Never Late, Never Away

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 8

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 8

There, on his ring finger, was a simple and plain ring.

It was the one that she had bought yesterday.

Utterly stunned by the revelation, she temporarily forgot to sit down at the table. In the end, Finnick raised his head to glance at her.

“What’s wrong?” His eyes moved to glance at her empty finger before his brow rose up in question. “Where’s your ring?”

Embarrassment coursed through Vivian.

She had felt like the rings that she had bought were not worthy of his status. Hence, she had not worn her own. What I had not expected was for him to find the ring and actually put it on!

Left with no other choice, Vivian fished her ring out from her bag and slipped it onto her finger. She murmured lowly, “Sorry, I picked this design at random.”

Finnick’s lips curled upward. “It’s fine. It looks very nice.”

Not sure what to say to that, the woman soon sat down and focused on eating her breakfast.

After they were done, Finnick set his newspaper aside and stated, “I’ll take you to work.”

“There’s no need for that,” Vivian answered swiftly. “I can hail a taxi or take the subway.”

Heck no! If anyone at the magazine company recognizes you, the women are going to tear me to pieces!

“There aren’t any subway stations near here and you won’t be able to catch a taxi either.” His brows furrowed slightly.

It was true. On her way here yesterday, Vivian had noticed that this was a neighborhood for the filthy rich. All the residents here had their own cars. Naturally, there would not be any taxis or subway stations around.

I’ll have to trouble you. Could you drop me off at

blank gaze for several long moments, causing her to panic

exited the villa, a black

He introduced

Finnick. Just as Vivian was wondering

the interior had been

started up and they were off to the nearest

rather inconvenient for you to go to

at his words, she instantly refused, “There’s really no need for

was nothing to him. However, she

as he rumbled, “I’m not always at the villa. How

gotten into the car. She took out her phone and waved it at him, replying, “It’s really easy and convenient to hail a taxi now. I’ll have to wake up a little earlier to book one. Erm… I’m going to

for his response as she practically

stared at the rapidly retreating

not help but comment, “Mr. Norton, is it just me,

tone was thoughtful as he murmured, “She

expected that she would so swiftly and thoroughly reject his offer of

out of her past, she was a shallow woman, who

was the exact reason why he had

who could be satisfied with a small amount of money was infinitely safer and easier to control, as compared to the young daughters

his choice. He could admit that she did not irk him as much as the other

his expectations. It was almost as if she had not cared

had thought and was merely playing

away from the direction that she had

“Drive.”

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City, on the top

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