Take Me Away novel Chapter 31

Fiona stepped out of Building 8 and considered her next move. After a while, she decided to call Wayne.

"Hello, Fiona," Eric greeted as he saw Fiona hanging up the phone and walked up to her. "Are you sure you want to go back to your dorm room? Why not stay?"

Fiona looked flushed. She didn't know how to explain herself. "Eric, we're in the university, not the base..."

"Got it." Eric leaned towards Fiona. "You don't want outsiders to know your relationship with Spencer, do you?"

Fiona forced a smile. "Well, I'm leaving," she said.

"Okay. Take care."

"I will." Fiona nodded and left hurriedly.

The next morning, the loud chattering of freshmen filled the playground of the D University. A large group of girls outside were looking at the area where the art school freshmen were.

Spencer, who was guiding them, looked at the girls staring at them and asked, "What are those girls looking at?"

"They're looking at you," Sophia answered..

The girls around her erupted in laughter.

"What are you laughing at? I'm being serious!" Sophia said, raising her eyebrows.

"Why are they looking at me? I'm not a panda or something," Spencer retorted.

"Because you're handsome!" one of the girls said, causing a burst of laughter.

"Am I handsome?" he asked the girls.

"Yes!" the girls answered in unison.

"What about you? What do you think?" Suddenly, Spencer stepped in front of Fiona and looked at her intently. "Why didn't you answer my question? Am I handsome?"

Fiona felt her cold temper subside at the sight of Spencer's warm smile. She forced a smile, took a deep breath, and said, "Yes."

Spencer nodded with satisfaction and straightened up. "I admit that I'm good-looking. But being handsome can only take me so far! I can't make a living out of it. A person must act according to their ability and perseverance to protect their country. Everyone should do the same. Therefore..."

"Therefore what?"

Spencer took out his phone and dialed a number. "Get rid of the crowd outside the playground," he said through the phone. "No one is allowed to gather there." "Well done, Mr. Cheng!"

"Mr. Cheng,

who were you calling?"

"Mr. Cheng,

can you make small talk with us?"

Spencer frowned. "Hey, you three! Get out!" he demanded.

The three girls looked shocked. They did not expect to be called out. Their bodies shrank as they walked out of the group in shame. Then, in a softer yet firm voice, Spencer said, "Run twenty laps around the playground."

"What?"

"Mr. Cheng..."

"You have three seconds to do as I say." Spencer started counting. "One, two..."

Before he could say three, the girls panicked and started doing as they were told.

"They deserve it! They badmouthed Fiona yesterday." Sophia smiled coldly.

Fiona recognized the three girls. They were the ones who spoke ill of her the day before. Was Spencer giving them a hard time for her sake? She shook her head. She knew that wasn't possible.

"I'll punish them who talk a lot." Spencer squinted threateningly at the girls as they ran laps. "Everyone else can rest."

Cheers burst out from the company. The all sat on the ground as Spencer stayed in his excusive tent.

Sophia was starting to feel bored as she browsed the school forum. Suddenly, she saw a familiar face. "Fiona!" she called out.

"What?"

The others all stepped forward to take a look. The top story was entitled "The story between a freshman and a drillmaster."

The post contained a few photos, but it had garnered thousands of comments.

A photo showed Fiona and Eric standing in front of Building 8, talking and laughing.

"It's really Fiona!"

"I saw this drillmaster before!"

"Do you know him, Fiona?"

Fiona's brain buzzed. She could feel everyone's curious glare on her skin. She wondered why anyone would take photos of her.

"What were you doing here?" Spencer heard all the chatter about Fiona. He walked up to the group huddled together and ordered Sophia to show him her cell phone.

Sophia looked hesitantly at Fiona. Before she could decide if she would hand it over, Spencer grabbed it impatiently. When he saw what everyone was look at, his face darkened.

What made him angry was not the photos, but the comments.

"Please give me the girl's name and phone number."

"This is the first time I've seen someone look gorgeous in a military uniform. What a goddess!"

"Which school is she from?"