Never Late, Never Away (Vivian and Finnick)
Chapter 2488

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 2488

"Larry, maybe you should go back to your own room first," Caspian suggested. "I'll look after her."

Larry glanced at his watch and then back at Della, guilt written all over his face.

"Then I'll leave. I still have work to do, anyways. If she wakes up, buy something for her to eat." With that, he got up and left the room.

There had been too many things happening at Norton Corporation recently that he needed to resolve as soon as possible, or else it would affect the expansion of the company. "Larry?" A familiar voice called out to him from behind.

Is that...

He slowly turned around to see who the person was. His first reaction was shock, and then a heightened sense of caution.

"What a coincidence," Dustin stated, standing a good distance away from him as he scanned Larry from head to toe. "Why are you here? Are you hurt?"

"Yeah, I've been staying here for a few days." Larry turned back around and made to leave.

"Wait," Dustin approached him. "Us meeting here must have been some sort of fate, right? Let's eat a meal together."

Disdain flashed through the depths of Larry's gaze. The idea of eating with this man made him lose his appetite.

"I have work to do. Goodbye."

"Does it have to do with Ms. Duff?"

How does he know that? Does he have something to do with everything that has happened in this country? He narrowed his eyes at Dustin.

Unbeknownst to him, Larry's suspicions were right. Dustin was the one who was secretly controlling Matthew from behind the scenes, and he was the one who framed Malcolm. Why? The reason was simple: he wanted to torture Larry and make his life harder.

Although, he honestly hadn't expected Della's sudden appearance.

"What do you want?" Larry snapped.

"Why are you getting all riled up for? I'm just minding my own business and earning some income on the side, that's all." Dustin shrugged.

"Some income", of course, referred to the money that he was making off of the backs of other people's misfortunes. He wanted to continue talking, but Larry completely ignored him and went into his room, slamming the door in his face.

Watch yourself, Larry. We'll see who the true victor is in the end. Dustin gritted his teeth.

"... Larry..." Della whimpered faintly, shaking her head while her eyes stayed shut.

Noticing this, Caspian lightly shook her shoulder in an attempt to wake her up. "Wake up, Ms. Duff."

"Larry... Don't go..."

She's hopeless. She's still thinking about Larry even in her sleep. Caspian sighed and gave up. Too bad that Larry already had Joan.

If Della had met Larry before Joan appeared in his life, she might very well be Larry's current wife. "Caspian?" Della's eyes fluttered open. She didn't seem very pleased to see him. "Why are you here?"

"Larry has work to do, so he told me to look after you and left."

Work, again. Was Norton Corporation really that swamped with issues and problems for him to resolve that it took up all twenty-four hours of his day? Della turned over and pushed herself out of bed, slowly shuffling out of the ward.

"Ms. Duff, you need to rest-"

"I don't need your concern," she interrupted him, a hand pressing against her stomach as she made a beeline for Larry's room. "I'm fine."

Bang! Larry looked up to see Della standing in his doorway with a cold glare.

"Why did you get out of bed? The doctor said you needed rest." He glanced back down at his laptop, fingers rapidly typing away.

"So you made Caspian take care of me while you hid away in here for some sweet alone time?" she scoffed.

"Don't be ridiculous. I'm working."

Work, work, work. All he ever did from day to night was work without reprieve. Rage flared up within Della's chest. All she wanted was for him to show the slightest bit of concern for her. Hell, even a simple "are you okay" would make her happy at this point!