Never Late, Never Away (Vivian and Finnick)
Chapter 2537

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 2537

"No! I don't want to go home! I want Joan! Joan, let me tell you a secret..." Nancy blurted as she made to slap the man in front of her.

"What are you talking about? Go home!" Jory yelled again.

"No! I'm not going home!" Suddenly, the woman shoved Jory into a corner with all the force she could summon. Pointing a finger at him, her eyes narrowed, she muttered something about going to look for Joan.

This woman's gone mad! She hasn't been the same since she's given birth!

In the end, Jory was unable to dissuade the drunk woman. Running out of ideas, he took out his phone and called Joan.

Within an hour, a very anxious Joan showed up at the private room.

"Nancy, what's all this about?" She begged for an answer as she held the woman tight.

"Is that you, Joan?" Nancy lifted her head and asked the woman who had just arrived for confirmation.

"Yes. Yes, I'm Joan. Come on, let me take you home, okay? We can talk once we get back," Joan gently coaxed Nancy as she got the woman on her feet.

"I said I don't want to go home! Joan, what should I do? Jory doesn't love me anymore. I'm sure he doesn't want me anymore! Do you know that, when I went looking for him just now, he gave me this look of disgust! And, in front of so many people, he ordered me to go home!" Nancy complained to Joan in between sobs.

Jory watched the two women. Despite feeling aggrieved, he stayed silent the whole time, leaving a lot of things unsaid. His assistant felt terribly out of place in a situation like this, especially after hearing Nancy's drunken speech.

"Mr. Synder, I think I'll take my leave..." She excused herself and quickly left the private room.

"Then tell me, where do you want to go?" Joan asked Nancy.

"I don't know! Anywhere but home! I don't want to face Jory!" Nancy resumed her childish rant.

Jory looked at the drunken woman in front of him, his heart bursting with anger.

Who's the reason I've been working so hard for? Haven't I been giving it my all so that you can have a better and happier life? And now, you're here, and for some reason you're actually complaining about and doubting me?

"Okay. I'll take her to my place," Joan told Jory.

"No! You have a husband and a kid. That won't do. You should take her to a hotel!" Jory said, controlling his emotions.

"Jory! You son of a b*tch! I gave you a daughter, and yet you're out here looking for a mistress!" Nancy yelled out loud in a drunken craze, her hands flailing.

Unable to stand her petulance, Jory finally walked off.

"Hey, hey. Take it slow. Be careful," Joan muttered as she helped Nancy stand up.

Gosh, how much has she drunk? She can't even stand still!

"Joan, I'm really, really, tired..."

And so, Joan got them a room in a hotel. Nancy lay there on the bed, moaning and groaning, while Joan did what she could to make her comfortable.

Larry had returned home to replace Joan nowhere in sight. He asked Delilah, "Ms. Young, where's Joan?"

"She's not back yet. Said she's gone to meet Nancy," Delilah replied slowly.

What for? Did Nancy get into trouble again? Larry had his phone in hand. He hesitated for a long minute and ended up giving Joan a call.

"Hey, Larry. I won't be going home tonight. Nancy's got herself drunk. I'm staying with her," Joan informed him loudly over the phone while rubbing the woman's back.

"What does her getting drunk have to do with you?" Larry grunted, apparently displeased.

"Nancy and Jory got into a fight. I'll explain everything when I get home tomorrow. I have to go." And then, Joan hung up the phone.

Nancy's a mother now, and yet she can still be such a pain in the neck! Tired of the drama, Larry hurled his phone onto the sofa and went into his room.

"Joan, I think I miss Caspian," Nancy blurted.

No, no, no. Jory's not going to like it if he hears that! Who knows what that man will do to Caspian! Joan quickly brought a hand over Nancy's mouth to stop her from rambling.

"I want to go to bars with him! Caspian won't stop me from drinking! Jory never lets me drink. He thinks I'm an embarrassment!" Nancy complained even more as she kicked the covers away.