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.

still mad about the thing that happened at the party?” Fabian tried to suppress his frustration. “I’m really sorry about that. I

fleeted across her face. “Trust you? Trust you how?

at her lashing out at him. Furious, he demanded, “Vivian, don’t you know what kind of person I am, given that we’ve known each other for so long? I wouldn’t resort to such deplorable acts even

made

asked me to trust you. But

was stumped. He did not expect her

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

Fabian was shook.

What is she saying?

she accusing me of not trusting her back

two unrelated matters!” Fabian got inexplicably irritated. “Fine, let’s assume that I’ve misunderstood you in the past. Then would you mind explaining how you—a menial 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

Fabian. I just wasted my time