Take Me Away novel Chapter 67

"Does your foot hurt? Let me see!" Before Fiona could say anything, Spencer had rushed to her side and lifted her foot to check it.

'I was just pretending. Didn't he realize that?' she thought as she looked at him.

"Does it still hurt?" Spencer asked as he gently rubbed her foot.

Fiona shook her head. She felt touched by his sweet gesture.

A few steps away, Sophia watched the two of them with growing curiosity. 'Something isn't right,' she wondered.

"Sophia," Fiona called. "I can't walk properly because my foot's injured. I don't want to sketch today. Can you tell the teacher for me?"

"What? Oh... okay. But you haven't had your breakfast," Sophia said.

"It's none of your business!" Spencer stared at Sophia. "I'll have someone send breakfast to her. You have no business here. Get out!"

"How rude!" Sophia stomped in anger. "What's wrong with me being here?"

Fiona sighed as the two bickered. Not wishing to be caught in the middle of a fight, she pulled the blanket off her and tried to get out of bed.

"Hey, what do you think you're doing, Fiona?" Seeing her struggle, Sophia quickly rushed to her side to help her. "Why did you get up?"

"Go back and lie down!" Spencer frowned. "Your foot's injured. What are you standing up for?"

Fiona threw him an incredulous look and replied, "Since the two of you wanted to argue, I thought I'd give you the room."

Sophia was speechless for a moment, and then she managed to reply with a smile, "I'm sorry. I'm just worried about you. Please sit down. We'll behave."

Spencer only shrugged before taking out his phone. "I'll just make a call to Grandpa and have someone bring you breakfast. As for you, quit talking so Fiona could get some rest!"

Fiona nodded. When Spencer turned his back, Sophia made a face, making Fiona laugh.

Sophia helped Fiona back into the bed and covered her with the blanket. "Hey, Fiona," she said as she held her hand. "Did you sleep with Mr. Cheng last night?"

The question came out of nowhere. Fiona was speechless, but the color on her face told Sophia everything she wanted to know. Her face turned red at the thought of what they'd done last night.

"You don't have to answer," Sophia said with a sigh. "I can tell by your expression that you did sleep with him."

"I..." Fiona didn't know why, but Spencer looked so handsome last night. Could she have fallen in love with him?

"Didn't you say he bullied you? Sure, he saved you yesterday, but have you lost your mind?" Sophia was fuming. "Do you think he'd just magically be good to you from now on? And didn't you say you were going to divorce him? And you promised we'd study abroad together! Have you forgotten?"

From red, Fiona's face turned white. "No, I haven't forgotten."

She could never forget the first time she met Spencer and how he told her he wished she were dead. Nor could she forget how he dragged her to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get their marriage licenses. And she knew that the memory of how he and Celine kissed each other on their wedding night would forever be imprinted in her mind.

Just then, their conversation was interrupted by a knock on the door.

It was Ryan carrying a breakfast tray. "May I come in?" he asked.

"Ryan, please come in!" Sophia stood up and ushered Ryan to the dining table.

After setting the food on the table, he walked up to Fiona with a smile. "I thought you could use some breakfast so I brought you food. That doesn't sound flirty, does it?"

"Of course not." Sophia smiled. "I'm happy you came, Ryan. I'm so hungry, but I can't go out to eat because I'm worried about leaving Fiona alone. Since you're here, I can go now! See you two later!"

With that, she happily dashed out of the room, leaving Ryan and Fiona looking awkwardly at one another.

"So, how's your foot?" There was a look of genuine concern on Ryan's face.

"It's much better now. Thank you for asking." Fiona gave him a warm smile. "I'm sorry I made you worry."

"I'm just glad you're okay," Ryan said as he sat on the edge of the bed. "Well, I hope you're hungry. I'll help you to the dining table."

It was then when Fiona realized that she hadn't eaten anything since yesterday's incident. The threats to her safety made her hunger seem like a petty concern. But safe on her bed, she could feel her stomach grumbling. She quickly nodded and thanked Ryan for his help.

Ryan held her arm as she walked to the dining table. As she took her seat, he carefully laid out dishes in front of her. "Eat up and finish everything."

"Oh, I will," she said with enthusiasm. Fiona spooned food and ate with much gusto.

"Take your time. Chew your food," Ryan reminded. He looked at her fondly as he poured her a glass of milk. "Drink this. It will help you recover quickly."

"So what brought you here, Ryan?" Fiona asked.

"Sophia called me and said that something happened to you, so I hurried here." He raised his hand to wipe off crumbs beside her lips. "I'm glad you're okay."

The gesture made Fiona a bit uncomfortable that she instantly stopped chewing. She felt her face turn hot as soon as her skin met his touch.

But Ryan didn't seem to notice. He watched her with a caring expression on his face. 'Nothing happened between me and Leona. And it's Fiona I care about. Nothing's wrong with that,' he thought.