Never Late, Never Away (Vivian and Finnick)
Chapter 2289

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 2289

"No, it has nothing to do with you. I just want to be alone. I'm sorry, Caiden, but you should go back." As Joan said that, she whirled around to leave.

"No! Tell me what exactly the problem is, Joan!" Caiden demanded loudly as he grabbed her arm.

"There's no problem. I just don't want to be with you! Do you get it now? Please don't waste your time on me anymore. It won't do you any good!" Joan roared while forcefully shaking him off. Then, she left.

What the hell happened just now? I traveled thousands of miles and exhausted myself to come here all the way just to hear her telling me to go back? Caiden's eyes were filled with utter chagrin.

No! I certainly won't go back! Even if she doesn't want me to follow her, I'll still secretly protect her!

Meanwhile, Joan went back to the hotel right away. Plopping down onto the sofa, she closed her eyes and composed herself.

I'm sorry, Caiden, but I don't want anyone to disrupt my life now, including Larry.

A long while later, she packed her bags and left.

Very quickly, the plane landed and she arrived in another country. It was a place with beautiful scenery and simple folks.

"Hello! Welcome to our village!" a villager greeted, bowing to her all of a sudden.

"Hello, and thank you," Joan replied.

The villagers had gathered; they seemed to be having an event. The mood was very lively. Driven by curiosity, Joan went over.

"Is there anyone else? Are there any more tourists here?" the person on stage asked loudly.

Is he referring to me? As Joan darted her eyes around, unease slithered into her. What's the deal about tourists? Are we not allowed here?

"Yes!" a man beside her suddenly hollered and shoved her onto the stage.

All at once, terror engulfed Joan.

Oh dear, what's happening here? What exactly are they doing?

In a corner some distance away, Caiden watched the turn of events with concern written all over his face.

"Uh... Did I do something wrong?" Joan queried cautiously on stage.

Upon hearing that, raucous laughter instantly rang out below the stage. "Jeez, this woman is really strange!"

"Exactly! No one asks such a thing as soon as they go on stage!"

"What an oddball! But she's rather pretty, so she's my cup of tea."

Among the audience, several men kept chattering and poking fun at her.

What's this? Aren't the people here supposed to be simple and honest? Why do I sense reprehensible and appalling attitudes all around? Joan panicked. Have I made a mistake coming here? The truth of the matter was, she had indeed made a mistake traveling to that place.

"You didn't do anything wrong, Miss. The thing is, we've recently launched an activity for tourists, to let them experience local customs here. So, how much do you think you can contribute?" the man on stage asked forcefully.

Hmm? What does he mean by contributing? Why do I feel as though I'm about to be held ransom?

"What do you mean? I don't quite understand," Joan questioned softly in return.

Huh? Is she for real? Don't tell me she's so dense that she can't even understand a simple sentence?

Below the stage, the spectators went into an uproar once again.

"Well, this woman is going to be mine henceforth, so none of you are allowed to fight me for her!" a man abruptly thundered, jumping onto the stage.

"What gives? I want her, too, so she's got to choose!"

"Hear, hear! You've got no right to monopolize her!"

At that exact moment, Joan trembled. She was dead certain that the group of men were all heinous people.

"Listen here, lady. Keep me company tonight and I'll pay for you. How about that? You can ask for however much you want since money is the last thing I lack!" the man who had leaped onto the stage asserted loudly as he sauntered toward her, patting himself on the chest.

"Why would you pay for me? I'm not buying anything," Joan countered in a low voice.