Todos os capítulos de Sweet Subterfuge: Capítulo 381 - Capítulo 390

Ruby abruptly halted her actions and asked Larissa in a daze, "What do you mean?""He's severely injured and unconscious and requires someone to care for him around the clock." Larissa swiftly packed her belongings into her suitcase. "Initially, it was my responsibility to take care of him, but since you're here, I'll leave it to you."Ruby appeared taken aback by Larissa's unexpected announcement. "Wait!" She hurriedly stopped Larissa. "What do you mean by 'unconscious'?""Exactly what it sounds like." Larissa attempted to push her away but hesitated due to her pregnancy. She took a step back and went around Ruby. "You need to remember to clean his body every day, shave his beard when it grows, wash his hair when it gets oily, change the urinary bag when it's full, and seek assistance from the nurses when the IV drip is finished. Figure out the rest on your own, and ask the nurses if you're unsure of anything. I'm leaving. Let's never see each other again." Larissa waved at Ruby.Ruby

"Severe Injuries Render Microworks Corporation's President Kevan Rogers in Coma, Chances of Permanent Vegetative Condition." This headline dominated all major websites after someone leaked the information. Due to this, the shares of Microworks Corporation plummeted by 10% in a single day. While Larissa was not worried for Kevan, she anticipated a tumultuous situation at the Rogers household. As expected, Violet gave her a call in the afternoon. "Lari, what's going on with Kevan? Is the news true?" Violet's anxiousness and worry resonated through the phone. Larissa couldn't hide it from her. "It's true." Violet fell silent for a while, and Larissa could hear her breathing quicken, growing heavier. Soon, her voice broke with tears. "Kevan … Where is he now?" After that, Larissa told her the hospital address and ward number. Before she could comfort Violet, the call was disconnected. Larissa pursed her lips and put the phone back in the drawer.When Larissa got home after work,

Larissa didn't want to return to that city as it was filled with memories of her and Kevan. "I want a new change in environment. Start fresh," Larissa said."No matter where you go, you'll have my full support. I just have one request; after you've settled everything, you must contact me," Dylan said. "Okay," she agreed. It was rare for Larissa to be free, so she asked him to stay for dinner. However, he rejected her. After looking at the time, he said helplessly, "It's late. I have to go to the hospital. Let's make an appointment sometime later at noon if you want to treat me to a meal." "Why are you going to the hospital?" Larissa asked curiously. There was no way he would accompany Ruby like he had accompanied her, right? They didn't have such a close relationship. Dylan pouted and said, "I'm going to be the caretaker for Kevan. What else do you think I can do?"Larissa was even more puzzled. "Isn't Ruby there to care for him?""Heh!" Dylan sneered, "She's carrying the

"If you get a third chance at marriage, you should try to get pregnant as soon as possible," Lana advised. "At your age, it becomes increasingly difficult to conceive the longer you delay, and the risks are also higher." Every word she spoke carried an air of sincerity, although she was subtly adding salt to Larissa's wound. However, Larissa didn't mind it at all and played along. She nodded and gave a faint response. As they approached the escalator, Larissa prepared to step onto it when she suddenly felt a strong jolt on her arm. Lana, seemingly lost in her thoughts, had missed a step. With that, she fell forward and pulled Larissa along with her. Larissa managed to grab onto the handrail to steady herself, while Lana ended up falling onto the escalator. "Ah!" Lana cried out in pain, prompting her bodyguard to swiftly stop the escalator. They immediately helped her up from the ground. Tears streamed down Lana's face as she glared at Larissa in disbelief. Amidst her tears, she a

"Yes," Larissa said, glancing out of the car window. The rain slid down the glass, blurring the city she had harbored disdain for over two decades. In a way, it was a welcome obstruction. The driver continued to babble on, but she didn't hear a thing he said. Due to the traffic congestion, Larissa had to dash across the airport to make it to her flight. When the plane was about to take off, the air stewardess gently reminded the passengers to turn off their phones. In the end, Larissa succumbed to her desire and sent Kevan a text. "Goodbye. I hope that you'll be happy with her." It was uncertain whether he would ever come across this text—whether he would only see it years later or remain forever unseen. However, Larissa didn't mind. For her, this act held a profound significance. By bidding farewell to him, she could have closure and finally leave her past behind. The long flight had left her feeling drowsy, and the incessant wails of a child in the economy seat gave her a he