn’t even know you back ther Larissa refuted loudly

ly as she took another step back.

“You really don’t remember at all. In your senior year of high school, you saved someone and brought him to the hospita.” Kevan sighed and the anticipation in his eyes dimmed.

Larissa finally recalled once Kevan reminded her. “That was you?” She covered her mouth in disbelief.

“It was me.” Kevan went up to Larissa. Grabbing her hard, he placed her hand on the back of his head.

Under his salt hair, Larissa felt a peculiar bump. Kevan said. “That was the scar from back then.”

Larissa widened her eyes.

It was another normal day for Larissa. As usual Larissa walked from the Seymour vila to the bus stop to catch the bus.

The villa residential area was populated by wealthy residents. Apart from the household stall, no one came to take the bus here.

That morning, she was the only one at the bus stop. Buses that passed through this stop were infrequent with long intervas in between.

Larissa sat on the bench at the bus stop. She was memorizing vocabulary from her vocabulary textbook, Suddenly, she heard a faint cry for help, “Help me!‘ Larissa thought she must have misheard it. After a few seconds. the voice called out again. Please help me!”

Larissa put her vocabulary book in her backpack. She looked around cautiously with Lana’s old mobile phone in her hand.

There was a construction site next to the bus stop.

The construction work would start late to avoid receiving complaints about disturbing the residents nearby.

The gate to the construction site was not locked.

Larissa carefully pushed it open and poked her head inside.

She saw a person lying on the muddy ground, not too far from the gate.

That person was covered in bloodstains and his lace was so dirty that his features were indiscemible.

His eyes were open and his lips moved slightly, “Help me

Larissa ran over to him. “Can you hold on? This was the first time she had encountered such a situation, Larissa was almost in tears due

to the anxiety.

The person’s breathing was irregular, “I can’t hold on any longer. He seemed to have used up all his strength to uller those lew words.

Larissa immediately called an ambulance. She even followed him to the hospital out of concern. She took out her savings to pay for his medical expenses. After class, she took a detour to visit him at the hospital.

All his clothes had been changed. His head was wrapped tightly with bandages, making him look like a mummy.

The doctor told Larissa that he had suffered a severe head injury. His head was cracked and he had symptoms of a concussion.

Larissa tried to contact his family, but kept giving excuses such as his head hurt or he couldn’t remember.

As a result, Larissa had to go to the hospital every day alter class and took care of him like a caretaker.

In addition, she had to cover his medical expenses with her own pocket money.