Never Late, Never Away (Vivian and Finnick) novel Chapter 2911

Chapter 2911

Jake later walked into the room, asking kindly, "Are you ready, Joan?" Joan sat unmoving from her position on the sofa, ignoring him.

His gaze sharpened, and his tone grew cold.

"Today's our big day, and everyone's waiting for us outside.

The least you could do is cooperate with me? Cooperate?By faking a smile and shaking hands with the guests outside? She scoffed.

It was an impossible task for her.

Ted barged through the door.

"Mr. Wilson, Mrs. Ledger is here." Jake cleared his throat and readjusted his suit jacket before following his assistant out.

So this was all just a show put on to impress his snobbish, high-class peers! Joan was deep in thought.

/s there anything else | could stil! do at this moment? Picking up her handbag, she pulled out a small packet of powder and poured it all into a glass of water on the table.

| told you, Jake, | am not getting married to you! Mustering up all her courage, she downed the entire glass of water and lay back down on the sofa, her eyes fluttering closed.

"Where's Joan? She's running late!” Jake demanded in a low voice as he and Ted later huddled in the corner of the lobby.

"Perhaps she's a little tired,’ Ted stammered out.

Without waiting for the assistant to finish speaking, Jake made a beeline for the dressing room.

Upon his arrival, rage flared up within him when he spotted Joan asleep on the sofa.

Is this d*mn woman trying to make me into a public humiliation? "Joan! Wake up! The ceremony is about to begin!" Jake shouted, but got no response.

"Joan!" Still nothing.

The realization dawned upon Jake like a flash of lightning, and he rushed over to her.

When he tried to shake her awake, blood started trickling out of her nose.

"Joan!" The panic set in.

"Mr. Wilson, it's nearly time...” Ted entered the room, his jaw dropping at the sight before him.

She tried to commit suicide by overdosing on sleeping pills, but we've already flushed the drugs from her system.

You'd better take good care of her from now on” Wiping away beads of sweat on his forehead, the doctor walked away.

Suicide by overdose...Do you really hate me that much, Joan? Jake stood frozen, staring blankly off into the distance.

Meanwhile, Joan lay motionless in a hospital bed with an IV drip connected to her wrist, looking frail and sick.

“Larry! Joan tried to kill herself!" Jessica burst into Larry's office, yelling frantically.

The man was currently taking a nap, head buried in his arms atop his desk.

Naturally, he didn't catch a single word that she had said.

Even in his dreams, he was lamenting over the fact that it was the day of Joan's wedding ceremony and the fact that she was getting married to someone else.

"Hey! Are you listening to me? | said Joan tried to kill herself!" He instantly jerked awake, scrambling to his feet.

"What? Where is she? How is she now?" he demanded, grabbing hold of Jessica's shoulders.