Never Late, Never Away (Vivian and Finnick)
Chapter 2273

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 2273

But what if one day, they argue because of Joan?

Never mind. Asking more questions won't solve anything. I'll just go with the flow.

"How is it?" Dustin grinned. "I cooked it."

"You really have a lot of tricks up your sleeve, Dustin! I never knew you could cook such an amazing lobster thermidor! Your future wife is going to be the happiest woman on earth," exclaimed Joan.

So, are you happy? As Dustin watched her scarf down the food he cooked as his heart welled up with satisfaction. He would cook her lobster thermidor for the rest of her life if it made her happy. "Larry went to the supermarket today to look for you."

Upon hearing that, Joan put down her cutlery, looking a little embarrassed.

"He didn't say much." Dustin shrugged. "I guess he wanted to clarify what happened in the newspaper article to you."

After a long pause, Joan finally spoke up, "Don't tell him where I am. I still want to live in peace for a while longer." She'd long since given up on that man.

There was no way in hell that she would forgive him for cheating on her! Although it had happened once before, that time had been a trap set up by Gabriella! However, what happened this time was different. "Do you have no plan in forgiving him?" Dustin asked pointedly.

Joan hesitated.

To be completely honest, she was just mad that Larry didn't pull away when Jessica kissed him. She'd never seriously considered divorcing him and had merely planned to teach him a lesson.

"Let's not talk about that anymore," she smiled at him before getting right back to savor the lobster thermidor. "Dig in! Your cooking is really good."

Dustin's eyes darkened. Joan changing the topic meant that she still secretly cared about her husband, even if she refused to show it. Swallowing his disappointment, he faked another laugh. "If you like it so much, I'll cook it regularly for you from now on."

Meanwhile, Caspian had gone through hell to finally replace out where Joan was.

"Joan, what happened between Larry and Jessica was all a misunderstanding," he hurriedly explained as soon as he found her.

It has nothing to do with me anymore, regardless of whether it was a misunderstanding or not, she lamented.

"Just go home, Caspian. And if you really think of me as a friend, don't tell Larry that I'm here," Joan sighed. "I don't want to see him."

She doesn't want to see her own husband, but would rather stay here with Dustin?

Caspian shook his head with a hint of disdain in his eyes.

He was very clear of everything Larry had done for her and the things he had to shoulder for her sake. How could this woman be so cruel as to give up on their relationship just because of an accident?

"Are you really going to abandon Larry after everything you've been through together? Did you know that he stayed up day and night to resolve the problems with his company, and every time he took a brief moment to rest, he would mumble your name in his sleep? And that time he went out of the country, his first thought was to come back to see you as soon as he'd settle all the matters. Can you please stop messing around? You have no idea of the stress he's facing now," pleaded Caspian.

For a second, Joan's heart squeezed in pain, but the coldness in her gaze quickly reappeared.

She knew that Larry was in pain and had always had it rough. But she also knew that Jessica had accompanied him throughout those rough times; buying lunch for him, chatting with him, and even buying clothes for him. On the contrary, she knew nothing about his condition as Larry's wife.

She should have been the one to do all that for him, but he'd allowed someone else to do it instead.

"Forgive me for being blunt, Caspian, but don't you think that Larry and Jessica are more compatible together than he is with me?" Joan suddenly asked.

Caspian's expression hardened. He was aware that Jessica had always been interested in Larry, but he'd never been willing to accept the hard truth.

The only thing that comforted him was that Larry only had eyes for Joan, and no one else.