Never Late, Never Away (Vivian and Finnick) novel Chapter 718

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 718

Seeing the tortured expression on the face of the woman he loved, Finnick’s heart hurt so much that he could barely breathe. He swept her up in his arms and ran towards the front door.

As he ran, he said, “Vivian, it’s Finnick. Can you hear me? I’m Finnick. Try to endure it for a while longer. I’ll bring you to the doctor immediately.”

Behind him, Hunter yelled urgently, “I already told the maid to fetch the doctor, and they’re about to come back very soon! Where are you bringing her?”

However, Finnick continued to make his way out of the front door. Vivian was in so much pain that he couldn’t just sit around and wait for the doctor to arrive anymore. He had to get her to the nearest hospital as soon as possible.

He bundled Vivian into the car and jumped into the driver’s seat. With a loud screech of tires, the car made an emergency turn and flew in the direction of the hospital.

However, Vivian had no idea where she was. All she knew was that her body was about to explode because of the heat. She waved her arms about, brushing against something cooling all of a sudden. She made a wild grab at it, as though it was a lifebuoy and she was drowning. Unable to stop herself, she brought her entire body against that patch of cold.

Finnick turned to see Vivian half-hanging off his body. Her blouse was half-open, revealing some of her skin. Finnick felt a loud buzz in his ears as though something was about to explode any minute. Immediately, the images of their past intimate experiences together flashed through his mind.

He slapped himself on the face aggressively, trying to make himself calm down. He couldn’t afford to think this sort of rubbish right now—he had promised to protect her for the rest of her life, and he couldn’t do something so dastardly to her while she was essentially passed out.

With one hand on the steering wheel, Finnick forced Vivian against his chest with the other to prevent her from thrashing about anymore. He wasn’t a priest—he would do his best, but the allure of the woman he loved could be too much at times.

Hearing the pitiful moans from Vivian again, Finnick felt his chest tighten. He floored the accelerator, praying that they would get to the hospital soon.

As he gazed at Vivian on the hospital bed, Finnick felt his heart ache. Turning to Hunter, who arrived just after they did, he asked in an icy tone, “You said Evelyn drugged her, didn’t you? What happened?”