Never Late, Never Away Chapter 11
Never Late, Never Away Chapter 11
“A misunderstanding?” Vivian’s words had merely served to infuriate Fabian. His voice soared, as he
soon pinched her chin.
He was exerting so much force upon it that Vivian’s face had started to contort in pain.
“What misunderstanding? In my opinion, you’d seen that the broke bloke from two years ago had
suddenly struck his pot of gold, bing a Chief Editor. Hence, since you’vee to regret your
decision, you’ve decided to im that this was all merely a misunderstanding, right?”
Upon uttering such words, a vicious glint shed across Fabian’s eyes. He jerked Vivian’s face towards
him as he warned her, “Vivian, let me tell you this. I am no longer the gullible man that I had used to
be.”
Gazing at his familiar face, which was currently full of resentment and hatred, all Vivian could feel was
complete shock and heartache.
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She had wanted to exin herself. However, she found that she could not bear to utter a single word in
her defense.
What else is there to exin?
If he were truly willing to believe me, why would he have left back then, without even informing me as
much?”
Before all else, he has alreadye to believe that I am merely a gold-digger; someone who is ready
to betray him for money, at any given point in time.
Also, even if he were to believe my exnation, so what?
I am someone else’s wife now. Furthermore, I am no longer my past self. We’ll never be able to return
to the past…
At such a thought, Vivian tried her utmost best to suppress the tears that had threatened to escape her.
In doing so, she took a deep breath as she abruptly raised her head.
“Fabian,” she uttered softly, her tone surprisingly calm. “You are right. What happened that year is
exactly as you’ve thought it to be. However, you’ve got something wrong. Currently, I don’t want to be
in a rtionship with you. Having a position as the Chief Editor, or even a CEO, this has nothing to do
with me.”
Upon uttering herst sentence, Vivian soon felt a sharp sensation across her chin. Evidently, Fabian
was pinching her forcefully, his grip strengthening.
However, to her utter surprise, he decided to fling her away in the next instance.
Staggering backward, Vivian was quick to steady herself against the wall with an arm. Raising her head
to nce at him, she caught sight of Fabian ring at her coldly. The disdain and hatred in his eyes
were like daggers, piercing through her heart.
I should allow it to hurt. It’ll certainly be a better alternative than getting myself entangled with him.
Hence, she justifiably suppressed her tears as she quickly announced, “If there’s nothing else, I’ll be
taking my leave now.”
With that, she made a brief departure from the office, without even daring to steal another glimpse at
Fabian.
Bolting out of the magazinepany, Vivian soon reached its ground level. However, she soon came
to realize that it was pouring heavily outside. To her utter misfortune, she discovered that she had left
her umbre in the office.
Even while faced with such a circumstance, Vivian found that she was simply not courageous enough
to go back, to retrieve her umbre. As she was aware that Fabian might have still been in his office,
she did not dare to return.
I am such a coward.
Watching as the rain poured from the sky, Vivian sought to hail a cab. Unfortunately, with the
combination of the peak period, along with the thunderstorm, Vivian found that it was nearly impossible
to find a cab. The cab-hailing application was malfunctioning as well. Ultimately, she had no choice but
to harden her resolve, as she covered her head with her bag and sprinted towards the train station.
Completely drenched, she had to squeeze herself in, with the othermuters on the train. She was
hoping that the rain would have stopped by then, but it seemed as though God was trying to torment
her too. The thunderstorm outside red on, showing no signs of stopping.
Still unsessful in her futile attempt to hail a cab, Vivian had no choice but to wait by the train station.
She soon recalled a past memory, from two years ago, on a night that had a simr thunderstorm. It
was a night where she had lost the thing that was the most precious to her…
Soon after, she lost Fabian, the man whom she thought would apany her for a lifetime.
The sense of despair that she had felt two years ago was like a parasite, invading her initially numb
heart.
Vivian could not help but wrap her arms around her body, squatting down as she curled herself into a
ball.
Cold…
It’s so cold…
She was so cold that her body had begun to shiver uncontrobly, just as it had throughout the night,
two years ago…
On the verge of being engulfed by such memories and painful emotions, Vivian soon caught a glimpse
of a wheelchair and a pair of long legs, suddenly appearing before her very two eyes.
Stunned, Vivian’s head snapped up. She saw Finnick in front of her, while Noah held an umbre up
beside him.
Due to the pouring rain, his handsome face became a blurred image. Nheless, his cold aura was
still evidently noticeable. Although he was wheelchair-bound, his current appearance was like an
angel’s descent to Earth. The sadness that Vivian had felt suddenly dissipated.
Vivian’s eyshes fluttered.
Finnick?
“Why are you here?” Finnick lowered his head and stared at Vivian, who was squatting down on the
ground. For a reason unbeknownst, a hint of fury soon crept into his voice. “Were you drenched by the
rain?”
It was at that moment when Vivian finally returned to her senses.
Flustered, she attempted to stand up. However, her vision suddenly went ck, as she soon lost
consciousness.
In a panic, Finnick quickly grabbed hold of Vivian, as he tried to steady her.
When he felt that the woman in his arms was abnormally warm, his gaze turned solemn. As his stare
landed on the bruise that Fabian had left on Vivian’s chin, a murderous glint shed across his eyes.
“Let’s return home.” The brief change in his expression was fleeting. Finnick soon resumed his usual
indifferent expression. Hugging Vivian, he wheeled his wheelchair towards the ck Bentley that was
parked at the side.
Finnick’s car was parked at a hidden corner beside the train station. Due to thebined weight of
both himself and Vivian, Finnick discovered that the wheelchair could not move as smoothly as it had
before.
“Mr. Norton.” Noah could not help but offer, “Allow me to provide you some assistance.”
“There’s no need for that.” Without a moment of hesitation, Finnick instantly refused his offer. He then
adjusted Vivian’s position in his arms, carrying her, as he directly rose from the wheelchair…
The room was pitch-ck.
Hot…
So hot…
It’s so hot that I feel as though I am burning…
Moaning in utter difort, Vivian suddenly found that she was being ced down, as something cold
was soon pressed against her skin.
Vivian greedily tried to hug the cold object. However, she suddenly heard a man’s heavy panting.
Something is amiss!
Only then did Vivian’s muddled mind be clearer. As she tried her best to open her eyes, the blurry
image of a man entered her vision.
She struggled hard, to push the man who was looming above her. Unfortunately, he would not budge at
all, as if he was a massive mountain.
“Ouch!”