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.

to her utter surprise, he decided to fling her away in the

quick to steady herself 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

allow it to hurt. It’ll certainly be a better

she justifiably suppressed her tears as she quickly announced, “If there’s nothing else, I’ll

from the office, without even daring to steal

soon came to realize that it was

back, to retrieve her umbrella. As she was aware that Fabian might

am such

the combination of the peak period, along with the thunderstorm, Vivian found that it was nearly impossible to find a cab. The cab-hailing application was malfunctioning as well. Ultimately, she had no choice but to harden her resolve, as she covered her head with her

the train. She was hoping that the rain would have stopped by then, but it

Vivian had no choice but to wait by

a past memory, from two years ago, on a night that had a similar thunderstorm. It was a night where she had lost the thing that was the most precious

the man whom she thought would accompany

of despair that she had felt two years ago

wrap her arms around her body, squatting down as

Cold…

It’s so cold…

cold that her body had begun to shiver uncontrollably, just as it had throughout the night,

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

Finnick in front of her, while Noah held

aura was still evidently noticeable. Although he was wheelchair-bound, his current appearance was like an angel’s

Vivian’s eyelashes fluttered.

Finnick?

are you here?” Finnick lowered his head and stared at Vivian, who was squatting down on the ground. For a reason unbeknownst, a hint of fury

that moment when Vivian finally