Take Me Away

"What's your phone number?" Spencer asked as he stepped out of the ward.

"I can't give it to you. I don't have a cellphone," Fiona replied nonchalantly.

"You don't have a cellphone? How do you contact people then?" Spencer stared at Fiona suspiciously.

"I'm the only child left in the Ji family. I don't really have anyone to call."

"Seriously?" Spencer squinted. He felt his anger rising up in his chest but quickly stopped himself. "You're such a smooth talker."

"Thanks to you. Spencer, we'll be spending a lot of time together. You should try not to hate me too much. In case you forgot, my father saved your father's life. You have no reason to hate me."

"Nonsense! It's natural for people like them to sacrifice in the battlefield!" Spencer's eyes burned with anger.

"You are so stubborn." Fiona glanced at Spencer's sullen face before she shook her head and left.

"Who said you can go?" Spencer grabbed Fiona's wrist and threw her against the wall. With his face only inches away from hers, he said through gritted teeth, "You are such a disobedient girl!"

Fiona could feel a dull pain in her back.

"I am not your subordinate!" Fiona tried to fight back. "I don't need to listen to you!"

"Really? From now on, I'm your guardian," Spencer declared. "And I have the right to discipline you."

"What makes you think you can do that?" Frustration rose in Fiona's mind.

"Because I'm your fiance," replied Spencer. With a sigh, he looked up dramatically. "Alas, it's really troublesome to marry a young girl. It seems like I'd have to act like her parent too."

"You don't have to do it."

"I promised Grandpa that I will take good care of you!" The smile on Spencer's face disappeared. He stood up and started leaving. "Buy a cellphone. Trust me. You'll need it."

He left after saying that. His black boots clicked against the marble floor as he walked away.

Fiona took a deep breath, her hands sweating. Confronting Spencer took such a huge mental toll on her.

But she did need a cellphone.

The next day, Fiona left her house early. She took her sketchpad, paper, and pencils with her.

"Victor, please take me to a mobile phone shop. I'll buy a cellphone and then roam around a bit. I want to find some inspiration to draw. I haven't done it in a while," said Fiona.

"Fiona, Mr. Cheng asked me to protect you."

"I don't need protection," Fiona quipped. "I can protect myself."

follow Mr.

was speechless. "Okay, give me your phone then," she remarked. "I'll call Grandpa and tell him

"Okay."

number. "Hello, Mr. Cheng. Fiona wants to talk to you," he said over the phone. He then turned to Fiona to hand her the

took the phone

"Hey, Fiona, what's up?"

leave me alone for a bit?

I will never allow that. You just arrived here. You are

not a

to consider. "Okay, I know. Take care

flashed Victor a victorious smile as she handed him his

look at Fiona. "Alright. Let me send you

ward, Spencer was standing beside his grandpa's bed.

you to go out on a date with Fiona?" Wayne asked and put the phone aside. "Why did she go

tomorrow. I'm leaving this afternoon." Spencer

boy!" Wayne shook his head. "Take Fiona with you. She wants

do you want her to do in there?" Spencer

If you don't date her, then how am I supposed

I'm going to take Fiona to the base and won't let her disappear from my sight. I'll take her

you! Let her take

door, he turned to look at his grandpa. "When I come back next week, it will be

patiently waiting outside the ward. When he saw

replaced by a stern and

grandpa. But the moment he stepped out of

to pick someone up first,"

Sun had questions in his head, but he couldn't do anything about them. He just nodded politely and agreed. Who were they going to pick

Fiona got out of the car to buy herself a cellphone. As she stepped out of the car, her eyes were caught by an advertisement on the bus stop ahead of

about to begin. We invite you all to participate. The champion will receive a million dollars and will

began to write down all the information in the advertisement. She decided to

sat in a black car across the road, staring at Fiona, who was

at?" the

were

said softly. "looks like someone

our advertisement. Several hundred

eyes still gazing at Fiona. He was about to say something

changed. He rolled down the window and began to look for her

looking

back in resignation. 'We will meet again. I

walked along the street, Fiona did some calculations in her head. She had little money left. If she won the competition, she wouldn't have to worry about

thrilled her. She finally had a

of the fancy SUV, folded his arms