"Wronged?" Spencer snorted arrogantly. Suddenly he thought of Ryan and said, "Terence, I think someone likes Fiona."
His friend was not surprised at all. "I just met her once, but I can tell that she is an amazing woman. It's not unusual that someone would be interested in her. It is your reaction that is surprising."
"Why is that?" Spencer asked, raising his eyebrows.
"You look nervous, jealous even, I would say," Terence remarked shrewdly.
"Jealous? Me?" The muscles on Spencer's face twitched. "You are good at reading people!"
"Isn't it true? Come on. Don't be so stubborn," Terence coaxed with a smile.
"No, I am just excited!" Spencer said with a twinkle in his eye as an evil smile spread over his face. His eyes were like a bottomless pool where a storm had begun to form.
"For what?" Terence asked with trepidation.
"I've found a way to make her suffer!"
Terence was taken aback. He looked at him carefully and sat up straight. "So many years have passed. Shouldn't you let it go now? She did nothing wrong. It was just an accident. She is so young. Are you really going to destroy her?"
"Haven't you always known that I want to destroy her?" There was a menacing smile on Spencer's lips. "I suffered when I was eighteen. I want her to know what it feels like."
"Spencer, your grandpa will not spare you," Terence reminded him worriedly as he held his friend's shoulders tightly. He was afraid that he would do something terrible.
"I won't let Grandpa find out!" He narrowed his eyes and thought to himself, 'Fiona, I won't let you be cocky anymore!'
"Spencer..."
Terence tried to persuade him to change his mind but was interrupted by Spencer. "Shut up! I know what I am doing."
"All right!" Terence said with resignation. "Then, let's drink!" He was unable to think of a way to help his friend.
"Okay!"
"Is it okay for you to drink?" Terence asked. "You can't work as a drillmaster while you're drunk, can you?"
"I am taking a break from that place for some days. It's so annoying!" Spencer stood up and followed Terence to the first floor.
"Then why don't you come to my office and help me? We have recently joined hands with a new overseas online gaming company, and we're going to test our game. Perhaps you can help us with that."
"Let's talk about it later." Spencer walked over to the bar counter and asked, "Which is your most expensive wine?"
Putting his hands in his pockets, Terence replied with a smug smile, "I won't tell you because then I will have to open it today."
"Humph! So stingy!" Spencer looked around the wine cabinet. "Fine! I'll find it myself."
Meanwhile at the infirmary of D University, Fiona had been asleep for a long time. When she finally opened her eyes, she saw someone sitting next to her bed. It was Ryan.
"Oh, you're up?" Ryan was thrilled to see Fiona awake. He came closer to her and asked gently, "How are you feeling now?"
"Have you been here the whole time?" she asked, supporting herself with her hands to sit up.
"Yes, I was worried about you," Ryan explained with a shy smile.
A warm smi
w nothing, huh? Fiona, I will catch you cheating on me red-handed!'
"You're here!" Wayne said with a broad smile. "How's the training going? Are you tired?"
"I'm fine Grandpa. How are you feeling?" she asked.
"Oh, I'm all right." Wayne waved his hand. "Come and sit next to me."
Fiona sat on the edge of his bed. Next to her was a silently glowering Spencer.
An uncomfortable silence hung in the air and Wayne sensed it. He frowned and asked, "Spencer, Fiona is here. Why don't you say something?"
"We meet every day. There is nothing new to talk about," he replied distractedly. He was playing with a lighter.
Wayne resumed his conversation with Fiona. "I heard he is your drillmaster now. Did he bully you?"
'Why is Grandpa behaving like he just found out about this. Wasn't he the one who asked Spencer to be a drillmaster? Or was it Spencer's decision?'
She was confused. Biting her lower lip, she stated, "No."
"Ah, that's good." Wayne smiled at her lovingly. He took both their hands and put them together. "You both should hurry up and give me a great-grandson as soon as possible."
Fiona was about to say something to pacify him when Spencer held her hand and rubbed his callused finger on her delicate skin. He grinned and said, "Yes, Grandpa. You won't have to wait too long."
Fiona was startled. Looking at Spencer‘s meaningful smile, she became more and more nervous.
"Ha-ha! That's good." Wayne thought to himself, 'Now that Spencer has agreed, there is hope!'
As they walked out of the ward, Spencer informed, "Fiona, next week I will resume as your drillmaster."
"What? You..." Fiona had so many questions to ask him but she didn't know where to start.
He strode away with a cocky look before Fiona could say anything. She was rooted to the spot.
A message popped up on her phone.
It was from Ryan.
"Hi, I'm rehearsing in the auditorium. Come over when you have time!"
Watching Spencer's disappearing figure, Fiona's heart sank. The desire to break off the engagement arose within her stronger than ever before.