Never Late, Never Away

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 93

Fabian took his lunchbox to the pantry to heat it up. However, he did not expect to bump right into Vivian and was stumped.

Vivian’s face turned impassive. She turned around to leave but Fabian called out to her.

“Vivian!”

Vivian did not stop in her tracks and continued to head outside. She felt Fabian clutching her wrist, and she had to halt her steps. Vivian turned around and was greeted by Fabian’s exasperated look.

“Vivian.” Fabian’s face sank. “I was calling you. Didn’t you hear me?”

“I did.” Her tone was cold. “I just didn’t want to answer you.”

Vivian’s indifference pained Fabian. He unconsciously tightened his grip on her.

thing that happened at the party?” Fabian tried to suppress his frustration. “I’m really sorry about that. I really have no idea about the photos. You have to trust me. I won’t resort to such

when she heard him say “you have to trust me,” derision fleeted across her face. “Trust you? Trust you how? Trust that you will destroy my reputation? Or trust that you will stop at nothing to torment

you know what kind of person I am, given that we’ve

words made her

mocking smile had a hint of helplessness. “Fabian, you asked me to trust you.

did not expect

together for three whole years. Don’t you know what kind of person I am?” Vivian was parroting his words back at him. Her eyes went red as she continued, “In spite of it all, you chose to forget who I am with just a few photos and some baseless rumors

Fabian was shook.

What is she saying?

accusing me of not trusting her back

reporter—married my uncle? Isn’t that the best evidence that you would stop at nothing to marry into a rich family? Besides, I’ve seen how you’re all meek in front of Mr. Hark the other day. I just didn’t want to mention this

realization when she looked at Fabian. I just wasted my time