Never Late, Never Away (Vivian and Finnick)
Chapter 2302

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 2302

"Miss, why didn't you bring your keys when you went out? What if your husband's not at home?"

"I'm sorry for disturbing you! Sorry!" Joan apologized.

As Caiden had heard the conversation outside, he stood up and slowly walked to the door.

"Come in!" he said with a cold, monotonous voice.

The instant Joan saw him, she shot him a fierce look and gritted her teeth.

She had a strong urge to hit him right then. How dare he abandon his own mother!

"Why are you here? If you're going to persuade me to go to the hospital, save it," he replied in a straightforward manner.

Wow, he really doesn't care. She then glanced around his apartment. Snacks, fruits, beer cans, and wine bottles were scattered throughout the place. Basically, it was a mess.

"Is this how you've been living the past two days?" she asked.

Yeah, I've been living well. I can eat whatever I want and do whatever I want. He shot her a glance but did not say anything else.

Noticing his reaction, she continued, "Relax. I'm just here to see you."

I sure don't think so. Caiden simply sneered in reply.

It was the first time he was acting that cold and indifferent to Joan. It was all because of his mother. However, he could not forgive his mother for everything that she had done to him previously. For so many years, he had never once been able to experience maternal love, nor had he called her "Mom."

"What do you want to eat? I'll cook," said Joan as she headed for the kitchen.

Joan was someone he held dear to his heart. He was willing to accompany her on travels and was willing to be injured for her. Similarly, she would care for him when he needed someone the most, simply because they were friends.

"I want to eat baked ribs and steamed clams!"

A while later, the food was cooked and they began to eat. Although Joan felt relieved watching him eat so heartily, she was still a little worried.

Don't tell me he'll never forgive that woman in the hospital?

Judging by her expression, Caiden could guess what Joan was thinking. However, he pretended as if he did not know and swiped on his phone as he ate. "Caiden, about..."

"It smells so good. Your cooking skills have really improved a lot," he interrupted.

"No, about the hospital..."

"Quick, try it. It's really delicious." He picked up a piece of meat and stuffed it into her mouth.

His action was so abrupt that Joan choked on the meat. Reflexively, she immediately spat it out.

"Are you okay? I'm sorry, I didn't do it on purpose." He instantly patted her on the back, trying to help her feel better.

He clearly did it on purpose so that I can't talk about his mother! Joan then shot him a cold look in reply.

He, on the other hand, acted as if nothing was wrong. "Are you okay now? I'll continue eating, then."

This idiot only thinks about himself and never considers others' feelings! Whatever. It's up to him now. One day, he'll regret it.

"I'll leave first," she said before she picked up her phone and walked off.

However, as soon as she opened the door, she was confronted with a cold gaze.

"Why are you here?" Noelle shouted, her voice carrying a tone of complaint.

"Who's yelling so loudly? What are you trying to do?" Caiden shouted from the dining room.

Upon hearing his voice, Noelle trembled and took a few steps back. However, the bitter look in her eyes never faded.

"What exactly do you want, Joan? You already have a husband and child. Why do you keep pestering Caiden?" she asked rudely.

Because he's my savior. Because I want to help him reconcile with his mother.

"Ms. Ford, you've misunderstood. Nothing's going on between Caiden and me," Joan explained.

Noelle did not buy that. Who'd believe that? A woman who goes to another man's house to cook for him surely has other crooked thoughts. Does she really think she can coax and trick me so easily?