Larissa's Game of Thrones (Larissa) novel Chapter 226

Haskell sensed a shift in her mood. He put down the magazine he was reading and looked up at her with a smile. “Who upset you?”

Larissa sat down and opened her needle case. “Honora. Talking to her is about as pleasant as being constipated.”

The analogy was so vivid that Haskell couldn’t help but chuckle.

“She knows I can heal your legs. I think she wants you back,” Larissa said, glancing at him.

Haskell looked genuinely baffled. “I don’t think I’ve ever given her any reason to think that. Where does she get this blind confidence?”

“Because you’re a man,” Larissa replied.

Haskell picked up the lunch box, raising an eyebrow. “And all men like women like Honora?”

“That’s what she seems to think.”

He opened the container. “I can’t speak for all men, but I certainly don’t.”

Larissa shrugged. “Whatever. She’s not worth my time anyway. I’m just keeping her around to watch her backstab Paxton’s family when she gets desperate enough.”

Haskell agreed. “Exactly. Why waste our time together talking about her? It’s a complete waste of a good moment.”

Larissa laughed and began Haskell’s treatment.

As Haskell ate the lunch Larissa had brought, he found the food exceptionally delicious. He didn’t know what Honora had said to her, but her reaction told him one thing: she cared about him.

And that made him very happy.

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