Never Late, Never Away Chapter 2189


    Never Late, Never Away Chapter 2189


    Oh, so he’s here to visit Ms. Young. Joan nodded to herself. She then turned around and paced


    towards her room, excusing herself from their conversation. Truthfully, Joan did so because she


    suddenly felt dead tired after everything that happened with Caiden and Noelle earlier.


    Why do people misunderstand every single thing I do? One of these days, I might actually get so fed


    up that I’ll ditch them all and travel the world. Who cares if they starve and can’t make their own meals!


    She stood and watched as the flower buds swayed to the blowing wind outside her window. Mixed


    emotions with an overarching sadness lingered in her chest.


    Larry… when will you be back? Bleak-grey sorrow flitted in her eyes.


    “What’s going on?” Dustin pointed at Joan’s room and asked in a lowered voice.


    “I don’t know. I’ve tried asking, but she won’t say a word. She’s been like this ever since she came


    home.” Delh raised her shoulders into a helpless shrug.


    Something must have happened. Dustin’s lips thinned with worry.


    Larry’s not home, so is it Caiden that’s making her upset? He knew that Joan and Caiden had been


    awfully close these days, as well as the fact that Caiden had feelings for her.


    “I’m going to check up on her,” Dustin announced before approaching Joan’s bedroom door and


    knocking on it.


    Some time passed before Joan returned to her senses. When she did, the knocking startled her. She


    then darted to open the door.


    “What took you so long?” Dustin grumbled, pretending to be offended.


    “No reason. Why? What’s the matter?” Joan awkwardly scratched the back of her head.


    “Let’s go to the supermarket. There’s still a lot to be done there, and we need the extra hand. Plus,


    everyone misses you since you haven’t been there in a while.”


    It has been a long time, Joan thought. I should probably go visit.


    “Alright,” she agreed in a low voice before putting on a coat and heading out the door.


    Awkwardness stifled them on the entire journey there. Not a single word was spoken between them.


    Dustin could tell that Joan was in a foul mood.


    “Let take a quick meal break because I’m starving,” Dustin held her hand and suggested.


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    Huh? Joan frowned. What’s he ying at? Aren’t we heading to work? Not to mention, it’s an odd time


    of day to have a meal.


    “No, but you—”


    “I haven’t had breakfast yet,” Dustin interjected with a huff.


    He is the department leader, so I suppose whatever he says goes. Besides, he’ll be responsible if


    anything bad suddenly happens at the supermarket.


    Truthfully, everything was actually fine at the supermarket, and they didn’t need help either. Dustin only


    said that because he didn’t want Joan to be alone where she could potentially overthink.


    Because aren’t all women the same when they’re left alone? They tend to overthink themselves into


    misery, or they reminisce about their past, and some even get depressed. Dustin nodded with certainty


    as he had witnessed far too many women sumb to this pattern.


    “Is there anything you’d like to eat?” He chirped at Joan.


    The heck…? Wasn’t he the one who wanted to eat? Why is he asking for my choice of food? Is there


    something bothering him? Joan scanned his face with a suspicious and unnerved look.


    “I’m just asking you for suggestions since I don’t know what I feel like having,” Dustin added.


    Alright then. Joan’s gaze shifted around them to examine the options of eateries they had. There were


    no hotels in the vige, nor any morous and high-end restaurants. This was what made the ce


    serenely quiet.


    “Come on, let’s have something light.” Joan led him towards a small restaurant down the street.


    Once there, the restaurant owner dashed towards them with a bubbling passion. “Oh, Joan! You


    haven’te by here for ages. What have you been up to these days?”


    “Wha-Oh, I haven’t been eating out as much since I’ve been pretty upiedtely,” Joan replied


    tensely.


    The restaurant owner didn’t push any further as she could tell that Joan was in a bad mood.


    “Do you want to head over to the private rooms?” Dustin offered. “It’s about lunchtime, and the crowds


    Joan nced nkly at the clock on the wall before pacing towards the private room.


    “Psst!” The restaurant owner subtly caught Dustin’s attention. She asked in a quiet voice, “Why does


    she look so forlorn? Did someone mess with her?”


    “Beats me. She’s the kind of person to bottle up her emotions because she doesn’t like troubling


    others. Anyways, I’m going to head over and find out now. Please excuse me.” Dustin then grabbed a


    jug of water from the self-serve table and left for the private room.