Never Late, Never Away

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 1470

Larry’s mind warned him against looking for Joan again. She hurt me and heartlessly abandoned me. I have no reason whatsoever to go to her.

Anyone who had been hurt would not do the same thing that hurt them in the first place.

However, his heart kept yearning for her. It told him that he loved her so, so much. It didn’t matter what Joan did to him in the past. He was convinced that she didn’t have a choice.

Larry had been troubled by that issue for days, but he decided to follow his heart after debating endlessly with himself.

Since I’m still in love with her, I should just go all out.

With that thought in mind, Larry drove his car and hurried over to the office where Joan worked. She should be clocking off any minute now. Larry wanted to treat her to a meal and take the opportunity to talk to her. Maybe we can clear out all the misunderstandings or something.

Larry lit up a cigarette as he waited in his car. He was bored because Joan hadn’t shown up yet.

When he finally saw Joan’s figure, energy surged through his body, and he jumped a little. He extinguished the cigarette and was ready to head over right away.

However, before he could, he paused. Wait, Joan’s not alone. She’s walking with another man!

“Dustin, what cuisine would you like to have?” asked Joan as she swiped on her phone.

decide. I’m good with anything,” replied

safe to walk while checking your phone. Let me guide you,”

held Joan’s arm to guide her. Joan wasn’t bothered by his gesture. She

of them chatted happily as they walked down the street. Larry, on the other hand, was burning with

Joan interacts with that man makes them seem like a

to that conclusion. He was so angry that it felt like his rage would soon burn away all of his

the gas,

discussing where they might eat when they heard a noise behind them and instinctively turned around only to see a

“Dustin, watch out!”

shrieked to warn

was practically touching Dustin’s body when it screeched to

of the car and walked to Joan. He interrogated angrily, “Joan Watts,

from the shock. When she saw that the driver was Larry, she huffed in an annoyed tone, “Larry, what kind of a driver are you? You almost hit my

not your boyfriend, is he?”

refuted Joan loudly, “Mr. Norton, our business deal has concluded, and that last bit of connection between us has been severed. What right do you have

he?” demanded

Joan’s words and insisted on getting an answer

care. So what if