Never Late, Never Away

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, becoming a Chief Editor. Hence, since you’ve come to regret your decision, you’ve decided to claim that this was all merely a misunderstanding, right?”

Upon uttering such words, a vicious glint flashed 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.

She had wanted to explain herself. However, she found that she could not bear to utter a single word in her defense.

What else is there to explain?

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 already come 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 explanation, 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 relationship with you. Having a position as the Chief Editor, or even a CEO, this has nothing to do with me.”

Upon uttering her last sentence, Vivian soon felt a sharp sensation across her chin. Evidently, Fabian was pinching her forcefully, his grip strengthening.

decided to fling

against the wall with an arm. Raising her head to glance at him, she caught sight of Fabian glaring at her coldly. The disdain and hatred in

to hurt. It’ll certainly be a

quickly announced, “If there’s nothing else, I’ll be

a brief departure from the office, without even daring to steal another glimpse at

level. However, she soon came to realize that it was pouring heavily outside. To her utter misfortune, she discovered that she had left her umbrella in the

with such a circumstance, Vivian found that she was simply not courageous enough to go back, to retrieve her umbrella. As she was aware that Fabian might have still been in his office,

such a

with the thunderstorm, Vivian found that it was nearly impossible to find a cab.

to squeeze herself in, with the other commuters on the train. She was hoping that the rain would have stopped by then, but it seemed as though God was trying to

unsuccessful in her futile attempt to hail a cab, Vivian had no choice but

two years ago, on a night that had a similar thunderstorm.

she lost Fabian, the man whom she thought would

years ago was like a parasite, invading her

around her body, squatting down as she curled herself into a

Cold…

It’s so cold…

body had begun to shiver uncontrollably, just as it had throughout the night, two years

memories and painful emotions, Vivian soon caught a glimpse of a wheelchair and a pair of long legs, suddenly

She saw Finnick in front of her,

a blurred image. Nonetheless, his cold aura was still evidently noticeable. Although he was wheelchair-bound, his current appearance was

Vivian’s eyelashes fluttered.

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

when Vivian finally returned