Never Late, Never Away (Vivian and Finnick)
Chapter 2695

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 2695

Introspection

Della knew that Larry had been exhausted recently. She did not attempt to stop him.

"Think long and hard about our marriage. I hope to receive a favorable response from you."

At that, Della strode out of Larry's office.

A favorable response? Larry chuckled at the thought of that. Soon after, he fell asleep on the couch. Della exited Norton Corporation but did not head home. Instead, she made her way over to M Group.

At that moment, Jake was sitting in his office awaiting Della's return.

Soon after, they met, each appearing very excited.

"How was it? Are you satisfied?"

Jake stood up as Della emerged to place his right arm on her shoulder playfully.

"Very satisfied." Della batted her eyelashes at him.

"It's a pity. If you're not into Larry, I would pursue you!" Jake heaved a sigh and put on a regretful look. "Yeah, right! You've always liked Joan!" Della reminded him.

No, he didn't. He loved Faye, and he hated Joan. Jake clenched his fists as his eyes gleamed menacingly.

That b*tch had suddenly disappeared! Even Larry didn't know where she is!

"That's right. Do you know where Joan currently is?" Jake asked as he cleared his throat in anticipation.

"No idea." Della shook her head.

She had never bothered herself about Joan.

"Why? Are you looking for her?" Della eyed Jake curiously.

"Of course."

Jake sat down on the couch with a nonchalant look on his face.

"You can send people to look for her," Della suggested.

But the problem was, where would I even begin looking? Jake felt uneasy in his heart.

It has been a long time and he still couldn't manage to locate her. He felt nervous and lost.

Or perhaps there was more than hatred in his feelings towards Joan.

"Jake, do you really hate Joan?" Della asked suspiciously.

Jake was stunned.

It was a thought-provoking question.

Jake had always thought that he hated Joan's guts. Now that she's missing, he felt panicky.

He couldn't explain how he was feeling, so he dealt with it by suppressing his desire for Joan.

It has to be hate! He could only hate Joan!

"What do you think?" Jake retorted coldly.

He had told Della once before about him, Faye, and Joan. But he had exaggerated some elements in his story, leading Della to believe his love-turned-hatred tale. Human behavior was difficult to predict because it was overly fragile.

"It looks to me that you do not hate her. What you're feeling is love, and not hate. You missed her," Della said frankly.

"Shut up!" Jake shouted, causing Della to jump in fright.

"Leave me in peace."

Could it be that I had guessed correctly? Della studied the expression of the man before her, in an attempt to confirm her hypothesis.

People were strange sometimes. One moment they could be enamored by a person, and the next, all they could feel towards them was pure hatred.

But in the end, one could not lie to themselves.

Love is always there, no matter how old time has become.

Jake had finally confessed to himself that he could not forget about Joan. She was the one that he loved all this time. He came to that conclusion after mulling over it alone for a long time in his office. "Mr. Wilson, I found her," Jake's assistant said at once upon entering.

"Where is she?" Jake spun around with a glint of hope in his eyes.

"Ms. Watts is abroad," the assistant said.

"Book me a ticket." In a flash, Jake had decided what he wanted to do.

He was going to track her down and ask her to her face who will she choose.