Never Late, Never Away Chapter 2506

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 2506

Oh? Has this always been part of his plan?

Sneering in a vicious manner, Dustin looked at Larry and said, “I dont mind sending Ms. Ward

home, but I'm afraid she’s not willing to leave with me.”

Gabriella wrapped her arm around Larry's arm and requested, “I don't want anyone else to send me

home!”

Lucius couldn't stand it anymore. He rushed over and said, “Dad, I still have a lot of unsolved

questions. Can you show me the way to solve them?”

“Sure,” Larry answered without hesitating.

“Larry!” Gabriella continued begging in a coquettish manner.

"What's wrong with you? Are you telling me you can’t walk yourself home when I, a little boy, can

walk myself home in the dark?” Lucius directed the rhetorical question at Gabriella in a scornful

manner.

All of a sudden, silence fell when everyone heard him because the little boy's remark made her

seem overly pretentious.

Gritting her teeth, she had no choice but to play along with him. “I guess you're right, Lucius.

Actually, it's not that much of a big deal.”

Larry was thrilled because the little boy turned out to be significantly smarter than he thought. He

caressed his son with a proud grin.

Halfway through their session, Lucius put his pencil aside and confronted his father in a petulant

manner. “Dad, what's going on between you and that woman?"

Although he was aware his parents had filed for divorce, he had been anticipating the day of their

reconciliation. Unfortunately, a few variables seemed to have gotten in their way.

“You need to stop minding the adults’ businesses.”

How am I supposed to stop when that woman has the guts to express the affection she has for you

in front of us? If I don’t do anything, it's the end for our family!

“Dad, as a man, you need to bear the consequences of your actions. Have you forgotten the things

you once taught me?”

Since when has he turned into such a busybody? I'm well aware of the consequences of my actions,

okay?

Larry assured his son with a determined look, “You know what? You need to stop being a worrywart

because things will turn out just fine between your mother and I. It has always been and will always

remain the same into the near future.”

His father had always been a man of his words. Thus, Lucius stopped doubting him because he had

faith in his father.

Lucius added, “With that being said, I think she’s quite a nasty foe that's going to be a pain in the

ass.”

His father was conscious of that much. Hence, he had been brainstorming the proper way to get rid

of her once and for all. The thing that mattered the most was Joan's opinion of him. He was afraid

Joan had misunderstood him once again.

“Dad, I think you should head over and explain everything to Mom.”

After Larry heard him, he walked out of Lucius’ room. His son didn't need any guidance from him—

it was merely an excuse to get him out of the tight spot.

Meanwhile, Delilah was the only person in the living room. Sitting on the couch while enjoying the

show on the television, she was relatively poised.

Larry asked her after he returned to the living room, “Ms. Young, where's Joan?”

"I think she has tucked herself in and called it a day.”

After he opened the door of Joan's room, he saw her sleeping soundly on the bed. A few seconds

later, he sneaked his way into the room and joined her in bed, holding her in between his arms.

“Move away from me!” When Joan raised her volume, Larry did as instructed and inched away from

her.

He ran his fingers through her hair and asked, “Aren“t you supposed to be sleeping?”

The irritated Joan demanded, “Stop touching me!”

He knew she was annoyed and wondered if he should consider himself lucky or not. Since she was

annoyed, it would indicate she still cared about him and couldn't be bothered by Dustin's return.

Unfortunately, the fact that she was annoyed also implied she was jealous and didn't have faith in

him.

“Joan, can you listen to me? It's not what you think it is. Gabriella has deliberately—"

She interrupted him and said, “You don't owe me an explanation. I need to sleep because I'm tired.”

The dejected man felt bad because he wasn't even given the chance to explain himself.

The next morning, Joan was roused from her sleep earlier than her usual schedule. She headed over

to the garden without having her breakfast.

After Larry woke up, he rubbed his eyes and surveyed the surroundings. Since she was nowhere to

be seen, he asked, “Ms. Young, where's Joan?"