A Touch of Sweetness (Finnick Norton and Vivian William) novel Chapter 1512

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 1512

“I’ll dispose of them immediately and order takeout.”

His face darkened when he said that, as though he was frustrated with himself.

“Dear.”

Joan rushed over and embraced him tightly. In a sweet voice, she muttered, “You already tried your best. Even though the seasoning in some dishes is a little off, the rest are alright.”

“Really? But they taste so awful.”

Even though he was still upset, his mood lightened slightly. “My cooking is hopeless.”

“No! That’s not true.”

Joan found it amusing that Larry was sulking like a child. “If you want to learn to cook, I can teach you. Come on, let’s head into the kitchen.”

“Maybe next time. The thought of the kitchen irks me right now. I don’t want to set foot into it for the time being. Let’s just order takeout.”

He was clearly still unhappy with himself.

“You have to mend my broken heart,” he uttered, staring at Joan earnestly.

“How am I supposed to do that?”

A glint of amusement flashed in her eyes.

“Using your body!”

Before Joan could register his words, he was already pouncing on her.

“No! The delivery will arrive any time now. Let’s eat first.”

Luckily, she was swift enough and avoided him.

“Fine. We’ll have dinner first.”

He reluctantly acquiesced to her demand.

After dinner, Larry took the initiative to ask Joan to teach him cooking.

The dishes he made today disappointed him greatly. Since young, he had always excelled in all that he did.

“Not yet. But you can wait inside.”

As an employee of the company, Joan was friendly to all potential clients. “Do you require my assistance?”

“No need. I’m just waiting for a friend here. You can go ahead and carry on with your work.” Carl made it a point to be considerate.

“Alright. I’ll go in first. See you.”

With that, she turned and left.

“See you! Hope we’ll get to meet again,” said Carl politely as she walked away.

We’ll definitely see each other again.

After ensuring she was inside the office, Carl waited a little longer before returning to his vehicle.

In fact, all that was a ruse; an excuse he invented so that he could talk to Joan.

After he boarded the car, he made a phone call to someone and briefly gave a few instructions before he hung up and drove off.

Time flew by, and it was already nightfall, which was time for Joan to end work.