Never Late, Never Away Chapter 515
Willed, Vivian raised her head and lifted her chin, staring square into Finnick’s eyes. “What do you want?” she questioned coolly.
Seeing Vivian’s defense and indifference towards himself, Finnick felt a pang in his heart. He saw her leaving the stage just now the moment the auction ended and hurried towards her to catch up. Never did he expect her to react as if she saw something disgusting emerging from the sewers.
Finnick took two steps forward, backing Vivian towards the wall behind her. With visible anger behind his eyes, he interrogated Vivian, “Why did you give up our wedding ring for the auction?”
Despite her anger, Vivian almost laughed. How dare he? What? Did he expect me to keep the ring “till death do us part?” Why should I when we’re no longer married?
“Because I feel like it,” mocked Vivian, twisting her body away from Finnick, wanting to get out of this situation.
However, Finnick was not going to let her go so easily. He shoved her towards the wall, pressing both of his palms by her side, locking her in that position.
“Feel like it?” Finnick sneered, a dry laugh escaping his lips. “Did you also feel like leaving me when you did all those years ago? Without a single word too, mind you. Have you ever considered how I would feel, Vivian Will—no—Morrison? Huh?”
“Excuse me?” Vivian snapped in disbelief, her anger flared up once more. Is he saying that I’m the bad guy? How dare he twist the story!
The gap between the two closed as Vivian straightened her spine, locking her gaze with Finnick’s. Finnick could feel her hot breath on his skin with every word she spat out. Towering above her, he could see clearly the slight increase in her height, fueled by rage. He was supposed to be furious. He had intended to confront her, find out the reason why she left him. Seeing her like this, however, he felt a wave of mixed emotions hit him.
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