Never Late, Never Away (Vivian and Finnick)
Chapter 2614

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 2614

Back then, he would follow her around bugging her about his feelings, but now, he followed her around because he wanted revenge.

Watching her departing in dejection, an incomprehensible sense of disappointment budded in Jake's heart.

What's wrong with me? Why am I even feeling sad? Why am I heartbroken to see her like this? Jake slapped his forehead, trying to get a grip of himself.

No way. She killed Faye. He clenched his fists and walked away.

Joan did not go back to the studio for fear of affecting other people who were working, so she decided to go home instead.

"Hey, Joan, are you okay?" Delilah noticed her downcast face and immediately asked if something came up.

"It's no big deal."

Well, your face says otherwise.

"Joan, you should open up to me if something's worrying you. I know I might not be able to be of help, but you'll get to vent at least."

Joan felt touched. She went over to Delilah and sat down beside her.

"I'm so tired..." She hugged Delilah weakly.

"Hey, what's the matter?"

"I met Jake when I was on the way back to the office."

Jake! That explains the look on her face. Delilah's gaze softened with tenderness as she looked at Joan.

She knew Joan still had not gotten over Faye's death.

Although Joan did not seem like she was affected, she would cry her heart out when she was alone.

"What did Jake say to you?"

"He said he'd never forgive me."

Delilah's expression became grim.

Faye's death was undeniably an accident, but Jake refused to accept it and blamed it all on Joan instead. The thought infuriated Delilah.

She felt she needed to go and talk to Jake.

She patted Joan on the back lightly to comfort her. "There's nothing you can do to change his mind, so don't let it bother you. Go and get some rest. You still need to work tomorrow." Despite what Delilah said to make her feel better, Joan knew there was no way she could focus on work. She got up and went back to the room in low spirits.

Watching her leave, Delilah pulled out her phone and made a call.

"We need to talk." She went straight to the point after the call went through.

"There's nothing to talk about," Jake rejected her invite without a second thought.

"Not even for a cup of coffee?" Delilah's tone became more moderate.

"Alright."

After Jake hung up, Delilah went to her room and got a change before leaving.

When she arrived at the cafe, Jake was sitting on one corner of a couch, stirring his cup of coffee casually.

"What do you want to talk about?" he asked when he saw Delilah.

Since he was so straightforward, Delilah did not see why she should not be. "You need to get over Faye's death, Jake."

A scowl came on his face.

Get over it? Am I supposed to forget she died because of Joan? Over my dead body!

"If you're here just to persuade me to reconcile with Joan, you're wasting your time." Jake turned his gaze away and sipped his coffee.

"Why are you so adamant about getting revenge? I thought you used to like Joan? Delilah questioned him, "Besides, it's not like she did anything to Faye!"

"Ms. Young!" Jake's grip tightened around the cup in his hands, his eyes glistening in fury.

"I don't want to talk about the past," his tone lowered as he tried to control his raging emotions.

"You don't want to dwell in the past, but you're the one who refuses to let Joan off."