Never Late, Never Away

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 12

Momentarily, a sharp pang of pain struck her, causing her to shriek out in pain.

Just then, the man forced himself upon her aggressively, time and time again.

Pain, hatred, and humiliation threatened to tear Vivian apart. She had wanted to resist him, but she was far too weak to defend herself from his advances. Hence, her only choice was to endure it all…

After going through what had seemed like a limitless expanse of darkness and pain, Vivian’s surroundings suddenly shifted.

Now, she was surrounded by a thunderstorm, as a distant thunder boomed.

Her body completely bruised, Vivian dragged herself along the streets. She wrapped her tattered clothes tightly around herself as she staggered around in the rain. Holding her phone, she frantically dialed a number, over and over again.

Fabes…

Fabes, where are you?

I’m so scared. Come and save me quickly…

Unfortunately, no matter how many times she had called him, all she could hear was a cold, mechanical voice, “Sorry, the number that you have dialed is busy. Please try again later.”

At long last, unable to endure her suffering any longer, Vivian collapsed in the rain…

Looking at Vivian, who was currently breaking out in a cold sweat, Finnick could not help but frown. He turned his gaze to the doctor, who was by his side, and asked, “Is she truly alright?”

merely caught a fever because of the cold. As of

reassuring words, Finnick soon appeared

Vivian, who was extremely pale. About to touch her forehead, Finnick was surprised, when

not help but furrow his brows again.

cracked lips parted slightly, as a string of words escaped her

way to Finnick’s face. Bending down to some

me… Where are you? Fabes… Please

Fabes?

a dangerous glint flashed in his

that man’s

Vivian who was on the bed. Although her face was ashen and sickly, it did nothing to conceal her beauty. This was especially apparent, as he gazed at

over it for

that he had thought about it, this woman had always acted in a rather careful manner. She was distant, right from the beginning, when he had first met her. She had never once depended on him.

she was filled with fondness

was a man of great

a memorable first love. However, even as such, she had still broken up with her first love, two years ago. Although he had never checked her first love’s name and background,

gloomy, upon that

Vivian abruptly opened her

Finnick lowered his head and stared at her. “Are

was lying in a room in the villa, with an IV

you the one who had fetched me back home?” asked Vivian,

a