A Touch of Sweetness novel (Finnick and Vivian) novel Chapter 845

As dawn broke over the horizon, a man was seen still seated by the window. It was Finnick.

Yes, he had not slept a wink all night.

He spent the entire time sorting out his work, albeit fruitlessly.

"It's been a long night. You ought to go get some rest.," Vivian said as she passed a glass of warm milk along.

"Why are you up so early?" Finnick turned to regard her affectionately. His weariness seemingly dissipated in an instant.

The sight of the people one wanted to see the most tend to have that psychological effect, no matter how rough a time one was going through.

"I got up because I couldn't sleep."

Vivian's heart ached at the sight of the puffiness and dark rings under Finnick's eyes.

Why must they be made to undergo this ordeal right after life has started to become a little more settled for them?

Vivian had no answer for that and did not hope for an explanation either. All she knew was that she needed to be rid of these problems so that they may have some days of solace.

Regardless, there were pressing issues that had to be addressed first.

"Go on and get some sleep. I'm going to get some groceries."

Vivian wanted to make sure Finnick was properly nourished.

Spending long nights like these would surely take its toll on his body otherwise.

"Okay, be careful out there," Finnick said gently as he held her hand.

Vivian acknowledged that under her breath as she watched Finnick settle himself into the bed. She then drove out in the car.

Not to the market, but to the Morrison residence.

In her esteem, the only recourse for a comeback was by recompensing the losses the company incurred.

With their own money close to being depleted, she could only approach Benedict behind his husband's back.

She would also like to see if her brother would be willing to aid them covertly. That might offer them some hope of saving the company.

With this in mind, Vivian stepped on the gas and headed for the Morrisons.