Never Late, Never Away

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 516

Forcing down the lump in her throat, Vivian peered at Finnick mockingly. “You forced me to give up my child last time, and now you have the audacity to ask me why I chose to divorce you? Do you realize how ridiculous you sound, Mr. Norton?” laughed Vivian dryly.

So it really is because of the child. Deep down in his heart, Finnick had expected this answer. The words that Noah had said five years ago rang in his ears once more. I also found out that Mrs. Norton realized that there’s a high possibility that the baby she’s carrying is not yours. She chose to leave you and go to A Nation with Benedict because she didn’t know how to face you.

“But Vivian,” Finnick started. “Did I not tell you I would accept the child, and it matters not whether he or she is mine?”

“Accept?” Vivian laughed in disbelief, anger arose in her chest once more. “Finnick Norton, even up till now, you’re still spinning lies. Please, knock on the door of your own heart and ask yourself, do you truly accept this child?”

Awkwardness flashed across Finnick’s face. At that time, he had blurted out that promise to prevent Vivian from going through with the divorce, not out of genuineness. Did she find out she was not pregnant with my child and left out of fear that I would force her to undergo an abortion?

his heart deepened. At the end of the day, it was all his fault. He had not taken care of her, nor protected her. If I had done better, would she have

child with you here?” Finnick inquired. He or she should be five now, right? Finnick felt a thud in his

had always thought the child isn’t his… But who knows if he’ll notice anything amiss if he sees my

afford this risk! I am

Vivian with her head lowered, staring at the ground. Her stomach clenched in fear, afraid that Finnick could see through her

psychopath in front of her would harm her innocent child, just like what he did those years ago. Or, to be more exact, she hoped her child would never have to deal with

in his wildest imagination would he have expected that the child did

silence, Finnick mistook her feelings for grief. She loved the child so much, even to the point of

heavens did not want to give up an angel,” comforted Finnick softly. At the same time, he thought to himself, Don’t worry, my love. We will have a child of our own in

power to woo and marry Vivian Morrison, once again calling her Mrs. Norton—and be his to love—to cherish and to hold. He would give her the wedding he had owed her the last time, have her put on a wedding gown, and walk down the aisle