A Touch of Sweetness (Finnick Norton and Vivian William) novel Chapter 1755

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 1755

Nancy swallowed. Suppressing the tremors in her heart, she said, “I didn’t do anything wrong. I’m not in an affair. Jory and I are just old friends. We’re not as despicable and dirty as you think!”

“She’s right. It’s you who keeps coming to my office and disrupting my work. Do you want me to call the police?” Jory said with a stern expression. He was livid, causing others to shudder.

Gabriella was so furious that she could not speak, her anger hovering like a dark cloud over her head.

She then smiled at Nancy disdainfully, masking her malice.

“I really envy you. No matter where you are, some guy will always have your back.” When she was done speaking, Gabriella turned to pick up the handbag on the sofa. As she headed toward the exit, she slammed into Nancy’s shoulder, forcing her a few steps back.

Gabriella’s strong perfume suffocated Nancy, invading her senses from all directions as if it were deadly poison.

Although Gabriella had left, her words remained deep in Nancy’s heart. Gabriella was not wrong. She was a greedy, shameless, and unfaithful woman.

For a long time, Nancy stood still with her hand on Jory’s wrist. He then reached out with his other hand and held hers. Only when his warm palm touched her hand did she snap out of it, freeing her own hand and slowly moving away from Jory.

“My rebuttal just now… was it powerless? Did I sound unconfident?” she whispered, her voice faint.

“Actually… I really like being with you…”

As soon as Jory heard those words, he felt more secure. It was such an unrealistic feeling that he wondered if he had fallen into a third dimension.

He was so happy that he simply stared at Nancy, admiring the smile on her face. Her smiling eyes reminded him of pink cherry blossoms. At that moment, her smile was the only thing that mattered.

Nancy’s dress fluttered beautifully as she walked past him. Jory did not know where he got the confidence and courage from, but the moment she was about to pass by him, he reached for her wrist again.

He held her tightly as though she was going to disappear the next moment and he would never see her again. It was as if he were drowning and holding on to his last chance at survival.