Chapter 38 Prove Your Innocence (Part Two)

"Fiona, hi!"

Fiona looked up when she heard the familiar voice. At the sight of Ryan's worried expression, the tears she had been holding back flowed freely.

Ryan's joy quickly turned to concern when he saw tears streaming down her cheeks. He ran towards her and asked "What's wrong? Why are you crying? What happened?"

"Ryan..."

"Tell me what's wrong, Fiona." He held her hands. "What happened?"

"I..." But Fiona thought it was better to not let Ryan in on her problems. She shook her head and wiped off her tears with the back of her hand. "I'm sorry, Ryan. It's late and I have to go back now," she said coldly.

Before Ryan could protest, Fiona had sprinted away. There was nothing more in the future for her and Ryan after all. She had lost the kindest and friendliest man she had ever known. Plus, she worried about what Spencer would do to Ryan once he knew about him.

"Fiona!" Ryan rushed to stop her from leaving and managed to grab her arm. With a great frown on his face, he asked again, "What's wrong? Why are you suddenly acting cold?"

"I don't know what you're talking about. I've always been like this," Fiona said, not wishing to meet Ryan's gaze. "Please let go of my hand, Ryan. It's improper for a man to grab a woman like this."

"Fiona, you..." Ryan's eyes widened in disbelief. "But back in the auditorium, you... I thought we had something."

"I'm sorry if you misunderstood anything." She bit her lips before she could say anything more. "I have to go."

Ryan yanked Fiona's arm, pulling her closer to him. It was the first time Ryan had exposed his angry side to her. With patience running thin, he said in a grim tone, "Tell me what happened."

"Let me go!" Fiona struggled.

"I won't! Whatever it is, I'll be here to protect you!" Ryan said with determination.

"I don't need your protection!" she blurted as she struggled to break free from his arms.

Anger and sorrow quelled in Ryan's heart. As he fixed his eyes on Fiona, his feelings took hold of his senses. He held her cheek in the palm of his hand and planted a kiss on her lips.

"Ryan..." Andrew, who was watching from a short distance, was stunned.

But Fiona's eyes widened with horror when she felt Ryan's lips touch hers. Ryan wasn't thinking straight. Desperate, he thought that the only way to stop Fiona from leaving was to kiss her.

The dim light only added to the romantic ambiance.

There was a faint smell of soap coming from Ryan's body that Fiona thought particularly pleasant. But before she could fall into his charms, she snapped back to her senses. She pushed him away, horrified at what had just happened. Trembling, she asked, "What are you doing?

Her push surprised Ryan who staggered to keep his balance. Looking at Fiona's shocked expression,

Drugged one night by her ex-boyfriend, a mysterious man took advantage of her in an ecstatic night filled with sex.

To take her revenge, she married the man, and used him.

"As long as I'm alive, I'm still his legal wife, while all of you are just his mistresses."

She remained adamant even when he was involved in scandals with other women.

Eventually she stormed off after she learned that he had betrayed her again.But life brought her back to him a few years later, to his astonishment.

t made her body tremble.

He easily pinned both of her hands to keep them from struggling.

Fiona screamed. But the sound of heavy rain rendered her shouts inaudible. She felt humiliated as he slowly exposed every bit of her skin. But there was nothing she could do except lay there and close her eyes.

Spencer was completely dominating her. The strong smell of alcohol emanating from him overpowered even her senses.

With every bit of her strength, Fiona tried to struggle. But each time that she did, Spencer would pin her down with more force, making it impossible for her to get away. "Ugh! Bastard... Let go of me!"

Spencer's vision dimmed. How could he let her go at this point?

With one thrust, Fiona felt a tremendous pain surge between her legs. The sting was so great that she couldn't help but wince and cry. As her eyes filled with tears, she turned to look at the man on top of her.

'So this is what sex feels like,' she thought. She felt as if her strength had been sucked out as Spencer moved quickly and thoughtlessly.

Seeing her tears, Spencer frowned. A mix of different emotions flashed through his eyes.

But what was done was done. Fiona had stopped shouting but her hands were still trying to push his shoulders away.

The more he moved, the more Fiona felt that she was losing control over her own senses. A strange feeling was trying to break out of her body and a weird sound was coming out of her mouth.

Spencer's lips curved into a smile when a soft moan escaped her lips. His thrusts went quicker, more forceful. This enthusiasm made Fiona feel ridiculed. She bit her lip to keep herself from making the strange noise. Her body felt hot, but her heart felt colder than ice.

Outside, the rain was still pouring heavily and its sound masked what happened in the room. Just like that, everything was different.