Wolf In Man's Clothing

Levian was still cupping Sherry’s face when suddenly there was a knock on the door leading towards the kitchen. Levian’s eyebrows slightly creased, but immediately returned to normal.

Raising his head, he looked towards the door, only to find Sarah standing with a smile on her face.

“What is it?” His voice was cold as he retracted his hands that were cupping Sherrry’s face. Sarah had seen them getting intimate and although it pricked her heart, she pretended to have not seen anything at all.

Although she was unhappy, because Levian was still there, she could only fake politeness and act blind.

“Levian, why don’t you come and help me in the kitchen?” She smiled politely. “I miss watching you cook.” She added with a smile that was laced with nostalgia and sadness.

The pleading look on her face was enough to melt even stone, Sherry thought.

Levian did not speak a word.

‘Will he deny my request?’