A Touch of Sweetness (Finnick Norton and Vivian William) novel Chapter 126

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 126

“Errr… When we found the handkerchief, I’ve already tried contacting Mr. Jackson, but he’s currently attending a design conference overseas and his phone has been switched off. As such, we haven’t been able to reach him.”

“Then think of a way to contact him!” Finnick roared. “Ask him to come here immediately after you manage to reach him!”

“Understood, Mr. Norton,” Noah answered, his face as pale as sheet.

Finnick was no longer able to focus on the endowment model displayed on his computer screen. Instead, he proceeded to wheel himself out of the room swiftly.

Noah followed behind hurriedly as he heard his boss ask, “Has Vivian gotten back home?”

“Molly had just called to inform that Mrs. Norton is already at home.”

Only then did Finnick’s tensed expression soften. Just then, he suddenly noticed that he was still holding onto that handkerchief and threw it towards Noah with a look of disgust. “Throw this thing away. Also, acquire the factory which manufactured this handkerchief and shut it down. I don’t ever want to see a similar handkerchief appearing anywhere in this world again.”

Noah felt like he was being placed in a tough spot as he asked, “But how about Mr. Jackson… “

“Just do as I say!” Finnick yelled before Noah was able to complete his sentence.

Vivian was already asleep when Finnick reached home.

She did not sleep well last night while sharing a bed with Finnick. As such, she had been feeling exhausted the whole day and went to bed immediately after finishing dinner and washing up.

The moment Finnick entered the room, he saw Vivian curled up on the bed. She was hugging the blanket tightly and wearing the silk camisole nightgown which Molly had bought for her. Her delicate shoulders and bony back were all exposed.

Finnick couldn’t help but frown at the sight.

Vivian had a sleeping habit of hugging the blanket instead of covering it over her properly. Often, the man would wake up in the middle of the night and place the blanket over her, for fear that she might catch a cold.

Why did Molly buy her such a thin nightgown? Is she not aware that it’s easier to catch a cold that way?

After Finnick shut the door, he stood up from his wheelchair and walked to Vivian’s bedside, wanting to cover her with the blanket. However, right when he stood by the bed, the woman turned around and the blanket slipped off her body completely.

Vivian was stunned for a second before realizing that she was dressed in her new pajamas and blush of embarrassment spread across her cheeks. “I was only away for a day and didn’t expect Molly to throw away all my old pajamas when I came back. This is the only one left.”

Vivian was suddenly regretting returning home the day before. Not only did it not benefit her in any way, but she had also even presented a window of opportunity for Molly to act.

Indeed, she was no match for those people who had been working for the rich and powerful for a long time.

“Oh, how’s your wound?” Finnick suddenly remembered something and grabbed Vivian’s wrist. Pulling it out from underneath the blanket, he saw the cotton gauze on her wound which was already shifted out of place. “You didn’t change the dressing again? Vivian William, can you stop worrying others?” The man said with a frown.

After getting reprimanded by Finnick, Vivian recoiled a little as she was slightly fearful. “I’ll change it immediately,” she replied.

Just as Vivian was about to climb out of bed, Finnick pressed her back down. “Let me do it. It won’t be easy using only your left hand.”

The man left and returned speedily with some cotton buds and medicine, and started changing the dressing for Vivian.

Vivian had already lost count of the number of times Finnick helped to change her dressing since the day she got injured. However, whenever he did it, her cheeks never failed to heat up as she felt his warm breaths falling on her arm.