Never Late, Never Away (Vivian and Finnick)
Chapter 551

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 551

Since the life-threatening situation was dissolved, the people in the hall had nothing left to be afraid of. They were all looking at the robber with scornful looks on their faces, wanting to tear him to pieces. At the moment, the robber was tied up and gagged with some tablecloth, so the only noise he could make was some unrecognizable murmurs. However, his eyes were still burning with resentment.

Not long after, the police arrived and recorded how everything went down before they took the robber away. With that, the crowd eventually dispersed.

As soon as Finnick took down the robber, he had been by Vivian's side, softly stroking her back to calm her down. His heart ached as he looked at Vivian who was sitting on the floor.

She must be terrified just now. If I were any later, I might not get to see her ever again. How could she be so stupid? Was it really worth it?

Even though he had that thought in mind, Finnick was still touched by Vivian's gesture. So he took her into his arms and comforted her, "It's fine now. There's nothing to be scared of anymore. It's all over." Indeed, Vivian was still dumbfounded as she leaned on Finnick's chest, unable to come to her senses.

The two of them stayed like that for quite a long while before Vivian was finally able to calm down. As soon as she did, she realized that Finnick was the one hugging her. Vivian's face flushed, and she immediately broke.

"Are you okay?" Finnick inquired as he looked at her. He felt disappointed when she broke out of his arms. Is she still not coming back to me?

Vivian stood up and shook her head. "I'm fine."

Having said that, her legs were numb because she stayed in that position for too long. Hence, she almost fell back onto the floor. Nevertheless, Finnick was quick to react and caught her before the fall. Vivian felt awkward in his arms yet again, but she realized that she would fall if she let go of him. So, the only thing she could do at that moment was to use Finnick as a temporary support. Finnick, on the other hand, was indulging in that rare instance of intimacy between them. How long has it been since Vivian last stayed quiet like this in my arms? We've been getting into arguments every time we met since she came back.

Finnick felt like there were some misunderstandings between them, but Vivian would either give him the cold shoulders or get really riled up whenever he tried to replace out. She never bothered giving him the chance to talk things out about what happened that year.

Thinking that a rare chance had presented itself, Finnick wanted to get to the bottom of what happened that year. The reason why Vivian insisted on getting a divorce and left the country without even telling him. So, he spoke, "Vivian, why did you..."

"Is what he said real?" Vivian asked at the same time before giving him an apologetic gaze.

"What did he say?" Finnick pushed his question aside and asked with a hint of confusion in his voice.

"Did you release Finnor Group's client data to the public because of me?"

Finnick nodded after a brief moment of hesitation. He had kept this fact a secret for fear that it might burden Vivian with guilt. But in the end, she still found out about it in an unexpected situation. "When Mark kidnapped you back then, he used you to blackmail me into publicizing the client data. I didn't have any other choices, so I accepted his offer because I was anxious."

"For me? Was it actually worth it?" Vivian felt moved. Having spent quite some time with Benedict, Vivian could understand how devastating Finnick's action was to the company.

"I can give up anything for you, Vivian. Nothing's more important than you." Finnick held her hand. "This was, still is, and will always be the case." He took a brief pause. "Vivian, what you did for me just now must have meant that you still have feelings for me, right? Can't we get back together and live like how we used to live?" Finnick was staring right into her eyes as he asked that question sincerely.

Under his unwavering affection, Vivian was swayed. Can we do that? Can we really go back to how it used to be?