Never Late, Never Away (Vivian and Finnick) novel Chapter 2343

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 2343

Larry stared at her wounded arm in agony.

“When’s the surgery?”

“In two days, I suppose. Why are you here?” Hope was written on her face as she looked him in the eye.

“A girl called me. I was worried about you, so I rushed over.” Joan had a warm, fuzzy feeling in her heart.

Although we’re divorced, we still care for each other. She was suddenly glad that their relationship had turned into friendship.

“How are you doing recently? How’s your company?”

Joan did not know that Norton Corporation had changed hands. Larry looked at her in surprise and curiosity.

Dustin and Joan are close friends. She would be the first to know. Why didn’t he tell her?

“So-so. Anyway, I’m keeping you company while you recuperate,” Larry mumbled.

What about Jessica? Joan was a little hesitant.

“You should go,” she mumbled and looked away.

She could not bear to leave him, but she was afraid her selfishness would hurt Jessica.

“Are you really so reluctant to be with me?” Larry questioned coldly.

What the hell? I wish to be with you every day! However, they were divorced, and Larry had Jessica. She did not want to be the home wrecker.

“Larry, aren’t you afraid that Jessica will be mad if she finds out?” Joan reminded on purpose.

To his exasperation, he realized she was still jealous of his relationship with Jessica.

What is he trying to say? Does being loved by two women fuel his sense of accomplishment? Joan sneered with disdain. Nevertheless, it was an undeniable fact that she still loved him deep down.

“No.” She stared out the window sadly.

What a liar! Larry was relieved.

Was I wrong about her? He realized it had been a long time since they had a proper chat, like they did now.

“Can you bear to be separated from me?” he asked.

Do I have a choice? Will you come back to me? Is it possible for us to remarry? What if Jessica makes a scene? Most of the time, there are many factors to be considered for a relationship to go on.

Joan closed her eyes, trying to recompose herself.

“It’s all in the past. You should stop bringing it up,” she murmured.