It was early in the morning on New Year's Day. The usual loud chanting of slogans after the morning exercises was missing, but Fiona was awakened by the loud voices outside in the corridor.
"Come here, quick! This is our apartment!"
"Why did you come here this early?"
"My dear, see? This is the food I cooked for you!"
Fiona yawned as she rubbed her eyes. When she was properly awake, she realized that a new family had entered the apartment building.
"You're awake?"
She heard Spencer's delightful voice. She turned to look at him and saw him smiling at her with his chin propped up on his hand.
Trying not to blush, she calmly said, "It's time to wake up."
"Did you sleep well?" Spencer asked her affectionately.
Fiona froze as she thought about his question. She remembered how Spencer had deliberately insisted that they sleep in the same bed last night. He slept like an octopus, putting his hands and legs all over her. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't shake him off her. Last night, she had turned her back to Spencer, but had suddenly felt something hard on her butt. She had felt so scared that she couldn't move. She had secretly hoped he would move away, but he didn't. Eventually, she had drifted off to sleep.
"Why aren't you answering me?" Spencer asked. He suddenly wrapped his arms around her and held her as he buried his head into her chest.
"I slept well," Fiona said, trembling.
"Well, I didn't," Spencer said in a muffled voice. Then, he raised his head and continued in a disappointed tone, "Do you know how hard it is for me to just hold you and not do anything else with you?"
Fiona's eyes went wide with shock when she heard him. She pushed him away and blushed red, feeling shy. "You jerk!"
"Hey! You're my wife. This is not me being a jerk. It's just love."
"You..." Fiona immediately sat up on the bed and stared at him cautiously, with her hands grasping her clothes over her chest. 'Why does he suddenly seem like a different person?' she wondered. He had been such a mean bully before, but now he was a completely different person. She wasn't used to him being this way.
Watching Fiona sunk in her thoughts, Spencer tousled her hair and planted a kiss on her cheek. "Shall I take you to the auditorium for the rehearsal today? I have to check the seating arrangement."
"What? Oh..." Fiona blushed and nodded. Spencer turned around and started getting ready.
He secretly wore a smile on his lips as he felt ecstatic. He was bewitched after all. After pouring out his feelings to her, he couldn't control himself anymore. He just wanted to hug her and kiss her all day long. All these years of controlling himself had become pointless now. He was drenched with love.
The two of them got ready and left. As they walked out the door, they saw many people—a little girl holding onto her doll, a pregnant woman, and a cute newlywed couple. Fiona couldn't help but smile.
"Mr. Cheng!" Several subordinates greeted him as he walked past them.
"Hmm," Spencer nodded. "It's New Year's Day today. Relax and don't work too much."
"Yes, sir!"
Spencer said a few words to them before leaving with Fiona. They were turning around the stairs when they heard some people talking.
"That's your leader? He looks so cool!" a girl said.
"He looks so young and promising!"
"Who is that woman beside him? She's so beautiful!"
"She is his sister, right? She looks so young!"
When Spencer heard them, he held Fiona's hand more firmly and muttered, "A bunch of rude girls just called you my sister! Do I look that old?"
Fiona smiled, "Mr. Cheng, you are just 27. You are not old at all."
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