Never Late, Never Away (Vivian and Finnick)
Chapter 2625

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 2625

Perfume

Larry drove home directly after.

He tread lightly for fear of disturbing his family.

"Why are you back so late?" Joan said softly, rubbing her eyes as she sat herself up on the couch.

"Why aren't you in bed yet?" Larry removed his coat and asked in concern.

"I was waiting for you," she replied.

Silly woman. She could have just called instead of staying up! Larry approached and wrapped her in an embrace. He gently ran a hand through her hair, feeling a pang of remorse inside. Joan, however, furrowed her brows.

Why it there the scent of perfume on him?

She took a whiff at his clothes and affirmed that there was indeed a woman's fragrance on him.

"Where have you been all night, Larry?" she asked while trying to keep her own emotions in check.

"I was out for dinner," he said.

"With who?" she asked.

Is she doing census sampling? She never used to be like this! In spite of that, Larry was rather pleased that she reacted this way.

At the very least, it meant that she cared!

"With Jessica," Larry said.

Joan's eyes dimmed when she heard that.

She knew Jessica's preferences well. Jessica did not like scents that were too overpowering, and would naturally refrain from using such products.

That made Joan sure that there was another woman.

"Just her?" she narrowed her eyes and asked.

"... Della was there as well," Larry replied.

He felt no need to deceive the one he loved, especially when he opined that she was a level-headed person.

As upset as she was, she did not articulate it outright.

"I see, it was a work meeting," Joan lowered her head and uttered.

She did not want to delve too deep into whether there was anything between Larry and Della, as she was afraid that the knowledge might make her feel sad, depressed, jealous or even angry... That was because she knew Della was not over Larry. Far from it.

"Alright, go to sleep. You still have to be up early tomorrow," Larry said softly as he put a hand on her shoulder.

"Aren't you going to bed?" She looked up at him.

"I've some paperwork that need to be sorted out." He shrugged before he made his way over to the study.

Joan pursed her lips as she watched his silhouette disappear from view. She then walked to the bedroom.

For some unfathomable reason, she felt uneasy as she lay in bed. Looking at the crescent moon outside, she got up and went to the window. Her eyes narrowed, and her demeanor as chilling as the night wind.

After waiting for some time without seeing Larry enter, she returned to the lonesome bed that was too spacious for one, and closed her eyes.

Meanwhile, Larry typed away at his desk as his eyes scanned ceaselessly through one document after another.

Perhaps the insight into Della's personal history had diminished his sense of revulsion toward her.

"About last night, Larry, I didn't do anything awkward, did I?" Della was a little self-conscious when she asked.

"Nope, not at all," he replied.

"Really?" She was a little doubtful.

"Nope."

She exhaled. It was like a huge weight off her chest.

When she decided to join them, it was only with a simple meal in mind. Getting drunk and stupid was not part of the plan.

"What about Jessica? Is she alright?" Della pressed on.

"Still out of it!"

Caspian then walked in on them.

"Thank you very much, Ms. Duff. Next time, could you please leave Jessica out of it? She isn't a good drinker and would get drunk easily." Caspian said begrudgingly.

"Erm..."

Della pounded at her own head in a bid to clear her mind.

"I'd say, Larry, why didn't you stop them?" Caspian rattled on.