Chapter 67 Put Her Down

"Does your foot hurt? Let me see!" Before Fiona could say anything, Spencer had rushed to her side and lifted her foot to check it.

'I was just pretending. Didn't he realize that?' she thought as she looked at him.

"Does it still hurt?" Spencer asked as he gently rubbed her foot.

Fiona shook her head. She felt touched by his sweet gesture.

A few steps away, Sophia watched the two of them with growing curiosity. 'Something isn't right,' she wondered.

"Sophia," Fiona called. "I can't walk properly because my foot's injured. I don't want to sketch today. Can you tell the teacher for me?"

"What? Oh... okay. But you haven't had your breakfast," Sophia said.

"It's none of your business!" Spencer stared at Sophia. "I'll have someone send breakfast to her. You have no business here. Get out!"

"How rude!" Sophia stomped in anger. "What's wrong with me being here?"

Fiona sighed as the two bickered. Not wishing to be caught in the middle of a fight, she pulled the blanket off her and tried to get out of bed.

"Hey, what do you think you're doing, Fiona?" Seeing her struggle, Sophia quickly rushed to her side to help her. "Why did you get up?"

"Go back and lie down!" Spencer frowned. "Your foot's injured. What are you standing up for?"

Fiona threw him an incredulous look and replied, "Since the two of you wanted to argue, I thought I'd give you the room."

Sophia was speechless for a moment, and then she managed to reply with a smile, "I'm sorry. I'm just worried about you. Please sit down. We'll behave."

Spencer only shrugged before taking out his phone. "I'll just make a call to Grandpa and have someone bring you breakfast. As for you, quit talking so Fiona could get some rest!"

Fiona nodded. When Spencer turned his back, Sophia made a face, making Fiona laugh.

Sophia helped Fiona back into the bed and covered her with the blanket. "Hey, Fiona," she said as she held her hand. "Did you sleep with Mr. Cheng last night?"

The question came out of nowhere. Fiona was speechless, but the color on her face told Sophia everything she wanted to know. Her face turned red at the thought of what they'd done last night.

"You don't have to answer," Sophia said with a sigh. "I can tell by your expression that you did sleep with him."

"I..." Fiona didn't know why, but Spencer looked so handsome last night. Could she have fallen in love with him?

"Didn't you say he bullied you? Sure, he saved you yesterday, but have you lost your mind?" Sophia was fuming. "Do you think he'd just magically be good to you from now on? And didn't you say you were going to divorce him? And you promised we'd study abroad together! Have you forgotten?"

From red, Fiona's face turned white. "No, I haven't forgotten."

She could never forget the first time she met Spencer and how he told her he wished she were dead. Nor could she forget how he dragged her to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get their marriage licenses. And

table made the two turn around.

Spencer had brushed the plate off the table, breaking it into pieces at his feet.

"Spencer!"

"Shut up!" Spencer shouted over Fiona's plea.

"Mr. Cheng!" Ryan called out fearlessly. "Please behave yourself around Fiona. She's still traumatized by the incident yesterday and you're stressing her out."

"How I treat her is none of your business!" Spencer growled as he marched towards the bed.

"Mr. Cheng!"

"Ryan, please!" With a hopeless look on her face, Fiona grabbed Ryan's arm. "Please leave us, Ryan! I need to talk with Mr. Cheng."

Ryan opened his mouth but no words came out. Seeing the look of embarrassment on her face, he had no choice but to agree. "Please rest well, Fiona. I'm leaving now. I have classes this morning, but I'll come to visit as soon as I'm free."

"Thank you, Ryan," Fiona said with sincere gratitude.

Ryan gave Fiona a reassuring smile before turning to walk out of the room. He felt pain in his heart when he walked past Spencer. 'Why did you ask me to leave, Fiona? Could you tell I was upset?'

As soon as Ryan left, Spencer sneered, "What did you two talk about?"

"Nothing. It was just small talk." Fearful of where the conversation could lead to, she asked, "Did you call Grandpa?"

"Don't try to change the subject!" Spencer was livid. Recalling how Ryan held Fiona in his arms made him shook in anger.

The room was silent but the atmosphere was nothing but tense.

Fiona tried to explain, "Ryan just came to check on me. I was so hungry that I couldn't wait for you to get food. I told him what happened yesterday, and that was when you arrived. That's all that happened."

"Then why was he holding you? Tell me!" Spencer glowered at her.

"Well... I didn't expect he'd do that." Fiona kept her voice low. "You came in before I could even struggle." She looked up at Spencer, trying to assess his expression. "Did you bring breakfast with you? I'm still hungry. So hungry..."