Never Late, Never Away Chapter 2089

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 2089

"Honestly, Larry isn't bad. Neither is Dustin. But I can tell that you only see Dustin as a friend, so

don't keep his hopes up,” Delilah remarked out of the blue.

Why is she suddenly talking about this? Joan blinked in suspicion.

“Larry and I are married, so we'll definitely have each other's backs forever. I've never thought about

anything else,” Joan replied softly.

Even so, that didn’t mean others had never thought about it.

“That's why you'll have to make it clear with Dustin,” Delilah insisted.

Truthfully, none of the men were bad people. But given how much more persistent Dustin was, he

might end up doing something extreme.

Suddenly, a vibration came from the table nearby.

“It's your phone,” said Delilah while pointing to it.

“Hello?” Joan hurriedly answered it.

“Joan...” What's wrong? Why does he sound so weak? Is he sick?

“Can you still talk, Caiden? Where are you now?"

“I'm at home. Help me, Joan...” Caiden answered, sounding breathless.

What happened all of a sudden? Joan began to panic.

Delilah frowned upon seeing how anxious the woman looked.

“It hurts, Joan.”

Joan's chest immediately tightened as she began to panic.

"Are you okay, Joan?" Delilah stared at her with concern.

“Uhh... Ms. Young, I have to take care of something right now. Call the nurses or Larry if you need

anything!” With that, Joan grabbed her purse and dashed out.

What's gotten into her all of a sudden? But still, who called her? It looks like it's something urgent.

Delilah clutched her blanket, feeling slightly unhappy.

She feared that Joan and Larry's road to happiness wasn't going to be hindered by just a few minor

obstacles.

After all, life was so unpredictable that no one knew what would happen next. All she could do was

to pray for them, but the rest depended on their fate.

“Please go faster, Sir. I'm in a rush,” Joan urged the cab driver.

She was worried that Caiden'’s life was in danger. If they had met once at the hospital, who knew

what could happen next?

He always looks so healthy. How could he have suddenly gotten sick? Joan shook her head in

puzzlement.

Soon, the vehicle came to a stop.

“Caiden!” The woman banged on the door, not caring about the neighbors.

"Open up, Caiden!” she shouted.

"Hey! What's all the ruckus this early in the morning? I'm trying to get some sleep here!” a neighbor

bellowed.

“Sorry! It's an emergency. I'm really sorry,” Joan apologized.

“That doesn't mean you can bother other residents! That's illegal!” another neighbor called out from

her balcony.

Hearing the commotion, Caiden slowly got up and walked to his door.

“Sorry for the trouble.”

Click! The door opened.

Joan's felt relieved as soon as she saw Caiden.

Thank God he's okay. I wouldn't be able to live with it if something happened to him because I was

too late!

“I'm sorry again,” said Joan before heading in.

The woman on the balcony immediately became so captivated by Caiden’s good looks that she

couldn't hear Joan's apology at all.

“Are you feeling better? Does it hurt anywhere?” Joan quickly asked.

“I'm a little better. I felt so weak just now, so I called you. I'm really sorry for the trouble,” Caiden

murmured.