Never Late, Never Away

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 1832

Nancy looked at her father in shock. When did Dad become so concerned about what other people think?

“Dad, we are the ones who live our lives. Why do you care so much about what the others think?” Nancy asked, baffled by her father’s behavior.

Dad is not acting like his usual self.

Indeed, Simon had always been a straightforward, decisive man who had never faltered in his belief and actions. But things are different now.

The whole matter could affect Caspian’s reputation as well.

It’s already a shame for Caspian after his divorce from Nancy. If any rumors saying he got cheated on by his wife starts…

Simon was a sensible man. He certainly understood how Caspian would feel if other people knew that his wife dumped him for another man. Therefore, he would not allow his daughter to do anything reckless during this sensitive period of time.

Furthermore, he would not accept Jory to be Nancy’s boyfriend for now.

“Leave. I don’t want to see that guy, Jory, in front of me. Take him away immediately. Also, if you have nothing else important to say, don’t come finding me again.” Simon sighed.

After all, he knew that Nancy would come again to pester him to accept Jory next time.

you like Jory?” Nancy shook Simon’s arm

one at fault. Do you think that you can settle this matter on your own? Don’t you realize

taken aback

father was, she turned away in dismay and went to

can come again next time.” Nancy looked hesitantly at the man in front

inside, trying to see Simon,

at a restaurant, Joan

finally got to spend some quality time with each other without the annoying third

were chitter-chattering about trivial matters, Joan’s phone rang all of a sudden. Seeing that it was Nancy calling, she answered the call

you come and drink with me? I feel like sh*t right now.”

crying? Joan was

you okay? What

really sad.”

bring herself to reject her, so she told Larry about it and went

reached the pub, she immediately found Nancy downing her shots alone at the bar. She rushed towards

that Nancy was as drunk

around Joan’s neck and asked in a low voice, “Joan, why? Why does my

sighed. Is

Stop drinking and head back home. It’s getting late now,” Joan said, holding Nancy up to prevent her

her hand away and protested, “No, I don’t want to go home. I’m sad. I