A Touch of Sweetness novel Chapter 2275

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 2275

What? Did I strike a nerve?

A corner of Caspian’s mouth curved up in satisfaction as he reveled in his success. This woman’s attitude and dishonesty had to be the result of Larry being too lenient on her in the past.

“So what do you plan to do?” he pressed on.

Joan didn’t have any plans and she wasn’t going to take any measures. All she wanted was some time to herself to think things over.

“I have no plan,” she repeated. “Please leave.”

Caspian scanned his surroundings and gave her another dirty look.

“Sure. Please think carefully, because I need an answer soon.” With those parting words, he left the premises.

Think about what? Divorcing Larry? Or making up with him?

Just as Joan was wallowing in her own self-deprecation, Dustin walked over.

“What happened? I thought I saw Caspian,” he commented.

“He was here,” answered Joan.

Why was he here? Did Larry send him? What a coward! Not only is he too scared to meet her himself, but he’d also made someone else try to solve his problems on his behalf! Dustin bit the inside of his cheek, suppressing the rage that flared up inside him.

“Dustin, I think it’s best if you don’t come over as often from now on,” Joan suddenly announced. “I don’t want anyone else to have any misunderstandings about me.”

He’d expected that she would suggest this sooner or later and had already mentally prepared himself for it.

“No problem,” he replied wryly. After all, he respected her decisions.

“Hey, Caiden,” Jaden called out from the sofa in the living room. “Why haven’t you been meeting up with that senior of yours from school? I heard that she has fought with Larry.”

He had given up on the idea of Caiden and Noelle getting together a long time ago.

Oh. So he’s actually mad. Jaden stared at the back of Caiden in amusement.

Lying in his bed, Caiden tried to get some sleep. He tossed and turned and tried counting sheep, but to no avail—he just couldn’t sleep. He picked up his phone, scrolled through his contacts, and found Joan’s number eventually.

After hesitating for some time, he ended up calling her.

“What’s up?” Her voice sounded groggy and tired, tugging at his heartstrings.

“Um… How have you been? Sorry I haven’t had the time to visit you lately.”

“It’s fine. I’m doing alright,” came her instant response. “Don’t worry about me and take care of yourself.” Please don’t come for a visit. If someone sees you here with me, I don’t know what to tell others.

Alright? Is she merely putting up a strong front, pretending that she is fine when she is actually hurting inside? Why doesn’t she allow herself to be a little vulnerable in front of me?

“I heard that Larry had an affair,” Caiden probed purposefully.