Meeting You Was Fate

"I forbid you to say that, Ethon." Fiona trembled as she felt her heart sink in depression. Although she felt the same way deep inside, she could not help wondering why she had such a sense of premonition.

"You must stay by my side, do you hear me? I will protect you." Suddenly, Ethon's eyes lit up. A light smile spread across his face. Only in front of Fiona could he smile so heartily as if he were a child.

Shyla's nose was red, and her eyes were slightly puffy. She had tears in her eyes, and there was a kind of raging jealousy in her heart that could not be expressed.

For a moment, Shyla was touched by what Ethon had just said, especially the words "you must stay by my side, and I will protect you." Shyla had lived for more than 20 years. Since primary school, boys had been chasing after her, but none of them had ever said such sweet words to her.

A promise was like a beautiful butterfly that could disappear and not be seen again in the blink of an eye. Nonetheless, a woman still liked to hear promises, especially if they were from the lips of the man she loved. Hearing such words made a woman very happy.

A lump formed in Fiona's throat. She nodded, her eyes still slightly red. She was stunned for a few seconds, and her reactions seemed to slow down after hearing Ethon's words.

"You little bitch! Do you think you deserve my son? Look at you! You don't deserve my son at all! And you have the gall to want to marry him. I'm telling you, even if you get married, I won't take you as my daughter-in-law. You better give up now." Monica could no longer control her anger. Gritting her teeth, she strode up to Fiona. She looked haughty and was ready to curse the poor young woman with the most vicious language she could speak.

Hearing Monica's malicious words, Fiona kept silent. After all, Monica was an elder, and she was Ethon's mother. Besides, it was not the first time that she had spoken ill of her. Fiona had always been docile since childhood and could bear others' verbal attack against her.

"It's up to me whether we get married or not," Ethon answered in a firm voice, his handsome face now stern and domineering.

the Yu Family, so

"While the priest climbs a post, the devil climbs ten." Aged ginger was more pungent than younger ones. Ethon was a simple and innocent man, while Monica, on

do anything rashly, but this time, he found himself trapped in his mother's schemes and threats. He did not really expect that her mother would try every means to separate him from Fiona. She had really spent a lot

question. What if Shyla were not the mayor's daughter? What if she were just an ordinary woman? Would you still like her that much? Would you still want me to

she could not utter a single word to refute her son. How could he say such words in front of her and Shyla? How dare he spew some thinly

are meant to rule, much like lions don't give birth to mice. Similarly, human beings can't choose their family. Whose future do you think is better, a lion or a mouse's?" Monica held her breath. After a few seconds of silence, she answered Ethon's question. She made an analogy,

a cage and is doomed to perform at the crack of a whip

Ethon had just

a word in response. She was on the verge of exploding. She really wanted to slap Fiona across the face, but she could not do it because Ethon was standing right in front of her. He

really have nothing else to say." Irritated, Monica picked up her expensive Prada bag and threw it at Ethon with all her

a swooshing sound as

Monica's surprise, Ethon just stood there with an arrogant look on his face. He did not even try to avoid her attack. Monica's face turned bright red with mixed

an umbrella, cosmetics, her car keys, and a pile of

bag hit Ethon right in the face and