Sweet Subterfuge

Chapter 94

Larissa went straight into the bathroom to take a shower.

After hiking up this mountain, her clothes had been soaked by her sweat, her disheveled appearance on par

with Kevan’s.

She changed into a dry, casual outfit before going over and knocking on Kevan’s door.

Because of her, it was way past lunchtime when they arrived, and the little bit of breakfast she’d had that morning had already been depleted by the intense physical activities she’d been forced to perform.

Larissa’s stomach grumbled, and she guessed that Kevan felt the same, so she decided to invite him downstairs to get lunch together.

Kevan did not open the door. Instead, he asked through the door separating them, “What is it?”

“Do you want to go get lunch?‘ Larissa asked him.

“You go. I’m not hungry,” he replied.

“Oh, okay-“Larissa was a little disappointed, although she couldn’t exactly tell why.

Larissa ordered two servings of food. She ate one of them and brought the other back to their room.

Even though Kevan had said that he wasn’t hungry, he still needed to eat something.

She knocked on his door again. This time, he didn’t even reply.

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The room was unusually quiet. Larissa paused and tried again. “Can I–come in then?”

There was still no answer.

A bad premonition overwhelmed her. Hurriedly, she twisted the doorknob and pushed the door open.

Kevan had shut the curtains in his room, and he hadn’t turned on the lights, so the room was pitch– black.

After her eyes had gotten used to her surroundings, she caught sight of the lump in the middle of the bed.

He was asleep.

She hurriedly tiptoed out of the room again.

Larissa had come here just for Kevan. Now that he was asleep, she had nothing else to do.

After placing the food on the coffee table, she watched TV for a while before dozing off without realizing it.

When she woke up again, it was almost 6 pm, and the TV was still on the same channel. However, it was now showing a different program.

Kevan’s door was still tightly shut. She didn’t know if he was already up or not.

Thinking about how he’d practically eaten nothing that day, Larissa scrambled up from the couch and rushed over to his door.

“Mr. Rogers, are you up?”

There was still no response.

She also wasn’t sure if he was still sleeping or if he’d gone out.

She waited until 8 pm.

The food she had earlier had long been digested. Rubbing her deflated stomach, she went over to call him again.

Even if he was a heavy sleeper, he should’ve been awakened by hunger by now, shouldn’t he?

The results were beyond her expectations.

Larissa felt as though something was wrong, so she pushed open his door again. The lump on his bed wast still there, but she didn’t leave immediately like she did last time.

Instead, she switched on the lights in the bedroom, walked over to the bed, and pulled away the covers.

Kevan, a towering man of nearly 6’2“, was tightly curled up in his bed.

Beads of sweat dotted his forehead, and his pale face appeared bloodless. He shivered in his bed, his body convulsing as if he’d been electrocuted.

Larissa raised her hand and touched his forehead. The abnormally high temperature under her palm made her chest clench.

She picked up the phone by his bed swiftly and dialed the number of the front desk.

“Hi, excuse me, do you have any fever medication?”

The sweet voice of the receptionist replied on the other end, “Has someone got a fever? Is it serious?”

Larissa lowered her head and glanced at Kevan. His features were contorted in agony. “It’s pretty serious,” she

said.

“Alright, I’ll contact the doctor for you. Please wait in your room patiently.”

Larissa was still marveling at the fact that they had doctors on top of the mountain when she saw his lips

moving.

He seemed to be trying to say something, but his voice was too soft for her to catch the words he was trying

to form.

Larissa bent down and placed her ears close to his parched lips.

“Lari–Lari-”