Never Late, Never Away (Vivian and Finnick)
Chapter 2894

Chanter 2894

"You, get up! Now!" Joan shrieked and slapped Larry on his shoulder.

Without a hint of hesitation, Larry threw away the covers, exposing himself in all of his glory in front of her.

Joan reflectively pulled up the covers to shield her vision.

Her cheeks were beginning to feel warm as she averted her gaze.

"Put on your clothes!" Under her order, Larry quickly fished his clothes from the floor and started to get dressed.

He broke out into a low chuckle, amused.

We're already an old married couple.

I can't believe she still feels shy.

Sh*t! I'm doomed! How could I have accidentally slept with Larry? What am ! gonna do now? Joan scratched the back of her head in frustration as fear flashed across her eyes.

"Why? Do you want me to stay a little longer? I don't mind." As he was speaking.

Larry leaned closer to Joan.

Joan immediately shrunk away, maintaining a distance between them.

Silly girl.

She is even defending herself against her own husband! Larry smiled.

Thud! The door of their room was slammed open abruptly.

A few journalists barged in.

"Mr. Norton? What are you doing here?" one of the journalists asked, surprised.

"He's right, Mr. Norton.

Could you have...

did you..." another journalist stammered.

In reality, Larry had expected this outcome.

Naturally, there wasn't a trace of surprise on his face.

Joan, on the other hand, was terrified as she covered every inch of her skin with the blanket.

"Who sent you here?" questioned Larry coolly.

The two journalists that had spoken before exchanged glances, hesitating as they fidget awkwardly.

However, the few journalists behind them had long taken a few photos of the scene.

"Um, Mr. Norton.

Please excuse us, we seemed to have entered the wrong room..." With that, the two journalists hurried out of the room, keeping their heads lowered and avoiding eye contact. Nevertheless, the other journalists continued clicking the shutters on their respective cameras in a bold manner.

All that mattered to them was the humungous scoop! As the group departed, Larry closed the door behind them before making his way towards Joan and taking the covers off her. His heart ached upon seeing her trembling body and terrified gaze.

"They have already left, don't worry.

Here, you can put on your clothes now;' Larry promised gently.

Staring at the face in front of her, Joan's mind drifted into a daze.

Da*n it!Joan Watts! Pull yourself together! This is Larry Norton! Joan pinched her thigh with all her might, snapping herself out of her thoughts.

"Say uh, don't go around telling people about what had happened between us last night! I must have had too much to drink to have done this. After today, we'll each go our own way, not owing each other anything.

After all, you've taken advantage of me last night as well.

Call it a night with benefits if you may,' Joan told Larry sternly as she got dressed.

To her surprise, Larry suddenly hugged her from behind and leaned closer to her ear.

"Don't you think last night was...

magical?" whispered Larry in her ear.

His warm breath on her skin made her hair stand on end.

Joan was startled out of her wits.

Her body froze in its place as her breath quickened, along with her heartbeat.

Oh gosh!What is wrong with me?Could I have fallen into his traps...

fallen for him? Joan raised her fists to hit her head, but her movements were blocked by Larry.

"Silly girl! Did you think this would change anything? We're meant for each other.

The special connection we have isn't something you can just run away from or refuse to acknowledge! I'll wait for you, for you to regain your memories.

Even if it takes me a million years! And once you do, we will remarry! Cross my heart!" Larry declared.

Hold... hold on a sec.

Remarry?Does he mean that we were already married? To each other? That's impossible...

The events of last night...

that wasn't my first time? Joan turned around and stared intently at the man in front of her, her gaze filled with curiosity.

"Who exactly are you?" she interrogated sternly.

Who he was, however, was not of importance.

What really mattered was the fact that her feelings towards Larry had not changed, just that right now, she refused to accept it.