Never Late, Never Away (Vivian and Finnick)
Chapter 2373

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 2373

"Larry, do you still need me to help Joan pack her stuff?" Abigail asked from beside him.

"No," Larry replied succinctly.

Awkward silence hovered in the air as the three of them looked at each other, lost in their own thoughts.

Abigail only felt that it was a pity that they weren't going home together.

"Won't Jessica be mad that you came here?" Joan broke the silence.

"Where I go is none of her business," Larry replied blandly.

Abigail respectfully left the ward to give them some space.

Joan expressed her disapproval. "Larry, now that you already have Jessica, you shouldn't have come looking for me."

Is she trying to say that I'm standing in the way of her plans to pursue a new relationship?

"And?" he prodded.

"And you should start a family with her. You know, live a happy life together."

What about you? Are you going to marry that man I saw just now and start a life with him? A vicious glint appeared in Larry's eyes and he stated bluntly, "I don't love her."

Surprise flashed across Joan's face when her mind registered what he had just said.

I clearly saw how intimate he was with Jessica. Why is he denying their relationship now?

Don't tell me he's moved on to another woman?

"Larry, when you fall in love with a woman, shouldn't you be responsible for her? Only scum will change women faster than they change their clothes, you know that, right?" Joan hinted. You've always been the one I love, Joan. Can't you see that? Or are you avoiding me on purpose? Larry strode toward her with conflict swirling in his eyes.

"What are you doing?" Joan's guard went up as he approached her.

Things were over between them, so of course it wouldn't be appropriate to do anything overly intimate.

He stopped inches away from her face and whispered hoarsely, "Tell me, Joan. Do you still love me?"

His deep voice only served to enhance his masculinity.

I do. In fact, I've never stopped loving you, but reality can be cruel sometimes.

Joan had zero intolerance for infidelity. She couldn't accept a man who cheated on her, let alone one who was so fickle-hearted. Instead of putting herself through the torture of staying with such a man, she thought she might as well die alone.

"I don't," she answered in a monotonous voice.

Upon hearing these two simple words, Larry felt as if he had been plunged into an abyss.

How can she be so heartless?

"Larry, replace a woman you love and love you in return. You should live your life to the fullest with her."

It was obvious that the woman she was referring to was none other than Jessica. She knew that Jessica had lost her parents not too long ago and was in desperate need of love and care. It just so happened that Larry could provide her with that.

"What about you?" he asked while gently caressing her hair.

"What I do is none of your business anymore." Nervous, she turned her face away to look at the sky through the window, but her actions betrayed her true feelings.

She's lying!

Larry cupped her face and forced her to meet his gaze, then carefully studied her eyes.

I am right. She really is avoiding me.

"You still love me, don't you?" His voice was as tender as his gaze.

"Let me go, Larry. I'll call the cops if you keep this up!" she threatened, but was actually panicking on the inside.

She must really hate me. Larry released her as per her request.

"I'll wait for you until the day you marry me."

"Don't wait. Who knows? Maybe I'll marry someone else one day," she intentionally provoked him.

"Don't you dare!" he roared and rammed his fist into the wall.

I don't owe him anything. He cheated on me, so why can't I marry someone else?

Abigail barged in and castigated, "That's enough! Stop arguing now. Eat first, then you can continue where you left off!"

This girl really has perfect timing, doesn't she? Gratitude and relief flashed across Joan's eyes.

"Here, Larry. This fish is for you. Joan specifically asked me to prepare it for you," Abigail emphasized as she handed a lunchbox to Larry.