Never Late, Never Away

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 1075

Arriving home to a pitch-black living room, Hannah felt a lingering sadness in her clenched jaw. She couldn’t help but wonder what kind of life she would lead if she had never met Fabian. Will I be living happily ever after with someone who loves me, or will I struggle to make ends meet in a rented apartment until I shrivel up and die?

Who knows? But even if I live a difficult life alone, wouldn’t it still be better than my life now where I live alone and uncared for in a luxurious and spacious home?

At least in a poorer life, I wouldn’t be harrowed by the helpless sorrow of having to watch my husband messing around with other women.

Hannah frustratingly banged her fists onto the countertop and shouted at herself, “He’s not even a real husband! Our marriage was all a lie, a silly act to deceive others. You’re just stupid enough to think that whatever we had was real.”

After switching on the light in the living room, she tossed her shopping bags onto the couch before making some dinner to feed her empty stomach. Then, she showered at after that.

Hannah then slid into a lavishly pink, silk pajama set and lounged on the sofa to binge-watch a romantic drama.

was sabotaging the heroine. She couldn’t help but shed tears near the plot’s climax as she felt

inside her sarcastically sounded, how is that heroine pitiful? Aren’t

visions of Fabian and Yvette being intimate flashed in her mind. Her face burned treacherously red at the idea of Fabian spoon-feeding Yvette meals and both of them hugging each other

furiously, scattering those repulsive visions along with droplets of water from her wet hair onto the floor. Sweat beaded on her forehead, prompting her to go back into the bathroom to rinse her face in hopes that she would

to her bedroom. She began trying on the clothes that she had bought earlier to pass the time. It also gave her an

her reflection, Hannah noticed how haggardly pale she looked. Am I really that much of an emotional wreck? I’m that easily influenced by Fabian? ”He’s not even important! He’s just some womanizer who doesn’t feel

felt lighter and more refreshed after shouting those words from the top of her lungs. Next, she plopped onto her bed. He’s literally chatting away with Yvette right now. Why are you still waiting up?

the fluffy duvet. Not long after shutting her eyes, she

a car pulling up interrupted the harmonious silence of the

initially planned to get home after dinner, but then he bumped into a few of his business partners who insisted

who was sound asleep. This