Take Me Away novel Chapter 11

"You have blood on your butt," Spencer said calmly.

"What?" Fiona was flustered. She grabbed Spencer's coat and used it to cover her butt.

Looking at her pale face, Spencer forgot all his intent of teaching Fiona a lesson.

Caught in his arms, Fiona grabbed his collar and shouted, "Put me down! I can walk by myself!"

"Why are you so stubborn?" Spencer glanced at the woman he was carrying. "I know it's troublesome when women have their period."

"I'm not being stubborn. Do you even know how improper it is for a man to touch a woman like this? Put me down! I can walk!"

"Don't move!" Spencer held her tighter to keep her from struggling.

"Where are we going?" Fiona asked anxiously.

"The infirmary."

"I don't need to go to the infirmary. I swear, I don't!" Fiona pleaded, with embarrassment and anger quelling inside her. "I'm begging you, please put me down. If you continue carrying me like this..." A surge of dizziness overpowered her before she could finish her words. She struggled to continue her thoughts.

"Then what?" Spencer didn't care about her threats. He had already walked downstairs while carrying her. "We're going to get married soon. It's normal for us to be intimate. You have to get used to it."

"Why should I get used to it?" Spencer's body made Fiona feel warm all over. She quickly turned away from his face. "Our marriage is fake. You'll live your own life while I'll keep to my studies. We will not interfere with each other."

"Well, it's you who want to live with me. I don't even want to give you the chance. I'm not interested in you. Plenty of other women are fit for these arms. It's just the circumstances that require me holding you," Spencer said.

"Then put me down! You're holding me too tight. I can't move."

"That's exactly what I'm going for." A smile appeared on Spencer's face.

"You..." There was nothing Fiona could do but furrow her brows and remain silent as Spencer carried her to the infirmary.

"What's wrong? Do you feel pain?" Spencer asked.

"Yes," Fiona answered reluctantly.

"So you didn't go to the canteen to have dinner last night?"

"How do you know that?"

"I guessed," Spencer said without looking at her. He kept his gaze ahead. "Why didn't you call me?"

"Why should I call you?" Fiona asked.

"You..." Spencer stopped in his tracks and glanced at Fiona. "Grandpa asked me to take care of you."

"I can take care of myself," Fiona said as she lowered her eyes. She didn't know how she could possibly live with a temperamental man like him.

Spencer held his breath and continued, "Don't think that I have no idea what you're thinking about. Don't do anything that will make me angry in the future."

Fiona's eyes widened in disbelief. "How could I possibly piss you off?"

"If you don't piss me off, would I have treated you that way on the training ground yesterday?" Spencer responded in a stiff tone.

Fiona still felt a little scared after what happened yesterday. She whispered, "I don't know how I irritated you. Did I say anything improper to Kristen?"

"Do you think so?"

"No." Fiona shook her head and pulled herself closer to him. "Can you put me down?"

"No."

Fiona sighed and said, "Can you stop treating me like this, Spencer? If I do something wrong, tell me and I'll change."

"Just keep being obedient and I won't be angry."

"Spencer!"

"Spencer!"

As the two walked along, they met several people who stopped and saluted Spencer.

"Hmm." He clung tighter to Fiona and kept on walking.

The people who saw them could barely hide the smiles on their faces, which made Fiona's face turn red in embarrassment. She closed her eyes and pretended to have passed out. 'I will never come back here again,' she thought.

It was then that Spencer lowered his head and saw that Fiona's eyes were closed. Some strands of hair were gently resting on her face and her long lashes were slightly fluttering. There was a flush on her face that made her cheeks look rosy. He thought that she looked very beautiful. It felt nice to see her obediently lying in his arms and surrendering to his control.

Fiona had a glimpse of how strong the arms that carried her were as Spencer brought her all the way to the white building. His breath kept steady and they were able to reach the infirmary in a short matter of time.

"Oh, what brings you here, Fiona?"

There was only a male doctor in his forties in the infirmary. Seeing Spencer walk in carrying Fiona, he quickly stood up. "Is her foot injured?"