Never Late, Never Away

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 20

By the time Finnick left for Q City, Vivian and Fabian were already on their way.

Over in the business class cabin, Vivian sat beside Fabian uneasily. The cabin crew just served an in-flight meal and it was paella. Vivian hated seafood so much she did not even touch the food.

“Still don’t fancy seafood?” Fabian asked with a smirk on his face.

“I can tell the Chief Editor’s memory is still functioning alright,” Vivian replied nastily. She had had enough of Fabian today.

“Of course. I remember everything about my first love,” Fabian said slowly after taking a sip of coffee.

Vivian closed her eyes and took deep breaths. She did not want to get into a fight with him on the plane.

But Fabian did not seem to realize her reaction. “Besides, how can I ever forget the feeling of being played for a fool by my first love?” he added.

Vivian’s face turned pale as bad memories came flooding back. “Mr. Norton, I’m not sure who’s being played for a fool here. I’m not the one who hid my real identity on purpose.”

Fabian’s expression changed slightly before he chuckled. He was not expecting her to retaliate. “Of course. I should’ve told you earlier, shouldn’t I? Then you probably wouldn’t have betrayed me and thrown yourself on a sixty-year-old saggy old man.”

Fabian was not even trying to lower his voice. Other passengers and flight attendants widened their eyes in astonishment.

“Fabian Norton, what do you think you’re doing?” Vivian finally snapped.

closer and looked at her. Her face was pale with shame and anger. For a moment, he felt sorry

could not get over

afraid of people judging you after all

Fabian had been hurling vexing insults ever since they got on the plane. “What I do has nothing to do with you!”

He eyed her and said coldly, “You’re not the one who gets the

at him and her

finally understood why Fabian insisted she came

the pain she had inflicted on him. All he wanted

Vivian attend a business meal with him, knowing full well that Vivian hated formal

business partners took turns to toast to Vivian, but Fabian did nothing about it. Even Vivian herself lost count of

toe. He was in his forties and was a chief editor from another company. Vivian lowered her head

Fabian replied with an easy laugh,

Vivian looked up in shock and stared at Fabian. She could not believe he

must be

take this as a token of appreciation from

hot and red from the alcohol and shame. She could not believe Fabian used

man who would shy away from strangers. But he had changed so much

if she knew the real Fabian

and tilted his head. “What

Mr. Hark smiling creepily at her. She was utterly disgusted but she did

Forcing a smile on her face, she stole a quick look at him as she