Chapter 882

Larissa picked up the bottles one by one and held them in her arms.

“Do you want some?” she asked, looking up at Kevan.

Kevan took all the bottles from her arms and left her only

arly with

a case of beer.

“You can have this,” he said.

“Hey!” Larissa was already in a bad mood. Now that Kevan had ruined her plans of getting drunk, she felt even more irritated.

She reached out to snatch the whiskey back from him, Kevan dodged and kept her at arm’s length by flicking her forehead.

“Listen to me, or I’ll take away the beer too.” Kevan said stemiy

Larissa hid the cans of beer behind her and glared at Kevan. Staring at the whiskey in his arms, she gritted her teeth. “Fine.”

Larissa sat on the ground with her back against the sola. She had a can of beer in one hand and a freshly grilled drumstick that Kevan had

made in the other.

“I feel so miserable.”

the drumstick

over and wiped the

“Why is that?

for her to

scumbag!” Larissa raised her

nodded in

“Wendy, she

anger, Larissa couldn’t bear Ic criticize Wendy out loud.

just blind

head back and chugged the

chucked the empty beer can

can of beer and put it in her

didn’t know what had happened, but

and Wendy must have had a huge

Kevan was usually

didn’t know how to handle the intricacies of

knew the most important rule, which was

not interfering in conflicts could be applied

you would be

the details nor interfered in

wanted to drink, he provided her

was hungry, he made food for her.

tired. he would go and warm the bed for

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