Her Secret Mate novel Chapter 49

Downhearted for a period of time, Francis tried to adjust his mood. He found that he couldn't get over it, nor could he not pay attention to Fiona.

He only liked her.

If the God gave him another chance, he would definitely not hesitate to express his love for Fiona before Jeremy. He would take the opportunity first.

But how could there be so many "if" in the world?

He sighed and asked in confusion, "Are you going to give up such a good opportunity of studying just because of him?"

"No..."

She shook her head and denied. She was just thinking about how to persuade Jeremy.

It was such a good opportunity. She would not give it up for no reason.

"That's good. I'll pick you up tomorrow. I'm leaving now."

"Alas!"

Fiona wanted to stop him, but Francis walked so fast that she was caught off guard.

With an envious look, Gail shrugged her shoulders. She gazed at her enchanting face and said, "You're the luckiest woman in the world, aren't you?"

She not only had a husband named Jeremy, the second young master of the Fu family, but also Francis, the school hunk who loved her so much.

People would be wildly infatuated with these two men, but they chose the same woman at the same time.

"Are you kidding me? I'm so annoyed." Fiona stared at her.

These troubles lasted till she came back home. Ella had already cooked dinner. Seeing that Fiona was not in a good mood, she asked with great expectations: "Mrs. Fiona, are you unhappy?"

The corner of her mouth twitched. Jeremy had asked her to pay close attention to Fiona. She didn't know if she should make a call to inform him.

Fiona blinked her eyes for a second and then lowered her eyes, annoyed, "Have I shown my unhappiness so obviously?"

Ella nodded decisively.

She liked Fiona very much. She didn't behave like a hostess at all. Instead, she talked to her from time to time and even came to the kitchen to help her. It was absolutely impossible for other rich young ladies to help her.

Fiona took out the cosmetic mirror and carefully checked her face, trying to squeeze a smile.

"I'm back."

The sound came back before he arrived.

As soon as she heard the sound, she jumped to his feet and dashed towards him.

"Why are you so happy?" Being happy was a little unusual, Jeremy looked at her carefully.

As he was in a good mood, he wouldn't suspect anything between her and Francis. So, she naturally took his hand and went to the restaurant.

Jeremy was stunned when he came to his seat.

"Just eat." Fiona nudged him.

Staring at her hand, Jeremy put his hand on the back of hers and answered, "It's good."

Her face flushed red, and she wanted to withdraw her hand, but Jeremy said, "Please hold my hand, I like it."

Ella was so fed up with them that she had to sneak away, otherwise she would be killed by the public display of affection.

The two were sitting at the table. When Jeremy saw that Fiona looked hesitant but tried to pretend as if nothing had happened in front of him, he said decisively, "Just tell me what you want to say."

She had tried so hard to find this opportunity. If he turned a blind eye to it, it would be useless for her to take the initiative.

Fiona scratched her head and said, "I do have something to tell you."

She sat straight and said earnestly, "But you have to promise me that you won't be angry, and you must trust me absolutely."

"You are my wife. Who else can I trust?

It's impossible for me to trust an outsider, isn't it?"