Never Late, Never Away (Vivian and Finnick)
Chapter 2842

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 2842

"Alright, alright, don't be mad, okay? Can you please just bear a little longer with me? I'll eat right away." Instantly, Gabriella twisted her fork in circles, jerked a mouthful of spaghetti, and started eating. Seeing the sincere way she looked, Larry couldn't bear to leave her alone. After all, they used to be very good friends.

After Gabriella finished her dinner, the two of them left the restaurant. The woman was thinking of wandering around with him, but Larry sent her home directly.

Very soon, the car arrived at the villa of the Wards. Both of them remained silent in the car, and the atmosphere was a little gawky.

Looking outside the window, Larry's face was terribly gloomy. He was exceedingly sick of having to spend time with her.

Observing the man sitting next to her, Gabriella was reluctant to leave. She asked meekly, "Lars, are you still mad with me?"

Abruptly, the woman started weeping. It was like a bolt from the blue, and Larry was utterly struck dumb. Hello? I didn't even do anything! He hadn't hit her, nor had he chastised her. Why is she crying all of a sudden?

"Umm... Gabriella, it's late already. Go home and take a rest, alright?" he forced a smile on his face and uttered softly.

"But I don't want to go home. Lars, I want to be with you! Let's live together, okay?" Tenderly, she threw herself into his arms swiftly.

Is she crazy? A long time ago, I made it very clear to her that there would only be friendship between us. Nothing else. No romance shall ever blossom! Even if Joan hadn't appeared in my life, I would never opt to be with her!

"Gabriella, I hope you can understand the circumstance. We won't make it," Larry said very firmly; his tone was irrefutable.

Yes, indeed. He's rejected me before, but the circumstances are no longer the same! Joan has vanished!

"Lars, I've only been fond of you for so many years now, and my feelings have never changed. Now that Joan has disappeared, why don't you give me a chance?" At that moment, Gabriella completely disregarded the image as an heiress of a well-off family she had been keeping in front of him.

"No, and get off the car! You should return home now! Also, I don't care if Joan is dead or alive; my love for her will never change."

Gabriella's heart sank upon hearing his words. In a distance, a white car was parked at the end of the alley. The woman sitting in the car watched everything between Gabriella and Larry with a bitter face. How dare you try to steal my man! You're asking for trouble! Della slammed her fist on the steering wheel, and a ferocious aura engulfed the interior of the car in a heartbeat.

Very soon, Gabriella got out of the car, and Larry sped off instantly.

As she watched the car drive away, Gabriella let out a sigh as desolation loomed over her. Looks like he really isn't going to give me any more chances!

After dropping the woman off, Larry went to the company directly. It had been a long time since he last went home. A home without Joan was nothing different from an icehouse. He could feel no warmth in it. "Larry, aren't you going home to see your child?" Caspian asked lowly as he stretched his body on the sofa.

Lucius? Larry looked up and rubbed his eyes, feeling a little giddy.

He had gotten in touch with the child's teacher lately. Lucius' performance was not bad, and his results were outstanding as well. It was just that, relatively, he wasn't as cheerful and animated.

He understood that it was because of Joan's disappearance that the child's comportment changed. Other than that, that kid also blamed him for the incident. Hence, he wasn't willing to get close to him. "I'm not going back tonight," he replied briefly.

Thud! The office door was then brutishly kicked open, and Della busted in aggressively. She looked extremely outraged.

"Ms. Duff, why are you here at such an hour..."

"Shut the f*ck up!" she cut Caspian off without letting him finish his sentence. All at once, the air around them seemed to have frozen, and the atmosphere was freakish to the bone.

"Della, if you're throwing a fit, please leave. It's my company, and as I said, there will be no collaboration between us," Larry spoke very composedly. He was used to the reckless and foolhardy way the woman behaved, especially when it involved personal relationships.