Never Late, Never Away (Vivian and Finnick) -
Chapter 2125
Never Late, Never Away Chapter 2125
"I will! Caiden said the same thing too! I'm going to grow up big and strong to protect Mom and Grandma!" the young boy exclaimed, enthusiasm lacing his voice.
A cold glint flashed in Larry's eyes.
Even Lucius had been bringing up Caiden more and more often.
Sensing the mood around them going from bad to worse, Delilah hurriedly shushed the child. "Alright, that's enough, Lucius. Hurry up and finish your food. You've still got homework to do." Even though she was having dinner with her own family, Joan felt inexplicable anxiety growing inside her.
Is he angry? Did he misunderstand my relationship with Caiden? Is he going to leave again soon? Joan picked at her food, lost in her thoughts.
"What's wrong, Mom? Are you unhappy? Did somebody bully you? Don't worry. Dad and I will protect you!" Lucius exclaimed.
Larry looked up and held Joan's gaze, but his eyes didn't hold their usual spark.
"It's nothing. I think Mom is just tired today. Here, Lucius, eat more of this meat. You want to grow up big and strong, don't you?" Joan glanced at Larry and smiled, but the man just ignored her. Delilah, having witnessed everything, felt her own cheeks flush in embarrassment for Joan. She couldn't take it anymore and lightly kicked Larry under the table.
The man looked at Delilah in confusion, wondering why she was behaving as such.
Without saying anything, she coughed and tilted her head toward Joan.
"Ms. Young, are you okay?" Larry asked out of concern.
Delilah was stunned by his nonchalant response. What? What the hell is this? Was I not obvious enough? Larry, you dummy. I wanted you to say something nice to Joan!
"Oh, I'm fine. I'm full now, so I shall go back to my room to rest," Delilah muttered as she got up to leave the dining room.
She never used to see her dining room as small, but now, it was starting to feel like so.
"Dad, I've missed you so much when you weren't home. Luckily Caiden was around. Otherwise, I wouldn't have anyone to take me to my school's tree planting event," Lucius said as he wolfed down big mouthfuls of food.
Caiden this, Caiden that! I've had enough! Larry placed his cutlery down, his fists clenching tightly as anger and jealousy flashed in his eyes.
Joan grew even more flustered when Lucius uttered those words.
"I called you many times, but you didn't pick up. Caiden happened to be around, so he took Lucius to the tree planting event. The school only allowed fathers to go. That's why I couldn't go," Joan carefully explained as she looked at her husband.
So? Has she, Lucius, and Caiden gotten even closer? Larry scoffed at the thought.
His wife had been out shopping with another man who had bought clothes for his son. His son let another man take him to school events in his place. The more he thought about the entire situation, the more laughable it was to him.
I didn't pick up the phone? Couldn't she have gone straight to the office? No matter how busy work is or how bad things are, I've never let my child down!
Excuses! Everything is just a whole load of excuses! The longer he stayed in the room, the more he felt his blood boil.
"I'm done eating. I'm going back to the office tonight and won't be coming back." With that, Larry stood up and left the dining room without looking back.
With Delilah and Larry gone, Joan and Lucius were the only ones left at the dining table. The young boy remained blissfully unaware of the storm that had just come through. Joan, on the other hand, was devastated.
"Mom, is Dad unhappy?" Lucius suddenly asked.
Yes, Lucius. Very much so.
"No. Of course he isn't. Your father just has a lot to deal with these days. Come on, try the food I made. Let me know if you like them."
Lucius looked in the direction that his father had left in, his eyes filled with disappointment.
He had wanted to play games with his father, but it was too late to let him know now.
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