Never Late, Never Away (Vivian and Finnick)
Chapter 2624

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 2624

An Ordinary Woman

By the time Della was sent home, it was already into the wee hours. Leaving her villa behind, Larry lifted his gaze toward the sky as he trotted homeward. He cut a pitiable figure from behind.

Should there be a day where Della was not able to let go of her feelings for him, perhaps he ought to terminate his professional dealings with her.

"Larry!"

Della suddenly ran out of the villa, shouting. Her trembling body evoked a state of fragility.

"Don't go."

"Stay with me for a while more. I feel so sad. It's my grandmother's death anniversary today," she continued.

Hearing that made Larry feel sorry for her.

"It's late. Go back inside and rest up." Larry hardened himself up and turned to leave.

"Don't leave!"

Della caught up with him and refused to let go.

"Whatever it is, we can talk about it tomorrow, alright?"

"No. I'm miserable. Can't you keep me company, please?" Della's voice shivered.

Confronted with her weariness and vulnerability, Larry immediately helped her inside.

"You know, I loved Granny's sweet rolls. When I was little, she used to give me one whenever I cried, and it would make me feel better right away." Della leaned against Larry as they sat on the couch. Completely engrossed in her own nostalgic musings, it would seem that she had forgotten who the man was sitting next to her...

What had she been through? Larry was intrigued by the person in front of him.

In everyone's eyes, she was the wealthy heiress and the capable businesswoman. Smart, bold, and domineering. But whenever she related experiences from her past, she did not come across as that glamorous. Rather, what he felt for her was commiseration.

"You know what? I used to live with my grandmother when I was very young. She was a kind, affectionate and gentle person who treated me very well. I loved her very much as well and felt so blessed to be staying with her. But when she passed away, it seemed like I couldn't be happy anymore. I returned to my parents, so there I was, leading the sort of life that I do now," Della explained.

"Don't you enjoy this?" Larry asked.

"No! I hate it! I just want to replace a man that I love whom I could quietly spend the rest of my life with. Granny said that there's nothing more important than being happy."

So this is the real Della Duff. Larry exhaled.

It was different for men and women. Career-wise, men were expected to be firm and more decisive, while most women tended to be uncertain, tentative, and risk-averse. Della should feel very proud of her present accomplishments in the corporate world.

"That's all in the past now. All you have to do is focus on your own career," Larry said.

"But I don't want to work! Everyone tells me that I'm a strong woman, but I don't want to be that female president that they want me to be! I just want to be an ordinary woman!" she cried.

I guess she must be worn out!

Larry merely looked on quietly.

Sometimes, emotions require an outlet. Right now, crying was the perfect way for Della to release all of the pent-up negativity she had inside.

Della was soon bawling hysterically and completely without regard for her image.

There was nothing for her to be overly concerned about, as she had already seen Larry as a lover or family.

It went on for quite a while until Della closed her eyes and fell fast asleep.

He quietly covered her with a blanket and straightened his own attire before he turned to depart.

As much as he sympathized with this side of Della, it did not mean that he would be able to reciprocate her feelings.