Never Late, Never Away

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 1

Arriving at the Civil Affairs Bureau, Vivian William was utterly dismayed to discover that the man whom she was supposed to get her marriage certificate with had yet to arrive.

It was already more than half an hour past their agreed-upon time. Just as she was about to contact him, he called her instead.

As soon as she picked up, his furious voice blared out through the phone, “Vivian William, you liar! Have you forgotten about the sort of shameful things you’d done back in university? How dare you even think about marrying me now? Let me tell you something. That will only ever happen in your dreams! It has become rather clear to me now, seeing as you were quick to bring up marriage despite us only knowing each other for three days! If it weren’t for my ex-girlfriend having studied in the same university as you, I would’ve gotten tricked by you! You shameless woman!”

With that, he hung up.

Vivian did not even get a chance to explain herself.

The fingers clenching her phone were turning white while her lips moved soundlessly.

The man had not bother to tone down his voice at all, which meant that a lot of people had overheard her phone call. The gazes that everyone else had shot her were ones filled with scorn and disgust, stabbing into her like thousands of needles.

It was exactly like that nightmarish night two years ago.

She felt as though she was being swallowed in the darkness. No matter how hard she tried, there was simply no escape…

Beads of sweat formed upon her forehead as she paled dramatically. Without realizing, her whole body had begun to tremble uncontrollably.

a pair of dark, fathomless eyes watched the shivering woman thoughtfully while his slender fingers tapped on the

Lopez has informed me that she’s still stuck in traffic. She has said that it might take her at least an hour

back home. Tell her not to bother to come anymore.” Finnick did not even bother to turn his

assistant had an upset look upon his face.

Finnick pushed the button on his wheelchair

me, miss? Would you please marry

crisp voice rang out, dragging Vivian out of the darkness that was threatening to swallow her

slightly surprised at

a wheelchair-bound man seemed

anyone’s breath away. Sharply defined brows that rested on a chiseled face, it

simplicity of his white dress shirt, the design accentuated his lean, yet

away from his noble and proud air at all. On the contrary, it only seemed to

the man repeated his question that Vivian snapped out of the

“What?”

not help but overhear your conversation earlier. You’re in a hurry

lungs at his words, as humiliation and distress swept

tone. “What a coincidence. I’m in the same boat. Since our goals are alike, why don’t we lend each other a hand?” The way he said it made it sound as though he was talking about

this man was being serious about them getting married.Nonetheless, we’ve only just met! Getting married