Take Me Away novel Chapter 70

That afternoon, Spencer guided Fiona into his car as they left together while a crowd of students eagerly stared at them.

"I’d give anything for Mr. Cheng to treat me like that!"

"Why’s he allowed to drive off with her just like that? I want my dad to pick me up, but our teacher doesn’t even allow it!"

"I don’t think your father has the amount of influence that Mr. Cheng has on the school. How dare the teacher offend him?"

Sophia pursed her lips discontentedly as she listened to their gossiping.

She wanted to roll her eyes because of how clueless they sounded. At the thought of this, she suddenly sighed. The Cheng family was one of the most powerful and richest in M City, though they had a lower profile than other families. They could do whatever they wanted. Of course Fiona couldn’t do anything against them.

Fiona sat in the back seat on the way back to M City. Johnson was an ever so skilled driver—she didn’t feel the slightest bit of swaying.

"Did you tell Grandpa that I got hurt?" she asked.

"I told him you sprained your ankle, but I didn’t mention that you rolled down the mountain," Spencer, who sat beside her, responded. "He’ll be worried to bits if I did."

"That’s good." She breathed a sigh of relief. "Grandpa has a bit of a temper, so don’t let him give a reason to blow his fuse. Just listen to what he has to say, and follow his orders."

His phone then suddenly rang through

the quiet atmosphere inside the car.

He took it out of his pocket. Upon seeing who was calling, his demeanor visibly changed.

It was Celine.

Fiona lifted her head in curiosity. She hesitated as soon as she saw the name on the screen, then looked away.

The vibrating phone felt hot in Spencer’s hand. He glanced at Fiona out of the corner of his eye before turning around and accepting the call.

"Hello?"

"Spencer! When are you coming back?" Celine’s muffled voice came through the speaker.

"I’ll be home soon," he answered in a low voice. "Has your cold gotten worse?"

"I got a fever."

"Go see a doctor." Spencer pursed his lips. "Where are you right now?"

"I’m in Cheng family residence. The doctor has already checked me."

"Okay, then. I’ll be right back. Let’s talk about it when I get home."

"Okay. I’m waiting for you."

With an unreadable expression, he hung up the phone and turned back around to see Fiona sketching. She waited for him to speak, but he simply bit his lips and stayed quiet. She flashed a mocking smile and turned back her attention to the sketchpad.

There was a complete silence on their way back to

the Cheng family residence.

Spencer got out of the car, then leaned back down to carry Fiona out, only to see that she’d turned slightly away from him. She didn’t know exactly why she felt her heart suddenly ache.

"What’s wrong?" He felt frustrated. Once again, he had no idea what was wrong.

Celine stood in the midst of the conversation, seething with annoyance. 'How can Wayne care so much for Fiona but not me? Why couldn’t he have chosen her instead for Spencer? Did Wayne drive me away so ruthlessly at that time just because he preferred Fiona?' She was drowning in her own thoughts.

The night was getting cold.

Fiona had just finished eating dinner up in her room. The nanny hadn’t come to clean up yet, and so Spencer came up first.

"Are you finished?" he asked.

She nodded quietly. She certainly didn’t expect that he would come up voluntarily to clean up the dishes for her. "No, it’s okay! I’ll clean them myself."

"No, just sit down!" Spencer quickly packed up the dishes before she could protest. "I’ll be back soon."

The door shut behind him. Fiona frowned as she became even more confused.

"Ahem!" The cough came from Celine’s room.

Spencer hesitated for a moment before setting down the bowl and chopsticks near the door.

He then knocked three times.

"Come in! Ahem!"

"Are you feeling better? Your cough still seems pretty bad." Spencer pushed the door open, a hand in his pocket.

"Spencer!" Celine immediately brightened up at the sight of him. She grinned and immediately ran.

"Slow down!" Spencer frowned. "You look so frail."