Take Me Away

Chapter 20 Your Wallet Is Drenched

The room was silent except the sound of Spencer eating his dinner.

The floor-to-ceiling windows in the living room reflected the city lights, the traffic on the viaduct, the colorful neon lights and Fiona's thin figure.

Fiona walked over to the door. Staring at Spencer's two-meter high parcel, she bent down and dragged it into the bedroom.

Spencer ate quickly as he was starving. After a while, the plates were all empty. He started on his porridge while watching Fiona. She took a few steps forward and he crossed his legs, looking at her with a wicked grin.

Fiona was reluctant, and yet she couldn't disobey him, which made Spencer feel very comfortable.

'Spencer, you are so shameless!'

he thought to himself.

Standing in the guest room, Fiona removed Spencer's sheets and quilt cover and began to make the bed. 'Just hold on a little longer. When the new semester begins, I can live in the dormitory room, and if Spencer wants to live here, just let him,' she thought.

He walked barefoot to the guest room and gazed at her back. There was a gentle fluttering in his heart, which made him a little restless. His eyes traveled down her neck all the way to her back, but he frowned and asked, "What's that on your back? It looks like a scar."

Fiona shivered. She quickly straightened up and turned around to face Spencer. She was afraid, but she pretended to be angry. "What are you looking at?"

Spencer looked away and snorted. "I just saw it by accident. It's not like I'm not interested in it! Hey, you should go buy a pair of slippers tomorrow because I forgot to bring mine."

"I have no money," she replied shortly. She started removing clothes from his parcel and tried to keep her back out of Spencer's line of vision the whole time.

"How much does a pair of slippers cost? You are so stingy!" Spencer turned around and marched into the bathroom.

While he was out of sight, Fiona hurriedly put her hand around her shoulder and touched her scar. Her eyes grew sadder as she thought she couldn't wear this nightgown anymore. She was lost in thought when she suddenly heard the sound of Spencer's footsteps. She quickly put her hand down and started hanging up his clothes in the closet.

He returned with his wallet and tossed it in front of Fiona. "Here you are. The wallet is loaded."

Fiona was taken by surprise when she picked up the wallet, because it was wet. She had a strange expression on her face. She stared at Spencer and asked, "Did you just wash your wallet?"

"Of course not. It was in my pocket the whole time." Spencer shrugged.

Fiona quickly opened the wallet. Sure enough, the bag was moist. She hurriedly asked, "Spencer, do you have any important identification in this?"

"Yes! What's wrong?"

Fiona's eyes widened. She held up his wallet and said, "But the wallet is drenched!"

"What?" Spencer grabbed the wallet and looked at it. "Shit!"

It was the first time that Fiona had seen so much emotion from him. He carefully removed everything from his wallet. All kinds of cards and bills were scattered on the bed and the floor.

her

heard what Fiona said, as his eyebrows were still tightly knitted. He shook his wallet rapidly. All of a sudden, a photo, two inches wide, flew out of his wallet, and fell on

and carefully lifted it to his mouth. He gently blew

now," Spencer said

door. She turned to look at him and saw deep love and longing in Spencer's

in the photo. But

a girl. The two of them looked like they were very close to each other. The boy looked cool and was expressionless, and

pounding when the photo had been taken. He had pretended to be cool just to hide his shyness. The photo was a little

be different if that terrible car accident

to cook. She was annoyed about how hard it

Knock, knock, knock!

"Hey, Spencer?

the doorknob. The quilt

Where is

peace. Then she settled down in front of the French window

on her phone, interrupting her drawing. She glanced at

college. Do

message was

last time, they had saved each other's phone number. Ryan would send her messages from time to

'Should I go?'

on her face. Ryan's

we

the door and was sauntering in. He had donned sportswear and didn't

you're up?" he commented, looking at his watch. It was just past seven

"Did you go for a run? Have you

chin out of the window and replied, "I went for a run round the coast and of course I haven't eaten anything. Have you

out I ate without waiting for him, he will be upset,' Fiona thought to

didn't eat anything either," she lied. Standing up Fiona put her phone aside and asked, "So

said, "And don't forget to buy me slippers after breakfast. I'm going to take a

bathroom. She turned to the kitchen. Her phone, which was on the table,

out of the bathroom, he saw that Fiona was still cooking, so

without looking back

his hair. Looking at her sketchpad, he flipped through the paintings and

to paint

Don't touch my sketchpad! Get away from it!" Fiona had emerged from the kitchen and seen Spencer standing in

out a snort at the sight of her panic-stricken face. "I told you it was an accident. Be alert," he remarked

her lips together and didn't say anything. She was still on guard with

was eating a bowl of porridge at the dining table. Spencer pursed

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