A Touch of Sweetness (Finnick Norton and Vivian William) novel Chapter 1945

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 1945

“They’re really a perfect match for each other. What a stunning couple!”

A few waitresses were whispering excitedly among themselves, apparently mesmerized by Dustin’s stunning looks.

Joan turned even more embarrassed when she overheard the waitresses gossiping about them.

“Joan, what’s the matter? Are you not feeling well? You look pale,” Dustin asked with great concern and touched her forehead to check her temperature.

“Nothing, I’m just a bit tired.” Joan forced her lips into a tight smile.

I’m actually emotionally exhausted! Can you stop treating me affectionately as if you are my boyfriend? This is so awkward! She let out a silent sigh, not knowing what she was supposed to do.

“How about we go back for a rest after this?” the man asked gently.

At that, Joan nodded in agreement silently.

If Larry happens to see how caring Dustin is being toward me, I’m sure he will burst a blood vessel… A sense of guilt started to creep into her heart at that thought. Her main intention had been to go overseas for a thorough checkup of her brain. She planned to make a further decision after the root cause was detected. Nevertheless, it seemed as if she was on a vacation with Dustin at that moment.

Once they reached back at the hotel, Joan flung herself directly on the bed. Staring off into the distance out of the window, she gradually sank into contemplation.

I wonder what Larry is doing now. What about Lucius? What’s he doing now? Is Ms. Young busy with anything right now?

Joan’s eyes were welled up with tears as she thought of her loved ones. Oh! I really miss all of them so much!

Holding her phone, Joan looked at Delilah’s phone number hesitantly. In the end, she could not hold herself back any longer. Her finger clicked the particular button to make a call.

“Hello, Joan! Where are you now? We’re all worried about you… Especially Mr. Norton. He’s looking for you so frantically!” Delilah sounded a bit incoherent; she was too anxious.

“Ms. Young!” Unable to suppress the suffocating sorrow any longer, Joan broke down and cried.

When Joan had lost her memories previously, she had treated Delilah as her own mother. Whenever she felt depressed, the woman had always embraced her affectionately. Her grief would be soothed after crying her heart out in Delilah’s arms. Joan was now so far away from her motherly embrace when she needed to seek solace desperately.

Delilah remained silent as Joan wept.

She could only console her in this way since they were currently apart from each other.