A Touch of Sweetness (Finnick Norton and Vivian William) novel Chapter 2520

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 2520

Della rushed to her door, and briefly explained the situation to the security guard. Then, she let Larry into the living room.

“What’s the matter?” She did not see the point of beating around the bush.

It was a rhetorical question anyway. Della knew he was here for Joan.

“Why did you take Joan away? I’ve said that the matter between us does not concern her!” The man growled.

“How can you say that? Would you keep rejecting me if it wasn’t for her?” Della retorted.

“Okay, let me cut to the chase then. Even if there is no Joan, and even if I haven’t gotten married before, I wouldn’t have chosen to be together with you, and it is because we are from different worlds, Della!”

Della was astonished to hear him. Am I really that bad? Why does he feel nothing for me?

“Then why don’t you like me?”

“It’s about all feelings when it comes to love. I simply do not have any for you.”

Della was at a loss for words to refute the man.

Feelings were intangible; mysterious. Some people would succumb to feelings at first sight, just like when Della saw Larry for the very first time. Some people would not develop feelings for another person despite having known each other for a very long time, just like Larry toward Della.

“Do you understand, Della? I don’t think you know what love is. Have you ever asked yourself if you truly loved me? Or you’re just feeling indignant that I’m not with you?” Larry continued.

Yes, Larry was right. She refused to accept the truth that Larry did not have any feelings for her. If Joan could make Larry fall for her, why can’t I? She had always gotten what she was after her whole life. Larry was the ruthless reminder that her reality was not all unicorns and rainbows just as she had thought.

“Larry, I love you!”

“Do you know what love is, really? Love is when you feel happy just because the person you love is happy. Do you know why I haven’t proposed to Joan? It’s because I respect her wishes, just like how she respects mine. Now, that is love.”