Never Late, Never Away Chapter 669
The person next to the elevator panel asked, “Mr. Norton, where’s your room?”
Finnick replied with a smile, “It’s on the twelfth floor.”
After the person pressed on the twelfth floor, he asked Vivian, “Ms. Morrison, what about you?”
Vivian stuttered, “I-I’ll be heading off on the twelfth floor as well.” Fortunately, her colleagues paid no heed to her words because they thought there were two rooms on the highest floor.
Cough! Cough! Cough! When they were the only ones left behind in the elevator, Finnick couldn’t hold back the urge to cough anymore.
He covered his mouth with his hand and started coughing vigorously to the extent his eyes started brimming with tears.
“Are you okay?” Vivian asked concernedly because Finnick showed no signs of stopping at all.
He beamed and assured her, “I-I’m fine…”
Seriously? Is he telling me he’s fine when it seems like he’s coughing his lungs out at any moment? Why is he trying to act tough? Vivian was fueled by rage when she saw Finnick’s smile.
Once they returned to the room, she dragged him into the bathroom and demanded, “Take a hot shower and get yourself changed immediately! I’m pretty sure you have caught a cold!”
He grasped her hand in return and felt a heartwarming sensation. Although he was relatively weak, he was overjoyed. “Vivian, you’re worried about me, aren’t you? You still care about me, right?”
When she heard him, she flushed and shrugged his hand away. “I’m just afraid of being infected! Hurry up and get going already!”
She turned around and returned to the bedroom, ignoring the man after she made herself clear.
I-Is she shy? Judging by her response, I must have hit the bullseye, huh?
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