Never Late, Never Away (Vivian and Finnick) novel Chapter 388

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 388

Vivian understood why it was so hard for Finnick to believe that Evelyn had escaped on her own. After all, Vivian didn’t even believe it herself until Evelyn confessed to doing it. The whole situation did not make sense.

But Vivian didn’t expect that Finnick would believe those online rumors and even blame her for Evelyn’s injury. That’s what he thinks of me? Vivian’s heart hardened. Am I just a snake to him? Does he really think I would physically harm a woman out of jealousy?

“So you believe those online rumors? You think I hurt Evelyn on purpose?” Vivian’s chin trembled as her eyes reddened.

Finnick said nothing. But Vivian understood what his silence meant—he didn’t believe her at all.

She no longer had the will to do further explanation. Vivian scoffed; her shoulders slumped as she turned to walk away.

Just as she turned, tears came streaming down. Vivian felt the injustice and the white-hot anger steaming in her.

What does the kidnapping case from ten years ago have to do with me? She didn’t have to be involved at all. But she kept chasing that case because of Finnick, because she cared for him… That’s why she interrogated Evelyn. Look where that got me. Forget about the rumors, how could Finnick not believe me? Vivian felt that everything she had done for him suddenly became meaningless.

Before Vivian could leave, Finnick reached out and grabbed her arm. He turned her around and realized that her face had been covered in tears.

Vivian’s swollen eyes looked away stubbornly, she didn’t want to look at him. This stirred a distressing emotion in Finnick.

“Vivian, I’m not saying that you hurt Evelyn on purpose. I just think that you’ve been acting strangely these days. Is it because of Evelyn?” His tone was gentler than before. “There is nothing between me and Evelyn. You don’t have to care so much about her, you’re not being yourself anymore.”

“I’m not being myself?” Vivian flung away from his grasp. Her eyes met his. She mocked, “So what does my current self look like to you? A vicious woman? Or a jealous wife?”