Never Late, Never Away

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 36

Vivian turned around and saw that Finnick had returned.

Finnick was standing there. His figure was lean and his legs were long and slender. His light blue shirt outlined his perfectly sculpted body.

A solemn look flashed across Vivian’s eyes.

He’s such an exceptional man, but he’s forced to sit in a wheelchair. How does that even feel like?

“I’m telling Vivian that I’ve fallen in love with her at first sight and is planning to steal her away from you.” The moment Xavier saw Finnick, a frivolous smile appeared on his lips again. “Finnick, you know how charming I am. I’ve got so many women fawning over me. You must be careful!”

“Don’t think that Vivian’s the same as those women around you,” rebuked Finnick calmly. He walked to the dining table and opened the bottle of red wine. “She won’t ever like you.”

“Hmph! How confident!” Xavier snorted in disdain.

With the lively Xavier around, there was not a single moment of boredom during the meal. Vivian was laughing from start to finish because of him. Only after they finished dessert did Xavier wipe his mouth and reluctantly stand up.

“Alright, Vivian. I have a date today, so I won’t disturb you and Finnick anymore. I’ll visit you again.”

Vivian stood up with Finnick to send Xavier off. They only returned to the dining room after Xavier’s ostentatiously red sports car sped away.

the plates on the dining

the plates away from Finnick’s hands. However, he raised his hand

like this,” replied Finnick

Vivian could only clear the table with

placed the plates in the dishwasher, he abruptly asked, “What did Xavier

However, she still replied honestly, “He told me

see.” Finnick nodded, not surprised at

it too. Since Finnick and Xavier shared so many years of friendship, Finnick definitely could

suddenly asked again as he shot a brooding glance

didn’t understand what he meant. “Blame you for

one telling all these things to you,” mumbled Finnick as he placed the last plate into

out laughing. “There’s no difference. Without your permission, Xavier

could not help but steal another glance

nosy, she’s

the

kitchen, hand in hand. “Xavier’s better at talking

saying that Xavier could probably explain it clearer

adding, “I still can’t tell you. The