Never Late, Never Away Chapter 1998
From the looks of it, they really looked compatible with each other.
Tears welled up in Joan’s eyes.
Liar! You big fat liar! Despite saying till death do us part and declaring to love me forever, you have begun dating Gabriella before we have even completed our divorce. Are you that desperate?
Joan sniffled as she tried to calm herself down.
“Alright, stop watching. Let’s go home.” Dustin hugged her tightly.
He was aware of how sad she felt. Even though she had initiated the divorce, she was still devastated by what she saw.
“Dustin, I wasn’t seeing things, was I?” Joan suddenly asked.
How am I to answer her? Dustin hesitated for a moment before choosing to remain silent.
“Come, let’s go home.” She dragged Dustin to leave.
Back in the restaurant, Larry wasn’t aware of what was going on outside. His focus was on trying to get more information from Gabriella.
The matter has to be resolved sooner or later.
“Lars, what’s wrong with you today? Why do you keep asking me strange questions?” Gabriella probed.
Did he notice something? That shouldn’t be the case. My plan was water-tight.
Larry stared at Gabriella inquisitively. His first few questions were elementary and didn’t yield much information. But his final question was the key to revealing everything. Although he still needed to validate it.
“Gabriella, do you still remember the scar by my back? Recently, I cut myself with something sharp, causing the wound to split open. Therefore, I need to apply some medication on it. As Joan has been ignoring me and pestering me for a divorce, I wonder if you could…”
“I can. Not a problem at all,” Gabriella exclaimed quickly.
“Do you still remember the scar?” Larry let out a mischievous smile.
“I do. How can I forget? That night, I even stroked it for a long time as it pained my heart to see it,” Gabriella murmured shyly.
At that moment, Larry knew the truth.
There is no scar on my back at all. So how can she even remember it so vividly?
I guess it must be another man that she remembers.
Larry snorted.
Ring! Ring!
When Larry saw who was calling, he quickly answered.
“Alright, I understand. Hmm…”
“Gabriella, there’s something at work I need to deal with so I have to take my leave. Do you want me to send you or are you fine going home yourself?” Larry asked softly.
After all, he had to make sure his act was perfect. Or else, she would definitely suspect something given her intelligence.
“Lars, you should go on ahead. I’m fine by myself,” Gabriella replied with a smile.
“Alright.” Larry turned and left.
“Hey, Lars, come over to my place tonight after you finish your work. I’ll help you apply your medication.”
Larry left without a response.
Women really love to make assumptions.
“Hey, Larry, what’s wrong with you today? Why are you drinking so much liquor?” Ms. Young looked at him with concern.
Should I call Joan? Delilah took out her phone and started making the call.
“No, Ms. Young, don’t call her.” Larry snatched her phone away.
He really is a loyal man, but why is he doing this? Delilah shook her head and sighed.
Forget it, I’ll just let him be.
For the whole night, Larry sat at the table drinking while Delilah watched him from the sofa, just in case anything happened. The situation continued until he fell asleep, sprawled on the table.
The next day, sunlight shone through the windows and brought with it a gentle warmth. Larry rubbed his eyes and stretched himself.
“Are you awake?” Delilah anxiously asked.
“Ms. Young, you’re up early.” Larry yawned.
“What do you mean up early? I stayed up the whole night,” Delilah grumbled.
Initially, she assumed she could sleep once he had passed out from drinking too much. But he ended up shouting Joan’s name the whole night instead.
