Chapter 195

After going around in circles, they came back to the starting point.

Larissa was confused. “Mr. Rogers, since you have someone you like, why are you forcing me to marry you?”

She could accept pretending to be his girlfriend, however, faking a marriage was really going too far.

Kevan gazed into the distance and a melancholic aura enveloped him as he continued in a softer tone, “The person I like… I don’t know where she is…”

His voice trailed away and dissipated into the air, just like the person he loved.

The sad expression on his face broke Larissa’s heart. Although she wanted to comfort him, she couldn’t find the right words to say.

“I’m tired of chasing after an illusion for so many years,” Kevan sighed. “When I saw this guarantee letter that you wrote, I suddenly felt that marrying you wouldn’t be too bad either.”

Larissa was at a loss for words.

“I’m not young anymore, and my family has been pressuring me to get married. You’re the only woman I don’t find annoying.” Kevan held her hand. “Even with physical contact, I’m not turned off by your touch.”

such hasty decisions. What if you meet someone else you like

He chuckled softly, putting the guarantee letter he was holding into his pocket. “Since you seem unwilling, let’s just leave

to compromise surprised

impression of him was a domineering and dictatorial

a little puzzled at his change in temperament. Even though Larissa rejected his proposal, Kevan still dropped off her at the Regal Dynasty Hotel

certificate!”

don’t have it.” Kevan had an unreadable

you don’t have it? Did you not get married at all, or did you

Kevan took off his coat and draped it over the back of

his chair, he sat down and set up

stood up in confusion. “Didn’t you get the guarantee letter signed by Larissa herself? This guarantee letter is legally binding. If she changes her mind, you can sue her and request a

and pretend to be drunk last night? What’s more, you dragged me into putting on a

of my plan.” Kevan opened his inbox and quickly read the content of the latest email, chuckling

climax was yet to

3.47 pm,

suddenly received a call from one of the team leaders. “Ms. Seymour, the guest

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