Fiona’s words slightly appeased Spencer, but he still scoffed nevertheless. He gave Fiona a stubborn look. "Eat if you are hungry."
She raised her eyebrows. Sighing, she then tried to prop herself up with her arms. 'How pitiful I am! In order to appease Spencer, I have to eat the food brought by him thought I'm already full.'
He put his hands on his hips, frowning at the sight of her limping. Finally having enough of it, he strode over to help her.
"Aahhh!" She shrieked, surprised by the unexpected embrace.
He held her in his arms, carrying her towards the table. "Fiona."
"Yes?"
"You’re a married woman. Don’t let yourself be carried around by other men. Don’t you understand how much people love to gossip nowadays?" Spencer was glaring at her.
"I..."
"You what?" he scoffed. "Did you even hear what I said?"
Fiona’s eyes glinted with sudden realization. Was he jealous of Ryan? It couldn’t be. The thought somehow amused her.
Noticing how dazed Fiona was, Spencer frowned.
"Hey! Did you hear me?" "What? Yes, of course I did," she hurriedly replied, suddenly feeling embarrassed.
Laughing at herself, she wondered how she could even think someone as arrogant as him could ever experience jealousy.
She spoke up while they ate, disturbing Spencer’s thoughts. "When are you going to leave?"
"Are you leaving?" He raised his head.
"I have to work on my sketching, especially since I need it for credits. I can’t leave my room, but I think I can do it here," she explained.
"Then I’m staying too."
"Don’t you have any business to attend to?"
"I’ve finished everything I wanted to in the past month. I can relax a little bit now. They won’t miss me even if I don’t go for three days or so."
"The past month?" Fiona muttered, then nodded. "Right, you’ve been working at the base for a month."
"You..." He narrowed his eyes, annoyed at her indifference. ‘She doesn’t even know how long I’ve been gone!’ he thought to himself. He threw down his chopsticks angrily on the table. "When I’m at work, you must send me messages very day, and call me every other day."
"Why?"
"It’s an order!"
She wanted to refute him, but suddenly remembered that her phone had been thrown away. She bit her lips. "Leona threw my phone away."
"No big deal. I’ll just buy you a new one when we get back," he replied.
"Thank you, but it’s okay." Fiona waved her hand. "I can go buy it myself."
"Pfft! I know you'll buy a cheap one." He frowned.
"I can do it for you. You don’t have to worry about it." "Alright then."
She nodded. Spencer glanced at her with a satisfied look. He could buy a phone later, the same brand as his, and install a world-class location tracker. That way, she wouldn’t get lost again!
Oh, and a listener in case Ryan called her!
Spencer’s thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door.
"Fiona! It’s me!" Sophia shouted.
"Why is she here again?" Spencer stood up.
Sophia glared at Spencer as soon as the door opened, then ran to Fiona with a sketchpad. "I told the teacher about your situation, and she allowed you to sketch in here."
"That’s great!" Fiona cheerfully took the sketchpad from her friend. "Thank her for me."
"I already did." Sophia smiled. "Anyway, she already scheduled us for sketches, so it’s time for me to go."
"Wait!" Fiona called out, looking worried.
"What’s wrong?"
"You’re not with Leona, are you?" Fiona asked.
"Leona?" Sophia pursed her lips. "I heard she didn't feel well last night so she went down the mountain and quit sketching. I wouldn’t go sketching with her even if she wanted me to, anyway."
"Down the mountain?" Fiona threw Spencer a confused look.
"Yeah, whatever. Anyway, I have to go. Rest well!" Sophia rushed out of the room.
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