Chapter 48 I'm Home (Part One)

Fiona woke up the next morning with no recollections of what had transpired the other night other than drinking herself to stupor before Spencer arrived. She groaned as her head pounded with a piercing headache, a reminder of her previous actions. She joined Spencer, who was already having breakfast. She eyed him warily. He said nothing to her. Though, he was very much eager to get her drunk again.

The first week of October had passed, putting an end to their short vacation and with that, numbered the days before they held Spencer and Fiona's wedding. They ate their breakfast in silence. When they'd finished, they set out for the Cheng family residence.

The sparse courtyard of the Cheng family residence was skillfully decorated. Each setting was carefully planned, detailed to perfection to hold the wedding of the century. Everyone was busy and excited.

Everything was almost set up. The Cheng family handled everything like they meant business, dealing it with efficacy, ensuring its utmost quality in the process.

"Grandpa!" Fiona and Spencer greeted Wayne as soon as they arrived at the residence. They found him resting on his chair. He looked up as they entered the room.

"Fiona, Spencer!" Wayne greeted them with a warm smile, and gestured for them to come closer as he put on his glass to help him with his presbyopia.

"What are you doing, Grandpa?" Spencer took off his coat as he sauntered over to Wayne and claimed the chair next to him.

Before Wayne could answer their question, Anna descended the stairs. "Your grandpa was busy with finalizing the guest list for the wedding. He insisted to personally attend to it." She didn't bother to stifle her chuckle or her amusement.

"I can't thank you enough, Grandpa. You shouldn't have." Fiona could not help but be touched by Wayne's efforts, which she had appreciated with utmost sincerity. Although she didn't want to marry Spencer, she couldn't help but feel overwhelmed by Wayne's love for her and his efforts to make everything as perfect as possible.

"You know I want nothing but the best for you, my dear, and I most certainly enjoy doing this for you." Wayne took off his glasses and smiled wistfully. "Now off with you two! You both need to prepare yourselves for the wedding! There's still so much to do and the wedding is in two days! I'll be sure to give you the grandest, the most extravagant wedding you two deserve! Fiona's finally joining the Cheng family, we'd better give her our warmest welcome."

"We are most sincerely happy with your efforts, Grandpa."

Anna turned her attention to Spencer and said, "With regards to your best men, will Terence and Eric be amendable to the roles? Would you add more to the list?"

"Eric and Terence will be enough," Spencer answered. He strode over to the table, carefully picking up a photo album and casually flipping over the pages.

"Would you like to have your classmates as your bridesmaids for the weeding, Fiona?" Anna asked her.

Fiona tensed and shook her head. "I don't think so. I've been made aware that they ar

t have to. I won't tell Grandpa."

"Don't assume that you could make decisions for me." Spencer turned to his side as they both drifted off to a fitful sleep.

When the morning came, Fiona finished her breakfast as she prepared to leave for the cemetery. She was just coming out of the door when she was greeted by the sight of Spencer in his car.

"Where are you heading to?" Fiona asked. She couldn't seem to wrap her head around the fact that Spencer waited for her. But for what?

"I'll accompany you to the cemetery. Hop in," Spencer casually answered.

"Are you sure about this?"

Spencer's patience snapped as he said, "You were the one who said that Grandpa insisted! Get in and shut up!"

That definitely pulled Fiona from her daze as she stared at him dumbly. "O-okay." Fiona nodded as she scrambled to the passenger seat, fastening her seat belt. The engine purred to life as they set off to the cemetery.

Spencer knew the cemetery located at the western suburb of M City like the back of his hand. It was after all, his mother's last resting place. They had buried her there ten years ago and since then, he had visited her countless times. He had never visited Fiona's parents though, even if they were resting only a few grave sites away.

Though he never had visited them himself, he always requested Terence to place flowers before the gravestones of Fiona's parents every time he visited.

They walked through the path leading to where Spencer's mother was put to rest, the wind whistling through them as they trekked upwards. They stopped in front of her gravestone; Fiona laid down the flowers she brought as she bowed her head to pay her respects.

Then, Fiona left for her parents' grave sites. She stopped as she gazed on the portraits of her parents. Spencer stood a few steps behind her as he observed Fiona.

"Mom, Dad, how are you?" Fiona said, her voice soft as it was carried by the wind. She squatted down as she brushed off the debris and the dried leaves that cluttered around her parent's tombstones.