That afternoon, Spencer guided Fiona into his car as they left together while a crowd of students eagerly stared at them.
"I’d give anything for Mr. Cheng to treat me like that!"
"Why’s he allowed to drive off with her just like that? I want my dad to pick me up, but our teacher doesn’t even allow it!"
"I don’t think your father has the amount of influence that Mr. Cheng has on the school. How dare the teacher offend him?"
Sophia pursed her lips discontentedly as she listened to their gossiping.
She wanted to roll her eyes because of how clueless they sounded. At the thought of this, she suddenly sighed. The Cheng family was one of the most powerful and richest in M City, though they had a lower profile than other families. They could do whatever they wanted. Of course Fiona couldn’t do anything against them.
Fiona sat in the back seat on the way back to M City. Johnson was an ever so skilled driver—she didn’t feel the slightest bit of swaying.
"Did you tell Grandpa that I got hurt?" she asked.
"I told him you sprained your ankle, but I didn’t mention that you rolled down the mountain," Spencer, who sat beside her, responded. "He’ll be worried to bits if I did."
"That’s good." She breathed a sigh of relief. "Grandpa has a bit of a temper, so don’t let him give a reason to blow his fuse. Just listen to what he has to say, and follow his orders."
His phone then suddenly rang through
the quiet atmosphere inside the car.
He took it out of his pocket. Upon seeing who was calling, his demeanor visibly changed.
It was Celine.
Fiona lifted her head in curiosity. She hesitated as soon as she saw the name on the screen, then looked away.
The vibrating phone felt hot in Spencer’s hand. He glanced at Fiona out of the corner of his eye before turning around and accepting the call.
"Hello?"
"Spencer! When are you co
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.
versation, seething with annoyance. 'How can Wayne care so much for Fiona but not me? Why couldn’t he have chosen her instead for Spencer? Did Wayne drive me away so ruthlessly at that time just because he preferred Fiona?' She was drowning in her own thoughts.
The night was getting cold.
Fiona had just finished eating dinner up in her room. The nanny hadn’t come to clean up yet, and so Spencer came up first.
"Are you finished?" he asked.
She nodded quietly. She certainly didn’t expect that he would come up voluntarily to clean up the dishes for her. "No, it’s okay! I’ll clean them myself."
"No, just sit down!" Spencer quickly packed up the dishes before she could protest. "I’ll be back soon."
The door shut behind him. Fiona frowned as she became even more confused.
"Ahem!" The cough came from Celine’s room.
Spencer hesitated for a moment before setting down the bowl and chopsticks near the door.
He then knocked three times.
"Come in! Ahem!"
"Are you feeling better? Your cough still seems pretty bad." Spencer pushed the door open, a hand in his pocket.
"Spencer!" Celine immediately brightened up at the sight of him. She grinned and immediately ran.
"Slow down!" Spencer frowned. "You look so frail."