Never Late, Never Away (Vivian and Finnick)
Chapter 2345

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 2345

Go to hell, Joan Watts! You stole my man. Now, he's obsessed with you! Noelle clenched her fists in rage. "Joan, who exactly is this person? Why does he keep calling you?" the girl asked loudly, looking annoyed. "It's okay. Don't bother about it." Joan seemed nervous.

She wanted so badly to cut off all ties with Caiden, but she knew deep down that he would not let her go so easily.

"Who called you just now?" Larry was suddenly back.

"Caiden Owens. He wouldn't stop calling. It's so annoying," the girl hurriedly replied.

There was instantly a cold glint in Larry's eyes.

"Why didn't you answer it?" He eyed the woman on the bed expectantly.

"Not in the mood," Joan mumbled.

It seems that Caiden still doesn't know about her trip. What about Dustin?

"Here you go. It's meatloaf, your favorite. I bought it specially for you." Larry placed the meatloaf in front of Joan. Joan dug in happily.

"It's been a long time since I had meatloaf." She closed her eyes in satisfaction as she savored every bite.

She could remember she last ate the dish with Nancy. Nancy is about to give birth, and I'm lying on the hospital bed waiting for my surgery. "Does it taste good? Do you want me to get another one for you?" Larry asked tentatively.

"Um, it's quite tasty."

She was already grateful that he even thought of buying her some meatloaf.

"Where's mine? How could you forget my share?" the girl chimed in.

"How could I forget? Here you go. This is your favorite." Larry placed the dessert in front of the girl, who then guffawed excitedly.

"Joan, I think he's not bad. You might want to consider a reconciliation?" Her question left Joan stunned.

How did this girl know about us? She shot the girl a curious look.

"I told her." The admission came from Larry.

So that's why she has adopted a more casual attitude recently.

"Joan, I thought we were friends. I've told you everything, but you revealed nothing to me," the girl complained like a spoiled child.

Why do I have the impression that I'm obligated to share every detail about myself with her?

"It's not very important. Why should I tell you?" Joan explained with an awkward smile.

"Fine. I should see myself out so as not to disturb the two of you." And she left.

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the ward became awkward.

"Um... have you eaten?" Joan muttered with her head down.

"No."

Huh? Joan looked up at Larry in silence instead of speaking her mind.

Forget it. Why show concern for him? He already has someone to do that.

"Don't you have anything to say to me?" Larry cut to the chase after another prolonged silence.

What else is there to say? We're already divorced. Joan shook her head.

Doesn't she want to know about me and Jessica? Why won't she ask me? Larry cast Joan a doubtful eye, as though he was expecting something from her. "Really?"

"Um, shouldn't you be calling Jessica? She'd be worried," Joan answered.

That's it? Her words seemed to rile him.