Never Late, Never Away (Vivian and Finnick)
Chapter 2243

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 2243

As Larry stared at her retreating figure, a sense of guilt seeped into his heart.

He knew Jessica had been upset about her parents' matter recently, but he had also thought she knew what he felt about her.

All she was to him was a friend. To make sure she knew about it, he had put on an act with Joan.

"Okay, she's gone now, so drop the act," Joan muttered as she pushed his arm.

Hm? How did she replace out I was only acting? Larry raised a curious brow at her.

"Do you really think I'm a fool who can't see through your tricks? Please. It was elementary," Joan huffed.

However, in the beginning, Joan was fooled. She had been wondering what had gotten into the man, but when she saw the food in Jessica's hands, she figured it out immediately. "That's great. My wife's smarter now," Larry cooed.

Huh? Does he know what he's talking about? I have brains from the start, thank you.

"Hush, you. Although my brain short circuits sometimes, I know how to observe," Joan mumbled under her breath.

And you're good at it, Larry thought.

"Honey."

Larry suddenly hugged her from behind and kissed her hair.

"Larry, please remember that we're in the office. Stop messing around. You know you've got to establish a good image, right?" Joan reminded as she peeked outside.

"What image do I need when you're with me?" As he spoke, he carried her up and sat on the couch.

"Stop it and put me down. Quick! It'll be bad if someone sees us!" Joan cried out as she smacked his arm.

What's bad about it? We're a married couple. What's wrong with being intimate once in a while? She's overthinking it.

"I won't," he rejected. "Not unless you kiss me."

Promptly, Joan blushed.

"Then... Draw the curtains." Joan pointed at the window.

Despite Larry's casual attitude, Joan was mindful of his reputation in the company.

Soon, the curtains were drawn, and the people outside could not see what was going on in the room anymore. Gazing at the woman on his lap, a grin grew on his face. "What are you smiling about?" Joan whispered.

"Nothing. I'm just waiting for your kiss," Larry replied as he leaned his face closer.

After a moment of hesitation, the woman finally pressed her lips onto the man's thin ones.

It was soft but sweet.

Right as she was about to stop, Larry suddenly placed his hand behind the back of her head and pulled her closer for a deeper kiss. "Larry"

Before she could speak, the man invaded her mouth. Finally, Joan stopped struggling, having completely submitted to his gentle administers.

The two were immersed in the sweet kiss.

Just then, the assistant barged in without knocking on the door. "Mr. Norton!"

"Ugh." Joan swiftly shoved the man away and tidied her clothes.

"I-I'm sorry. I didn't know you were in the middle of something. Um. Please continue. I'm going to leave now." Flustered, the assistant buried his face in his hands, about to flee the scene. "Stop," Larry commanded.

Immediately, the assistant halted in his tracks with a look of immense embarrassment.

Oh my god. He isn't going to fire me because I saw something I shouldn't have, is he? The assistant clenched his fists as apprehension emerged in his eyes.

Don't fire me. Don't fire me. Don't fire me, chanted the assistant in his mind as he slowly turned around.

"You..."

"Mr. Norton, I saw nothing earlier. Really! Look, I'm near-sighted, and I can't see your face from here. So, please don't kick me out, Mr. Norton," the assistant pleaded.