Never Late, Never Away (Vivian and Finnick) novel Chapter 1806

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 1806

Joan did not want to behave like a lunatic. Besides, she was sapped of all her energy after hiking all the way up to the top.

“Come on, don’t be such a bore. It’s not like you come hiking every day. You need to vent all the frustration you keep in your heart,” Dustin urged, patting her on the shoulder.

Despite his attempts at persuading her, all Joan could think about at that moment was her bed. “I’m so tired. I just want to rest. There’s nothing I need to vent about. I’m serious.”

Dustin looked at his passive companion and took out his phone with a sigh. “One, two, three, smile!”

“Hey, why didn’t you tell me you’re taking a picture? I didn’t have time to pose!” Joan complained, combing her hair with her fingers.

She looked disheveled after all the climbing. Her legs, her arms, and her face were all smudged with dirt.

“Don’t be so fussy. I should stop going easy on you from now on. I’m gonna start training you,” Dustin chided, looking at her from the corner of his eyes.

After lingering at the hilltop for a while, the two went down as the moon drew nigh. Although the surrounding was almost pitch dark, Joan was not fearful. The night inexplicably calmed her down. It was probably because she had not gone hiking for some time.

She was spent, but satisfied.

Suddenly, she let out a sharp cry. “Ah!” Dustin dashed back toward her when he heard her shriek.

“What’s the matter?” he asked with concern and worry written all over his facial features.

“Nothing. I just need to rest a little. I might have sprained my ankle.” Joan’s face contorted in pain as she spoke.

The man looked at her ankle and confirmed that she was really hurt. Without further ado, Dustin squatted down and put her on his back before going down the hill.

“What are you doing? Put me down. You’re going to tire yourself out like this,” Joan insisted, squirming in an attempt to get down from his back.

“Stop moving. We’re not reaching the exit anytime soon if you’re walking on your own. I still need to get some sleep,” he scowled, rejecting her request outright.

Joan looked at the ill-lit sky and relented.