Never Late, Never Away (Vivian and Finnick)
Chapter 2828

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 2828

That's ridiculous! Since when are we obligated to explain everything to her? Visibly annoyed, Larry shot a scathing glare at Caspian.

"Alright, then." Della wiped away her tears and left the office without saying another word.

Knowing that Jake had been keeping Joan company, Della decided that she would not act rashly right now. Nevertheless, to err on the side of caution, she continued to monitor their interactions closely. She had even hired people to capture their daily lives in photographs.

Larry was still under the impression that Joan was dead, and Della was not prepared to let him believe otherwise.

Not long after that, she was back in Larry's office.

"Larry, it's been a long while since Joan's death. You can't possibly be thinking about being single forever?" Della asked tentatively, thinking that she would suffer a great loss if Larry decided he never wanted to get remarried. After all, she was still waiting for him to change his mind about her.

The man was momentarily startled by her question but soon resumed his composure. He shot her a scornful glance, refusing to engage in a conversation with her.

His constant indifference toward her was too much for Della to bear. She had traveled all the way here to spend time with him, only to have her heart broken by his utter apathy.

"Larry Norton!" she yelled, overtaken by resentment.

"Della, I'm really slammed with work here. If there's nothing urgent, can you please leave?" Larry responded impassively.

Why is he constantly pushing me away? Does he really hate me so much? Nevertheless, Della turned around and plopped down on the sofa as she renewed her resolve in getting the man. Sometimes she was confused and at a loss over her real intention in going after Larry. She wasn't sure if it was out of true love, or if it had become a mere mission she wanted to accomplish. Regardless, I must have him!

While Larry continued to ignore her presence, Della slowly got used to spending time by herself. She lounged on the office sofa and stopped pestering him.

In Jake's villa, Joan seemed to be immersed in bliss as she happily tended to the flowers in the yard with a few housemaids.

"Joan, why don't you leave this job to the housemaids?" Jake walked over and pinched her cheek softly.

"I have time to kill anyway. Might as well help them out while I'm at it." Joan smiled at him.

Her bright grin lightened him up, and his lips curled up in a contented smile. This is the ideal life I have been searching for; to spend each and every day with the one I love, having a stable and predictable routine with just the two of us.

"Don't you need to go to work today?" Joan asked.

"I do. I'm actually heading out soon," the man replied while stroking her hair gently.

This is my happily-ever-after.

On a related note, Jake's temper had improved considerably ever since Joan came into his life.

Before this, he was not only selfish and self-serving but also distant and reserved. But now, he was warm and more than considerate when it came to the woman. One might say that such was the power of love.

After spending time in each other's arms for another few minutes, Jake finally left for work.

To Joan, this was her whole life. She would not have imagined that a part of her memory was still buried deep in her mind.

Thump! Thump! Thump! A series of urgent knocks rang out at the door.

"Who is it?" a voice called out from the yard.

Outside the door, Della was startled upon hearing the familiar voice. Isn't that Joan's voice? She is indeed living here. "It's me!" Della replied aloud.

A woman? Joan frowned a little and hurried to the door. As the door swung open, a broad grin flashed across Della's face. "It's been a while, Joan."

Huh? She knows me? I don't know her... Joan looked quizzically at the woman standing before her. "Who are you? Are you here for Jake?"