Never Late, Never Away

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 281

Vivian’s heart trembled faintly.

She worked in the news industry, so it wasn’t uncommon for her to meet all sorts of big shots and celebrities. Despite that, she had never felt an aura as overbearing as his.

Apart from that, his gaze was frigid, as if he didn’t care about anything that was happening around him.

Jerking herself out of her little walk down memory lane, Vivian looked at Finnick in adoration with a faint smile.

Finnick asked, “Do you like it?”

Vivian nodded and said in awe, “I love it. I haven’t been here in so long. The last time I came here, I was still young and living with the Millers. But I wasn’t that happy.”

She had mentioned how last time when she came to the theme park, Emma only let her tag along as Ashley’s little sidekick and didn’t let her play on the rides. That was why she didn’t have fond childhood memories of theme parks.

Finnick pushed his wheelchair toward the Ferris wheel and said, “Let’s go on the Ferris wheel.”

Go on the Ferris wheel? Vivian was surprised. Was he still the cold-hearted and straightforward Finnick she knew? After all, this was the kind of thing that only young couples would get up to.

turned back and looked at Vivian, who was

just think this is kind of unlike you,” Vivian couldn’t help

and lowered his head. “You can laugh if

burst into

lightly in an attempt

the sake of making Vivian happy, he would never have

yourself these days? Maybe you ate something that went bad? How did someone like you come up with something as romantic as going on a

the theme park or Vivian’s words, but Finnick was no longer as standoffish as before, and

“Don’t all girls like

sigh before she said, “Still, it’s late now, which means no crowd

Finnick’s mood lightened as well

he took out his

“What are you doing?”

cotton candy so that they can come here and make us some. I’ll ask them to come over

from making the call, a smile finally blossoming

“I was just kidding. I don’t actually want any, so don’t make the call, okay? By now, anyone who sells cotton candy has probably already gotten off work. I can’t