Chapter 39 Do You Remember This Place (Part One)

M City didn’t see a whole lot of showers during the summer, but now the autumn rains had been endless. The torrential rain went on and poured heavily until the next morning,

its sound muting everything else’s.

Fiona woke up to the storm. She stifled a groan as she tried to move her stiff and sore body from under the thin quilt. Before she could, she felt a heavy arm wrap around her.

Spencer was unceremoniously awakened by the ruckus, and as he opened his eyes sharply, he quickly scanned the whole room and immediately happened upon Fiona.

In a futile attempt to get out of bed quietly, she grabbed her clothes to cover herself up and tiptoed away as her legs trembled. Waking up from last night did not elicit shyness, only hatred and humiliation.

"Where do you think you’re going?" Spencer sat up on the bed slowly and lifted his eyes inadvertently to take in her features. Instead, he became slack-jawed as he saw the two scars running along her otherwise smooth back.

As she heard his deep, booming voice, Fiona stopped for a moment, only to remain quiet. Instead, she continued walking.

"Where did you get those scars?" he blurted out before he could restrain himself.

Fiona stopped on her tracks and reflexively turned around, trying to cover her back. She met his doubtful eyes with a sad smile. "Don’t you remember asking me why I was still alive the first time we met? I almost died once. The scars, of course, were left on the day of the car accident. There you go. Satisfied?"

His eyes darkened as he stared at Fiona. Ten years ago, when he rushed to the hospital and witnessed his mother die, there had been a little girl in the next room, fighting for her life.

"Are you satisfied now, with what happened last night? Are you happy you finally took you revenge on me?" she asked him without a hint of emotion.

Spencer finally came to his senses a moment after and looked back at her mocking expression. As he stood up and lifted the quilt, he saw the bloodstain on the sheet. His heart clenched, but he wore a cold smile. "No. I need to teach you how to satisfy me more."

She took notice of the blood on the messy bed and her eyes started to sting. She t

r. There was no sign of sunlight peeking through even in the early morning.

After ten minutes passed, the pair managed to pack up their stuff and go to the garage, driving straight ahead to the Cheng family residence.

The air inside the car felt stuffy and sticky. Fiona couldn’t help but frown.

Spencer stepped on the gas and drove the car to an empty road, away from the direction of their supposed destination.

Aside from a tiny squeak,

they continued on looking down the road wordlessly until they finally stopped at a high-speed intersection. Spencer stepped hard on the brake as puddles splashed on the roadside and the tires screeched violently against the cement.

Fiona sucked in a deep breath but managed to pull herself together quickly. She propped up against the door and looked out the window.

"Do you remember where we are, Fiona?" Spencer said, looking blankly ahead.

Fiona's heart beat faster.

The rain obstructed her view, but of all people, she could recognize that road sign from miles away—River Road.

Like a virus, the decade-old nightmare started to invade her body, spreading quickly into her cold limbs and heavy chest. And yet, her mind was most affected. Her breathing became even more labored as she started to touch the temples on her head, which suddenly hurt like hell.

Bang! Bang!

"Help! A car accident!"

"Please, help! Help!"

"Hello, is this the police? There’s been a car accident in River Road."