Never Late, Never Away Chapter 2192


    Never Late, Never Away Chapter 2192


    “Okay then, Dustin. I’ll leave it up to you.”


    The two then said their goodbyes before hanging up.


    Next to him, Joan wiggled around in the front passenger seat. She was hollering loudly about how


    unfair life was, about how the gods above were cruel.


    Is there a screw loose in her head? What’s up with the sudden pessimism? Dustin let out a long and


    exhausted sigh as he drove on.


    Not long after, their car pulled up in front of a hotel.


    “Alright, we’re here. Careful now,” Dustin cautioned as he held her hand and helped her off the car.


    In the lobby, the receptionist shook his head apologetically. “I’m sorry, sir. We’re heavily booked for


    tonight. We only have one room avable.”


    At this point, Joan felt utter difort from the alcohol earlier. She winced as pain traveled down her


    body and nipped at her limbs ufortably.


    “It will have to do then,” Dustin settled the payments in a sh. He then scooped Joan into his arms and


    carried her upstairs to their room.


    Momentster, Joany sprawled out on the bed. She mumbled longingly in her sleep, “Larry… I miss


    you…”


    Even in her dreams, all she thinks of is him. Dustin’s chest sank heavily at this. Larry is perhaps the


    only man whom she’ll love in her entire lifetime; I doubt any other man would get even the slimmest


    chance to win her over.


    “Here, have some water.” Dustin tapped gently on her arm to wake her.


    She must have felt Dustin’s presence as her arms suddenly snaked around his waist into a chain-like


    hug. For a fleeting moment, Dustin’s heart pounded erratically inside his chest.


    “Joan, let me go.”


    He knew that she probably mistook him for Larry.


    His suspicions were confirmed when Joan’s hug tightened on his waist as she cried out, “Larry, why did


    it take you so long to get back?”


    “Have some water.” Dustin carefully lifted the ss of water from the table over and passed it to Joan.


    He desperately wanted to hold her, to have pillow talks, be intimate, as well as share the same bed with


    her. However, he refused to take advantage of her while she was drunk. He could never bring himself


    to hurt her like that.


    So he sat on the sofa next to Joan and watched over as she tussled all night long.


    The morning sun permeated through the curtains. Its warm light then dappled onto the ground. On the


    bed, Joan’s arms extended into a stretch. Then she let out a big yawn before gradually opening her


    eyes.


    Looks like the weather’s nice today. Joan’s lips curled in delight.


    Wait. Why doesn’t this look like my room? Am I not at home? Where is this ce? Right away, Joan


    sprung out of bed. The hairs down her arms stood straighter.


    Unable to contain the fear that rapidly surged inside her, Joan shrieked, “Ahhhh!”


    “Why are you screaming so early in the morning?” Dustin groaned huskily.


    His eyes seemed to darken with irritation and tiredness. It was most likely because he didn’t sleep a


    winkst night.


    “Why are you here, Dustin? And why am I here? What the devil is going on?” Joan’s voice rattled as


    she tried to steady her emotions.


    She knew that the man standing before her would never do anything outrageous in her disadvantaged


    state. Yet, her heart still raced because she couldn’t quite recall any of yesterday’s events.


    “What? Did you forget everything that happenedst night? You were as wasted as a skunk and kept


    insisting on more alcohol,” Dustin grumbled.


    Sh*t, I really did it this time… and I haven’t even called Ms. Young yet! She must be worried out of her


    mind. Joan’s head throbbed with panic.


    She then hysterically wed under the nket. “Where’s my phone? I need to call home and make


    sure they’re not worried about me.”


    Look at how responsible she’s being. She must’ve forgotten that she already called Ms. Youngst


    night. Dustin couldn’t help but stifle an amusedugh.


    “Okay. Let’s hurry up and get you home for a change of clothes. I’ll drive you to work afterward, no


    excuses! If you request any more day-offs, then I’m seriously deducting it from your pay.” Dustin


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    shed her a teasing frown as he stood up to leave.


    Right, I have to go back and exin everything to Ms. Young. Delh had once told Joan to never go


    out drinking on her own, and look what happened now; Not only did Joan vite that piece of advice,


    but she somehow ended up in a hotel room with Dustin.


    “Let’s move! Hurry up, or we’ll bete!” Joan grabbed her coat and dashed out the door.


    My god. I reek of alcohol, and my clothes are a mess! What the devil did I dost night? Joan’s brows


    furrowed as her lips twitched with disgust at her current disheveled state.