A Touch of Sweetness (Finnick Norton and Vivian William) novel Chapter 383

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 383

Vivian scrambled for a suitable reply. How can I possibly admit that it bothers me?

“You passed out. Finnick carrying you to the hospital is perfectly understandable.”

“I’m glad that you think that way,” Evelyn said with a saccharine smile. “After all, Finnick is your husband. I wouldn’t want this incident to drive a wedge between you two.”

“You probably don’t know about this, but back in the elevator, Finnick was so worried about me that his face paled. I guess he was afraid that something bad would happen to me, which is why he picked me up and rushed me to the hospital as soon as the doors opened. He didn’t have the mind to care for your feelings then, so I hope that you don’t hold that against him.” Evelyn simpered and glanced at Vivian, trying to capture the slightest change in her expression. “Although Finnick still cares about me like he always did, we’re just friends. There’s no need to worry about me; I promise that I wouldn’t come between your relationship with him.”

On the surface, Evelyn appeared to be justifying Finnick’s actions the day before. However, relish seeped through her voice as she recounted the incident.

Although Evelyn stated that she had no intentions to pursue Finnick, Vivan could hear the other girl’s unspoken taunt. Finnick is mine. He is still in love with me, so you have no right to take him from me.

Vivian did not respond. I’ll have to keep an eye out for Evelyn in the future, but can I really prevent the inevitable by sheer willpower? Vivian felt like Finnick was slipping through her fingers.

“This is my stop. You can drop me off here.” Vivian had no idea where she was, but being in the same space as Evelyn was so suffocating that she needed to escape.

Evelyn, too, had no desire to spend time with Vivan and promptly sped away the moment Vivian exited the car.

Through the rearview mirror, Evelyn watched Vivian’s figure shrink in the distance. Her eyes gleamed with contempt and disdain. My jabs at her couldn’t have been more obvious, yet she didn’t even try to retaliate. What a spineless loser. I suppose it’s good for me — I can easily trample her beneath my feet.