Chapter 17 A Great-grandson (Part Two)

"Fiona, thank you so much. Have you eaten yet?" Wayne asked.

"Yes, I have, Grandpa," Fiona answered with a bright smile. "I'm good. Please eat up."

"By the way, will you go to the base with Spencer this afternoon?" Wayne asked.

"No, I won't," came Fiona's short response.

"Why not? Is Spencer bullying you?"

Spencer was eating with his head down when he heard Wayne's words. He shuddered and rushed to say something before Fiona could reply, "Grandpa, I'll be very busy next month. Even if she came with me, I wouldn't have the chance to accompany her."

"I see!" Wayne nodded. "Then you won't come back the next month?"

Looking at Fiona, Spencer shook his head. "No, I won't."

"So you don't know when you two will meet again? How am I supposed to have a great-grandson?" Wayne remarked with gloom.

'Great-grandson?' Fiona's embarrassment and surprise were evident on her red face.

"Ahem!" Even Spencer was caught by surprise. He coughed out grains of rice and quickly reached for a bottle of water. After recovering, he said angrily, "Grandpa, how could you ask for a great-grandson when your granddaughter-in-law is barely an adult?"

'What an ass!' Fiona screamed in her thoughts. Spencer was pretending to be a good guy in front of Wayne, and yet he had almost raped her in the car yesterday. 'Jerk!'

"I'm an old man, Spencer. I only have one wish left and you won't even let me say it!" Wayne glared at Spencer with anger. "As much as it pains me, you're the only young man in the family who can fulfill this wish. And you're very seldom at home. If only you had a brother or a sister! But it's impossible now. The only thing I can do is wait for my great-grandson! What's wrong with that?"

Fiona realized that Wayne really didn't consider Celine as his granddaughter. But it made complete sense. After all, she wasn't his blood descendant. She didn't even come back when Wayne got sick.

Meanwhile, Spencer was floored. It took a moment before he could open his mouth to respond. "I'm sorry, Grandpa. You're right. Let's see if I can give you a great-grandson."

Wayne was so angry that he threw the spoon he was holding in Spencer's direction. He then turned to Fiona and said, "Fiona, I won't speak to this brat anymore, but I will speak to you."

"What is it, Grandpa?"

"I want you to give birth to my great-grandson as soon as possible. I'll be looking forward to that day every minute of my life. I'm begging you."

Fiona was at a loss. She only managed to say, "I have to go to college first, Grandpa." 'After all, I can't just take a kid to college with me,' she thought. Besides, why did she have to have a baby with Spencer?

Spencer lowered his head and resumed eating, not wishing to take part in the conversation anymore.

After Wayne had finished his meal, Fiona walked out of the ward with Spencer. Fiona sighed. She wasn't even able to mention her intent of breaking off the engagement and Wayne unexpectedly put the pressure on her to give him a great-grandc

hild. What should she do?

"Where do you live, Fiona?" Spencer suddenly asked.

"Didn't Grandpa tell you?" Fiona raised her eyebrows.

"No, he didn't."

"Well then, you don't need to know." With those words, Fiona shrugged her shoulders and turned around to leave.

"Fiona!" Spencer's quick temper made him forcefully grab Fiona's arm.

"Don't touch me!" Fiona didn't want anybody to touch her, especially Spencer. Biting her lips, she struggled to take a step back.

His heart sank as he said, "Okay, I won't touch you. But do you honestly think I won't find out if you don't tell me?"

"I don't care."

Throwing a look at Wayne's room, Spencer swallowed his pride and said, "Fiona, don't talk to him about breaking off the engagement. Plus, you promised you'd give him his great-grandson!"

Fiona only turned her head away and didn't respond. She was hoping to discuss the topic with Wayne alone, without Spencer.

"Don't think that I don't know what you're up to!" With a stern look, he ordered, "Follow me."

Caught in his grip, Fiona could only ask, "Where are we going?"

"Just follow me." Spencer dragged her by the arm.

They arrived at the office of Wayne's attending doctor. Spencer pushed the door open and entered.

"Ah, Spencer! What brings you here?" The doctor stood up after seeing them.

Spencer pointed at Fiona and asked, "Can you tell her about Grandpa's condition?"

"Okay." The doctor nodded and offered them a seat.

"No, thank you. This won't take long." Spencer dismissed his kindness with a wave and continued, "Get to the point."

"Of course." The doctor turned to Fiona and said, "The old man's condition is pretty stable right now, but there still remain a number of threats to his health. Given his advanced age, his physical function isn't as good as it was before. He shouldn't be stimulated or stressed or it could easily aggravate his illness."

"Did you hear that?" Spencer asked as soon as the two of them left the office.

"Yes," Fiona nodded.

"So when I'm not with you, please restrain yourself and just focus on trying to make Grandpa happy. Don't say anything that might stress him out."

"Okay," she replied reluctantly.

He gave her an incredulous look and asked, "Why do you always make me worry?"

Raising her head, Fiona stared at him. "It's fine if you don't believe me, but there's nothing you can do if you don't trust me, is there?"

"Damn it! No one has ever threatened me like this!"

Fiona snorted, "If you want me to not say anything about the engagement, I have one condition."

"Tell me!" Spencer blurted.

"Stay away from me. Stay far away from my sketchpad, and don't force me into anything."

"Force you into what?" A smirk played on Spencer's lips as he moved closer to Fiona.

"You..." Fiona's fright made her heart race. She quickly stepped back and shouted, "Spencer, don't come near me!"

"Humph!" With a sneer, he stepped back, put on his hat, and walked away. "It's a deal, Fiona!"

"That's a deal!"