Never Late, Never Away Chapter 2190Never Late, Never Away Chapter 2190
noveldramaThe restaurant owner couldn’t help but feel concerned for Joan. Immediately after, she dialed a number
that she had scribbled into her notebook.
At the same time, a haphazard series of clickety clacks sounded as Larry typed furiously before his
computer.
“Hello?”
“Is this Mr. Larry?”
At this, Larry’s brows tensed in displeasure. He couldn’t tell where he had heard this voice before.
Regardless, his attention remained mainly on the desktop screen before him.
“This is him. May I know who I’m speaking to?”
“Mr. Larry, I think you should come back and check up on Joan. She seems to be in an awful mood,”
the restaurant owner murmured into the phone.
Hearing this, Larry’s fingers skidded to a halt. He straightened off his chair and calmly walked towards
the balcony.
“What did she do?” His voice lowered seriously.
“Nothing! She’s having a meal with Dustin, but she looks really sad.”
She’s with that man again? A slow flame burned within Larry.
Why is she always with other men? If she’s not hanging out with Caiden, then she’s always around
Dustin… Am I not enough for her?“I see. I’ll head back after I wrap things up here. Thank you for informing me,” Larry replied curtly
before hanging up.
What’s with that indifferent tone? The restaurant owner frowned. What does he mean by “he’ll head
back here after wrapping things up”? Does that mean he’ll heartlessly abandon his wife if he doesn’t
manage to complete his work? What kind of logic is that? Are young people nowadays so easily
angered? How petty and childish. The restaurant owner shook her head and gave a long sigh.
Forget it. I’ve already done my part by telling him. What happens next is all up to them now.
“Miss, bring me some alcohol!” Joan’s voice boomed from inside the private room.
“What are you doing, Joan? It’s too early for alcoholic drinks! You should drink something lighter like
juice.” Dustin, who sat opposite her, thundered back.
“Ugh, I don’t want juice… I want some alcohol! Miss, bring me some white wine! I want wine…” Joan
whined whilst thrashing around like an upset child.
What the devil is going on with her? Why is she suddenly asking for wine? The restaurant owner’s eyes
narrowed as she curiously tip-toed outside the private room.
“Why are they doing this to me!” Fat tears rolled down Joan’s face as she bawled, “I’m literally a plain
nobody who’s trying to live her normal life. Why can’t they leave me alone? What did I ever do to offend
them…”
This rendered Dustin speechless. He had no clue what happened to Joan, so a panicked urge surged
in him as he witnessed her tear up so miserably.
“Why don’t you tell me what happened, hmm?” A sharp pain flickered in Dustin’s eyes as he soothed
her.She must be having a hard time without Larry, Dustin assumed.
But Joan’s voice cut his thoughts off abruptly. She yelled, “Let me tell you this: I don’t like Caiden that
way. I’ve got enough on my plate already, yet he keeps asking me to help him with everything! While he
did save my life, it’s still unfair that he keeps asking me to cook his meals. It’s outrageous, don’t you
agree? It’s not like I’m his wife or anything. I have my own husband and child to tend to, but Caiden
keeps latching onto me! And that Noelle won’t stop calling me a shameless skank! She is hell-bent on
the idea that I’m seducing Caiden even though I’m not. I’m really not! Ugh!”
So all of this is Caiden’s doing! Realizing this, Dustin gaze darkened menacingly. He had always
suspected that Caiden’s motives were impure. Now, he knew for sure.
“Joan, you don’t have to do anything if you don’t want to. I’m sure that he’ll still be fine without you.
He’s a man, after all. Nothing drastically bad will happen to him. Besides, he’s got Noelle, doesn’t he?”
Dustin comforted her whilst delicately tucking a strand of her hair away.
“No, you’re wrong! Don’t you know… there’s this thing called a guilty conscience? So no matter how
much I loathe helping him, I have no choice but to do it because I don’t want to owe him anything.
Ugh!”
As the words left Joan’s mouth, she suddenly bent over and heaved out a warm but rancid liquid.
At this, the restaurant owner frantically rushed into the private room. “What’s going on in here? How did
you get this drunk?”