Never Late, Never Away

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 247

“That’s right. A dead person can’t be brought back to life. So, could his love for you last forever? Vivian, it wasn’t really wrong of him to run away and left Evelyn. No one should risk their lives for someone else anyways. But I just hate that he wouldn’t admit it.”

Vivian quickly explained, “Sometimes the truth that everyone believes in might not be real. Why can’t all of you leave Finnick alone? Why should he be held accountable for something he didn’t do, Mr. Morrison?”

“Just call me Benedict. Cut that pleasantry.” He said.

“Fine. I understand that you’re devastated, Benedict. Even though I’ve never met Evelyn, I know she must be beautiful and was very likable. I also know that she must’ve loved Finnick very much. So I believe that she would’ve wanted him to live on. I would do that too if I were her. I don’t believe Finnick would abandon her. If that was the truth, then Evelyn and I have really bad tastes in men.”

Benedict studied Vivian. I see. This woman really loves Finnick. She has already fallen too deep, just like how Evelyn was.

The brother had warned Evelyn countless times that she shouldn’t get too close to Finnick, and that she must never fall for him. But Evelyn liked the man so much. She even sacrificed the prime of her life for him…

“Don’t exonerate him. You’ve only been with him for a few days. Do you think you know him well enough? I’ve known him for more than twenty years. I know him better than you do.”

that had been going on for so many years.

sorrow flashed through Benedict’s eyes. He would always think of the times he spent with Evelyn in the park when they were younger whenever he thought

he found

all he had. Evelyn was still so young, she needed someone to protect her. Only then did he

“My parents passed away more than ten years ago. Evelyn was my only

feeling

business and interview Benedict about the antique

end our conversation here. I’ve already said what I have to.” He said, making it clear that it was time for

completed the interview for the

quickly tried, “Mr. Morrison, may I ask you a few questions about the antique fair? We won’t talk about anything else,

eyes, a mocking one, as if the words she just

because of the antique fair? You’re truly naive, you know? No wonder Finnick could get you eating out of his hands. You kind