A Touch of Sweetness (Finnick Norton and Vivian William) novel Chapter 1942

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 1942

“Hey! Dustin!”

Thud! A nurse who walked past Jory was taken aback when the man smashed the phone on the floor in exasperation.

Damn it! Jory gritted and punched the wall with his clenched fist.

Between his wife and buddy, he had ended up opting for the latter again, and just like the previous time, there was a price to pay for his option. Gosh! Dustin, you’d better pray nothing happens to Nancy!

“Doctor, how’s my wife’s current condition?” he asked apprehensively, grabbing hold of the doctor’s arm tightly.

“Her emotions are still not very stable at the moment. If this condition persists, it might lead to miscarriage. Thus, you’d better try to console and calm her down,” the doctor advised him patiently before he headed toward the ward.

“Joan, you’re not planning to give Larry a call?” Dustin looked at the woman in front of him with his eyes full of doubt.

Joan hesitated. Should I call him?

“I think you’d better give him a call. They’ve all gotten into a bunch of nerves looking for you. If I’m not mistaken, Nancy passed out due to extreme anxiety while in search of you. She’s currently pregnant, isn’t she?” Dustin stole a glance at her and added deliberately.

At that reminder, Joan’s eyes widened in an instant. Oh, no! Please don’t let anything happen to Nancy!

“How’s she now?” she asked anxiously.

“I heard from Jory that she’s in the hospital at the moment…” Dustin lowered his voice as he replied tactfully.

Nancy will be considered the last person who saw me since the both of us were having a meal together at that time. In this case, Larry will surely blame her. Poor Nancy! She must be feeling really guilty and upset now! In a split second, Joan’s eyes darkened, her heart filling up with complex emotions. I guess I’d better give Larry a call so he won’t misunderstand Nancy.

When Larry’s phone buzzed, he reached to take it out immediately. He caught a glimpse of the caller’s name blinking on the screen and answered the call at once.

“Joan, where are you now?” he asked nervously, trying to keep the quiver out of his voice.

Mustering up her courage, Joan tried to speak up for Nancy. “Larry, I’m fine. It’s nothing serious, but I just can’t go back yet. It has nothing to do with Nancy. Don’t blame her for anything…”

This silly woman! Why can’t she answer my question directly?

“Joan Watts!” Larry raised his voice and cut her off impatiently.

In an instant, the woman on the other side of the line fell silent.

“Joan, where are you now? Please tell me!” Larry repeated his question, trying hard to appease his frustration.

He had never been a patient man, yet he had been treating her with utter patience all this while.