Chapter 10 A Gunshot

Looking at Kristen's receding figure, Fiona said, "I also think that you should find someone who is a good match for you. The marriage arranged by our parents is a burden on both of us."

"A burden? You mean to say you don't deserve me?" The triumphant smile on Spencer's face faded a little when he heard what Fiona said.

Without knowing why, Fiona nodded and replied, "You're right. I don't deserve you. You deserve someone better."

Squinting his eyes dangerously, Spencer took a step forward as Fiona raised her head and looked at him. She saw the storm in his eyes and found herself trapped firmly.

"It's good that you're aware of this. I'm going to marry you just for Grandpa's sake. Don't ever expect me to fall in love with you."

He stalked past Fiona and bumped into her shoulder as he went. There was a lot of tension in the air.

Fiona scowled and turned around. She found that Spencer was walking farther and farther away from her.

On the training field, Kristen was testing her weapon. Spencer marched over, stood beside her and shouted to the coach, "Give me the best weapon!"

The coach was taken aback, but handed the weapon to him. 'What the hell does Spencer want to do?' he thought.

Spencer looked stern as if he wanted to freeze the entire training ground with his icy aura.

Suddenly, soft footsteps approached behind him. A hint of coldness flashed in Spencer's eyes. He held up his weapon and immediately turned around, pointing it at the spot between Fiona's eyebrows.

She stopped short and her back went stiff. 'Does he want to kill me?'

"Spencer! What are you doing?" the coach cried out.

"Just shut up!" Spencer demanded in a dangerous tone.

Everyone around him, including Kristen, held their breath and kept mum. They couldn't understand why he was suddenly brandishing a weapon at Fiona with that awful look on his face.

Spencer waved his hand gently and stared at her. "Fiona, apologize!" he said coldly.

"W-what?" Fiona couldn't help but stutter.

"Apologize to me, Fiona!" he repeated.

Fiona opened her mouth. She felt like her heart was about to jump out of her throat, but she forced herself to be calm. "Did I say something wrong? If so, I apologize. I'm sorry."

She ought to be more sensible in the face of a life-and-death situation.

Her voice was so meek that even Spencer couldn't help but feel sorry for her.

"The marriage arranged by our parents is a burden on both of us."

"You're right. I don't deserve you. You deserve someone better."

Fiona's words echoed in his mind. Suddenly, he realized that he was angry about this. He did not move for a while. After a long time, he squeezed the trigger just a bit, and his arm slowly dropped.

Just as everyone felt relieved, Spencer suddenly raised his hand again and looked at Fiona.

Swoosh!

The sound of the gunshot echoed in the air!

"Spencer! No!"

Screams of horror fell in Fiona's ears. Her brain went blank. She had no time to think, let alone react! She felt something slipping past her right ear; it almost hit her head.

Suddenly, something smacked onto the ground behind her. She turned around and saw a sparrow at her feet. It was dead. There was a hole in the bird's head.

He was warning her.

'So if I annoy him, will he kill me too?' Fiona thought to herself.

He suddenly spun around and started shooting at the moving target several hundred meters away. It was plain to see that he was venting his anger.

"Put it away!" After shooting the target, he tossed the weapon to the coach. Then he said to Johnson, who was standing next to him, "Send Kristen away after a while."

"Yes, sir!" Johnson said and saluted him politely.

Fiona stood still as she watched Spencer walking towards her. She was about to say something, but he passed her by and continued walking straight ahead as if he hadn't seen her.

Meanwhile on the training ground, Kristen took great pleasure in Fiona's misfortune, but she too felt terrible when Spencer got angry. So she didn't say anything. She turned around and asked the coach, "What were Spencer's results?"

"His bullet hit the bull's-eye."

'What?'

Fiona was shell-shocked. She was finally regretting agreeing to Wayne's request.

In the base, night fell. Spencer walked alone towards the canteen. It was time for dinner. There was a separate kitchen in the white building, but he didn't want special privileges. Unless there were guests at the base, he would always dine with everyone else.

He had been reflecting on his behavior the whole afternoon. No one had dared to disobey him like this before. It must be because of the enmity between Fiona and

him that he wanted her to suffer. That must be it!

The canteen was noisy. Everyone was discussing Spencer and Fiona after today's fiasco. As soon as they saw him walking in, everyone immediately went silent.

Spencer didn't bother to say anything. He just served himself the food and started eating by himself. "Why didn't you bring Fiona with you?" Eric asked fearlessly.

"It's none of your business," Spencer snapped without raising his head.

Eric shrugged and asked, "So shall I take her dinner to her place?"

"How dare you!" Spencer was livid at Eric's suggestion. He immediately raised his head and stared at him fiercely. "Doesn't she have hands or feet? You don't have to take food for her. Just eat your own food!"

"All right, Spencer!"

Eric saluted and sat next to him.

Spencer ate very slowly through the dinner and he raised his head at the sight of anybody entering the canteen.

But alas, none of people who entered was Fiona. She didn't show up for dinner at all.

After dinner, he took a detour, which took him past the building where she was living. He observed that the light in Fiona's room had been turned off. Anger rose in his heart all of a sudden. He waved his hand and continued strolling.

'To hell with you, Fiona! I won't care about you anymore.'

The next morning, no birds were singing, no blue sky or sparkling water. All you could hear was the sound of training.

Spencer was glaring at everyone like a hawk. If someone displeased him, he would yell, "Run with weights, 50 kilometers!"

"What's wrong with Spencer today? He's in foul mood." Everyone gathered and whispered to each other.

"Fiona must have made him suffer a lot!" Daniel remarked confidently.

"Is it because Spencer wanted to sleep with her, but was kicked out? It seems like he's taking out his anger on all of us."

"It's very possible!" Eric commented with a mischievous smile.

"Ha-ha!"

They all snickered secretly. Spencer turned around and narrowed his eyes. "What are you morons laughing at? Why don't you share your happiness with me?"

"Well, nothing!"

Everyone exchanged glances with each other and scattered like frightened birds. Soon they had escaped from Spencer.

Spencer was enraged. The morning exercise was done and Fiona was still nowhere to be seen. Anger had been boiling within him the entire night so he stomped towards her place.

Fiona was in deep sleep when there was a loud bang outside her bedroom. It sounded like someone had kicked the door in.

"Fiona? Fiona! Come out right now!" Spencer marched towards the bedroom and called out her name once more.

Fiona quickly scrambled up on her bed using her hands to support her body. Before she could say anything, Spencer kicked the bedroom door open. He stood at the door and stared at her like Satan.

"What's wrong? What happened?" Fiona was terror-stricken.

"What is the time right now? Are you still sleeping?" Taking a step inside, he squinted intimidatingly at Fiona and barked, "Get up and follow me!"

"What? Where are we going?" Fiona frowned. "I...I'm not feeling well. Can't you wait for a moment?"

"Not feeling well? Oh?" The expression on Spencer's face softened a bit. He noticed her pale face and the dark circles under her eyes. "What's wrong with you?"

"I..." Fiona's face turned red. "It's nothing. I just have a stomach ache."

"Stomach ache?" he repeated. "There's an doctor at the base. Let's go and see him."

"No, thanks!" Fiona waved off his offer. "I'm fine..."

"What's the matter? Why are you hesitating?" Suddenly, Spencer stepped forward and grabbed her arm to pull her out of bed.

"Oh my God! What are you doing?" Totally unprepared for this move, Fiona almost tumbled into his arms. The moment she stood up, she felt a rush of heat from her lower abdomen. 'Oh, I'm so screwed.'

Spencer was about to curse when he saw a small bloodstain on the bed sheet. Realizing what was happening, he asked, "Do you have your period?"

Fiona was mortified and her face turned red. She stared at Spencer astounded and asked, "How did you know?"

He pointed in the direction of the bed.

Fiona's eyes widened in surprise as she realized what had happened. She turned around and rushed to the bed to cover the bloodstain with her quilt hastily. She spluttered, "Well, go out! I'll come right away!"

Spencer didn't say anything; instead he took off his coat and stepped forward to put it on her shoulders. Before Fiona could react, he gently lifted her up in his arms.

"Oh no! What are you doing? Put me down!" she cried, hiding her face.

"You also have some blood on your butt," Spencer remarked calmly.