"Is this the ambulance? Please, rescue them!"
"Ahhh!"
Fiona covered her ears and shut her eyes at once, screaming in horror.
"Ten years ago, my mother got into a car accident here," Spencer said, ignoring her screaming. "It was a stormy day like this. I went to the hospital to try and see her one last time, but I was too late. I arrived, but they had already covered her with a white blanket from head to toe. I couldn’t even see her face. Do you remember that?"
How could she forget something like that? It had been that day when her life was also ruined.
"Stop it..." Fiona squeezed out every word painfully through gritted teeth.
"Because of the car accident, two women that once warmed my life left me." Spencer grabbed the steering wheel as his eyes turned red—whether it was because of anger or sadness, Fiona couldn’t tell. Instead, he asked, "Fiona...should I hate you or not?"
Tears welled up in her eyes as she opened them. "Why would you? Are you just finding an excuse to hate me? I didn't do anything! You’re not the only one who continues to be burdened by that day!"
She quickly turned, opened the door, and walked out into the rain.
"Fiona!" Spencer lunged immediately, but only managed to grab her by the hem of her shirt. He roared as he pushed the door open and rushed after her.
Fiona’s eyes were closed as she dashed mindlessly into the rain, the accident playing out in her head over and over. The blood, screams and stifled cries echoed in her head. The scars on her back reminded her even more of what happened as dull pain set on. She cried, for it was the only thing she could do. "Mom..."
At this moment,
a car was roaring along the highway, speeding towards Fiona’s direction. Fiona stood still, her eyes still closed.
"Fiona! Damn it!" Spencer ran to her and pulled her into his arms. The car sped past just as he cursed loudly.
"Mom..." Fiona pressed her face against his neck and murmured.
Their clothes were soaking wet. He grabbed her shoulders and shook her. "I thought you still wanted to see me suffer. Do you want to die? Did you want to get hit and killed?"
"Isn’t that what you wanted?!"
"I won’t let you!" Spencer roared over the heavy rain. "I’m here, and as long as I am, I still have to torment you! I won’t let you go until then."
Fiona didn’t say anything in reply. He grabbed her arm and dragged her back into the car, making sure to lock the door.
Meanwhile, the Cheng family members were patiently waiting for the couple. Only Ethan, who had business to attend to, was absent from the o
ubborn even when you’re sick?"
"Here!" Anna stood underneath the doorway of a bedroom. "Put Fiona on the bed now."
Without saying a word, Fiona let Spencer carry her in. As soon as she felt the warm sheets and the soft pillows, she drifted off into a deep sleep. In fact, she didn’t even noticed when the doctor came.
"How’s it going?" Wayne sat anxiously on the sofa, asking as soon as he saw Spencer go out with the doctor.
"The patient is just having a fever and has already been given an injection. She just needs a good night’s rest, then she’ll feel all better."
"That's good. Has Fiona fallen asleep?" Wayne asked.
"Yes."
"Spencer, come here. I have to talk to you." Wayne gestured towards his grandson.
"Okay, Grandpa." He nodded his head towards Victor. "See that the doctor finds his way out."
"Yes, sir!"
Spencer walked towards his grandfather. "So, Grandpa, what is it you want to say to me?"
"Last night, you and Fiona..." Wayne began. "If you two really got together, then why are you barely talking to each other?"
He pursed his lips. "She’s just shy."
"I told you to stop lying to me!"
"I am not! Well..." Spencer trailed off as he fumbled in his pocket for something.
"What are you looking for?"
"Our marriage certificates!" Spencer then put down his hand. "I forgot that we got changed. I have them in the pocket of the shirt I was wearing yesterday."
"You got marriage certificates with Fiona?" Wayne's eyes lit up.
"Yes, we got the certificates yesterday." Spencer nodded. "If you don't believe me, it takes one phone call to find out if I’m lying to you."
"Well done!" Wayne grinned wider. "Then, I won't have to worry about your marriage every day."