Never Late, Never Away (Vivian and Finnick)
Chapter 432

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 432

How can that happen? She felt it for sure. Finnick wanted to do it. Looking at Finnick shutting his eyes, Vivian wanted to ask him, but she wasn't bold enough to do so.

She leaned on the man's chest while her eyes reddened with tears. I've taken the initiative, but why? Does he really not want to sleep with me?

A man was nice to a woman if he didn't overstep the boundaries, but how about a husband behaving this way toward his wife?

Maybe Finnick was tired just like how he said as he soon drifted off to sleep.

Breaking from his embrace gently, Vivian turned her back on him while her tears streamed down her cheeks.

In her mind, she told herself over and over again. Finnick still loves me. He's not an unfaithful person. Maybe he's just tired from work. However, no matter how hard she tried to convince herself, she failed, as she felt hurt inside. Biting her lip, tears kept on rolling down, wetting her pillow.

She had trouble putting away her sorrow and getting any sleep, so she woke up at daybreak. After washing up, she slapped herself across the face to pull herself together.

When she returned to the bedroom, Finnick was still sound asleep. Resisting the urge to cry, Vivian turned around and went to the kitchen downstairs.

No matter what... Let's prepare breakfast for him. He has to go to work, anyway.

When Finnick woke up, he was alone on the bed. Recalling about what happened last night, a sharp pain rose in his heart.

I know... What I did may have hurt her. She has been hinting at me. Not to mention, she even wore the lingerie I've never seen her wear before last night.

However, I can't bring myself to continue after remembering the video Mark showed me. I must admit that it has traumatized me deeply. Shaking his head, he shook off those images from his mind and went to the washroom.

By the time Finnick went downstairs, his breakfast was served on the table.

"You're up," Vivian greeted him indifferently.

"Yeah." Finnick didn't know what else to say when he saw the woman was busy in the kitchen with her back facing him.

"Let's eat." After placing the cutlery on the table, Vivian sat down and ate her food without saying a word. Upon seeing that, Finnick could only follow her and sat at the table.

Both of them couldn't let go of what happened last night. Silence ensued as they continued eating their food, and awkwardness filled the air.

Beep! Beep!

Suddenly, Finnick's phone rang. Taking over his phone, it was an incoming call from Samuel.

"Hello, Grandpa. What's the matter?" Finnick hurriedly answered the call, as he suspected something must be up, or else his grandfather would not call him early in the morning. "Finnick, why are the clients' information leaked?" Samuel sounded anxious.

"Grandpa, I..." Finnick didn't know how to explain it to him.

The old man urged, "Forget it. Come to the Norton Corporation now. We're going to hold an emergency meeting with the board of directors. I'll tell you about the details after you arrive." "Okay. I understand, grandpa. I'll be there in a minute." Listening to Samuel's anxious tone, Finnick knew something big was up, and Mark must be the one behind all this.

After hanging up, Finnick turned to Vivian and said in a rushed tone, "Grandpa asks me to go to the Norton Corporation for a meeting now, so eat first. I'll be off now."

"Okay," Vivian replied briefly, and didn't lift her head, nor did she inquire any further.

Looking at the gloomy woman, Finnick knew she was mad about last night, but he didn't know how to explain it to her. He couldn't possibly tell her the truth, as he didn't want her to recall those painful memories.