A Touch of Sweetness (Finnick Norton and Vivian William) novel Chapter 1170

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 1170

“Oh? An ordinary friend, huh? Why don’t I have such a wealthy friend who won’t stop approaching me? I was there when he was about to start a fight with Fabian, okay? You don’t have to worry! Your secrets are safe with me! Why don’t you tell me everything now?” Helen raised her hand, indicating she swore upon her name.

“I have nothing to tell you! Also, you need to stop spreading baseless accusations!” Hannah was conscious it was another one of his sister’s attempts to pull her leg. She soon put on a serious front and warned, “It’s fine for you to join him for a meal, but you’re not allowed to take anything he offers you, okay?”

“Huh? Why? Don’t you know I’m a conscientious woman? How can you ask me to let someone down?”

Hannah was rendered speechless by her sister’s shameless reply.

“Can you please take this seriously? Are you aware of the awaiting you if you accept his offers?” Hannah would never allow her sister to accept Xavier’s offer because she knew how awful it felt to be indebted to someone, especially when she was still indebted to Fabian.

“Okay…” Helen replied with her lips pouted.

Knock! Knock! Knock!

Suddenly, someone knocked on the door.

Hannah was afraid another odd figure might show up, but she still said, “Come in.”

“Ms. Young, Mr. Norton has instructed us to bring another bed here.”

Hannah stared at the bed with an open mouth and thought to herself. Why has he brought this bed here? Is he serious about spending a night in the ward?

Meanwhile, Helen came to a revelation when she saw the bed being wheeled into the ward. Is this where Fabian is going to sleep?

She exclaimed, “He’s such a brilliant man!”

Prior to her departure, Helen leaned over and whispered in Hannah’s ears, “You need to appreciate him, okay? You can’t afford to let such a lovely man slip out of your grip.”

After they departed, Hannah was left behind with an asleep Winson.

Sitting on the bed, Hannah muttered to herself, “Is Fabian everyone’s favorite? Why has Helen grown fond of him so soon?”

She heard the sound of the leaves rustling outside of the window. As a result, Hannah’s mind was all over the place again. Whenever she was alone, the image of Fabian would cross her mind.

His flawless facial features, sturdy figure, as well as his pair of big palms he had always used to tease her, flashed back in her mind. Hannah shook her head and tried to shrug his image off her mind, yet her effort was to no avail.

“Wow! You’re a man with a deep pocket!” Helen announced with her eyes widened in disbelief when she saw the Rolls Royce that was parked in front of the entrance.