Never Late, Never Away Chapter 1088

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 1088

What the f*ck? You? Terrible at keeping secrets? This is obviously a threat!

Fury burned within Hannah. Seeing Fabian’s devilish grin, she felt like he was in extreme need of a

good punching. Unfortunately, she wouldn't be able to beat him.

Every time something similar happened, Hannah would comfort herself and think something along

the lines of Hmph, I will let you go this one time.

Naturally, she would do the same again.

There actually was nothing she could do about Fabian’s threat. If he actually told his mom about it,

and things spiraled out of control, Hannah would be the one who had to pay the price.

She was truly curious, though. What did he tell his mom to change her stance so drastically?

"What did you tell your mom? How did you get her to change so drastically?”

"What do you mean when you say “your mom? Is she not your mom too?” said Fabian through

gritted teeth without answering her actual question.

“Okay, fine. Our mom. Does that sound better?” asked Hannah while rolling her eyes. Are you a kid?

Why are you bothered by every tiny thing?

“My mom is actually a pretty decent person. You simply don't know her that well,” answered Fabian.

He had put his cutlery down and was looking at Hannah as he spoke.

What the hell? So you're allowed to call her your mom, but I cant? Hannah was so angry that she

wanted to refute, but when she saw how serious Fabian looked, she became at a loss for words. In

the end, all she could do was reply calmly, “Okay, maybe I misunderstood her.”

Fabian nodded. He looked like he was about to deliver a speech when he said, “The truth is...”

Hannah noticed Fabian's stance, so she quickly stood up and interrupted, “I'm done, too. Let's put

everything away and rest up. We'll have to work later.”

It's better if I know less about the drama behind a rich family’s closed doors.

Fabian grinned. He didn't say much. He simply got up and exchanged some pleasantries with

Hannah before he headed out to the company.

He didn't specify anything, but Hannah had a feeling that he had to work overtime because of her.

She recalled what Fabian told her that day, and a sense of warmth engulfed her heart.

She couldn't be sure about whether everything was real, or if she had imagined it all to comfort

herself.

Hannah shook her head and picked up her notebook before heading into the study.

Fabian had banned her from working in the bedroom and told her to use his study instead. She

didn't understand why, but she obeyed his instructions, anyway.

Hannah had just placed her notebook on the table when she saw a book resting peacefully on the

side.

It was obvious that Fabian had read it. No wonder he is so rich. The effort he put into his career is

more than anyone can imagine.

Hannah picked up the book and flipped through it a little.

A photograph slipped out of the book and landed on the floor.

Hannah bent down to pick the photo back up. She wanted to put it back into the book directly, but

she couldn't contain her curiosity, so she snuck a peek.

All she saw was a blurry photo of a woman's figure. There was no way of saying who that woman

was, but Hannah was certain that it wasn't her. She felt like she knew the woman in the photo, but

she didn't know why she felt that way. Perhaps it was a woman's intuition.

Hannah tried to search through her memories, but she could not recall who it was. She later gave up

and slipped the photo back into the book before she started working on her job.

It was almost time to clock in for work when she was finally done. She pursed her lips and

whispered to herself, “Looks like I am not destined to have a proper afternoon break.”

She went into the washroom to get ready before she headed to the office.

A familiar figure suddenly showed up in front of her. The woman with long silky hair was walking

confidently toward the sunlight. The silhouette was naturally regal and as beautiful as a blooming

rose.

When that figure moved past her, Hannah became stunned in place. She forgot all about keeping

her cool or putting on a poker face and stood there like a statue. When she finally came around, she

chased after the woman.

Who is that woman? Why does Fabian have her photograph hidden in his book? Did he used to

have a thing for her?