Never Late, Never Away (Vivian and Finnick) novel Chapter 252

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 252

Along the way, she heard many people mocking and jeering her. They deliberately uttered biting remarks within her earshot.

“How dare she show up here? Has she no shame? She’s a disgrace to the Norton family.”

“Oh, look, here comes the infamous Vivian. But she’s famous for the wrong reasons. For sleeping around, that is. She’s so thick-skinned. If I were her, I would have dug a hole and hidden in it.”

“She’s Finnick’s wife. V.M. Fund, haha, what a joke! I wonder how many times has she cuckolded him?”

“Her figure is just average, but it doesn’t stop her from selling her body. Her mother is just as bad, a mistress who seduces men.”

“I heard that she slept around with countless men. What a slut.”

The disdainful looks she received were like daggers stabbing at her heart.

Her feet felt heavy as she walked around the room. Those hurtful words she heard were like whips lashing on her body.

At this point, she felt so useless for putting her mother through all the insults and jeers along with her.

After enduring endless verbal abuse and mockery, the opening ceremony began. In an instant, the hall turned lively as firecrackers exploded and a band started performing.

The sound of joyous music and peals of laughter shot through Vivian’s aching heart. She moved away from the crowd to be alone. As she leaned against the wall in a corner, she looked up at the blue sky and wished she could fly away and disappear like a bird.

Tears rolled down her cheeks once again.

At that moment, she missed Finnick so much and longed for him to be by her side.

She quickly completed her part of the interview and then waited for Sarah and the others to finish taking photographs.

As she stood quietly at the corner, she felt that she had hit rock bottom.

She was wondering if Finnick had heard about the scandalous rumors yet. Would he be angry? Would he ignore me or kick me out of the house? What about Grandpa? If Grandpa knew about the rumors…