A Touch of Sweetness (Finnick Norton and Vivian William) novel Chapter 2238

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 2238

“I still want to go there. My brother has called to tell me that he’ll be going to your place.”

She’s just doing this on purpose! Gloom veiled across his eyes when he turned to look at her. What sins have I committed in my past life to meet a hellcat like her?

In the living room, Joan sat on the couch in a daze. Her eyes were fixed on the ceiling above her.

What’s Larry doing now? Will he come back tonight? Who is he with now? What is Jessica doing? How close is Jessica and he now?

Thousands of questions were whirling in Joan’s mind.

“Hey, what are you thinking about?” Delilah asked as she walked over.

What can I think about? Why would I think about anyone other than my husband? Joan sighed as a flicker of sadness danced past her eyes.

“It feels horrible for me to watch the two of you. One is passive, and the other refused to come home. You don’t even have a chance to communicate. Why can’t the two of you make time and have a good chat?” Delilah urged anxiously.

What is there to talk about? Should we talk about what’s going on between Jessica and him? Should we talk about Caiden and me? Joan lost herself in her thoughts again.

Abruptly, curiosity overtook her. When did my life change? Did it change the moment Caiden appeared in my life? Or did it change when Jessica appeared?

“All right, don’t think about it anymore. It’s not going to help you. Hurry up. Lucius will be done with his school in a bit, so it’s time to cook. Larry might be home for dinner tonight,” Delilah reminded.

Really? Is he finally coming back? All of a sudden, excitement traveled across her body. It had been eons since she had the opportunity to enjoy that man’s hug. At that very moment, she yearned for his touch.

“Look at that smile on your face. You really have to resolve this misunderstanding between the two of you tonight; no one can help you.” With that said, Delilah left the living room.

Time ticked away. The boy was back from school, and the sky was gradually darkening. Yet, there were still no signs of Larry.

“Mom, is Dad coming home for dinner?” asked Lucius when he walked out of the room.

“In a while, Lucius. He might be back in a while,” Joan whispered, her fingers running through his hair.