Never Late, Never Away (Vivian and Finnick)
Chapter 2538

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 2538

"Caspian, where are you?"

Some time had passed between Nancy's last rampage and her recovery. When she finally sobered up, drained of energy, she turned to Joan and asked in a feeble tone, "Really? Did I really do that, Joan? Have I been shouting Caspian's name last night?"

"Yes. Loudly, I might add," Joan replied.

"I just wanted to drink. Drinking with Caspian had been the most enjoyable times of my life," Nancy talked about the past.

Joan knew that Nancy and Caspian were nothing more than friends at the moment. Clearly, the woman had little to hide from him, and Caspian would always tolerate her.

"Alright, you seem fine now. I'm getting you home, and you should have a nice, long talk with Jory. You should have seen yourself yesterday, Nancy. You've gone way too far!" Joan muttered as she got dressed.

At that moment, guilt and resignation had begun to show on Nancy's face.

"I'm just worried, okay? Why can't he just walk a mile in my shoes?" Nancy complained.

Oh, dear. Nancy, you just don't get it, do you? Jory has walked many miles in your shoes!

"Phone's ringing." Joan pointed at the device on the table. Nancy picked it up.

"When are you coming back? We need to talk," came a man's voice over the phone. It was soft and gentle, not wanting the woman to know that he was upset. "I'm still at the hotel," Nancy answered.

After that, there was a pin-drop silence. She hoped very much that the man could come get her, but alas Jory was still swamped with work.

"I'll wait for you to come home." The man hung up the phone after that.

The device beeped several times, signaling the end of the call and crushing Nancy's hopes along with it.

"What now? What did he say?" Joan asked.

"He says he wants to talk. Joan, come home with me, will you? I'm scared," Nancy begged her friend, her voice trembling.

What's there to be scared of? He's your husband, for god's sake! Why are you suddenly so insecure? Why do you stubbornly insist that he's having an affair? "Alright, I'll come with you!" Joan proceeded to put on her shoes.

She had no idea how or why the woman in front of her had suddenly become so sensitive, but she was willing to stay by her side while she gradually recovered. "Mrs. Synder has returned," the butler announced as he went to greet Nancy.

Jory was in the living room, tapping away on the keyboard. He seemed to be dealing with an urgent task. He was so engrossed in his work that he failed to realize any changes around him. "Jory," Nancy went to stand next to him and softly called his name.

"Oh, you're back. Give me a moment. I'm almost done," Jory said without even lifting his head.

So, not wanting to disturb him, the two women sat down somewhere else as they waited for Jory to be done with his work.

In less than half an hour, the man turned off the computer.

"Oh, I see Joan's here too," Jory greeted the other woman when he noticed her presence.

Joan merely grinned at him. She had nothing to say.

"Hubby, what do you want to talk to me about?" Nancy asked.

"Nancy, can you tell me what's going on with you lately?" he asked directly.

Nancy stared at her beloved husband. She was not sure where to begin. She loved the man, so much so that she found herself living in the fear that he would be snatched up by someone else on any given day.

"Nothing, really."

"You don't trust me?" Jory asked again.

It was then that Nancy lowered her head and fell into silence.

It was not that she had little faith in him. Rather, she had little trust in the many other young, pretty girls out there. She should know, women nowadays were more likely than men to make the first move. They would fight tooth and nail to get their targets' attention.

"Hubby, it's not that I don't believe in you. It's just..." Nancy hesitated.

"Just what?"

Finally, she said it. "I'm just insecure, alright?"

So, to put it bluntly, you have very little faith in me! Jory inhaled sharply as he studied the woman in front of him.

"Then, tell me. What do I have to do to make you feel safe?"

His question was a serious one. He had the absolute intention to resolve Nancy's doubts and anxiety. As a man and a husband, that was his obligation and duty to his wife.