Take Me Away

The darkness made Fiona's mind race—memories and thoughts flooding it. As much as she wanted to calm down, she couldn't. When she saw the slightest trace of light, she longed for more.

"Please don't... Go away!" Screaming, Fiona suddenly opened her eyes. She lay in the bed, staring at the ceiling. She took deep breaths in an attempt to calm herself down. All the events of the previous day were monopolizing her thoughts once more.

The jewelry store, Celine, the men in black, the kidnapping...

As the light shone through the window, Fiona sat up in bed and lifted the quilt. She got up from the bed and began to walk out of the room, her mind blank.

As she ran to the door with her bare feet,

the door was suddenly opened from the outside. It was a servant who had opened the door. She looked like she was in her forties . When she saw Fiona's face, she was stunned. "Miss, are you awake?"

Clutching her chest, Fiona took a step back and looked at the woman in high alert. "Who are you? Where am I? What am I doing here?"

"Well... you're asking so many questions. I don't know which one to answer first. You just woke up, how are you feeling? Do you need me to call a doctor for you?"

The more polite the servant was, the more frightened Fiona became. She hurriedly stepped back, shook her head, and suddenly shouted, "Help! Help! Help!"

The servant was frightened, not knowing what to do. So she tried to stop her instead. "Miss, please don't shout! You..."

"What's wrong?" A man's voice came from the stairway as the sound of footsteps drew nearer. "I told you to take good care of her! Why was she screaming? Hmm?" The voice sounded familiar to Fiona.

She instinctively looked towards the angry man as he walked into the room accompanied by several other men.

When she saw the man's face, Fiona's mind went completely blank. Charles? What was Charles doing here?

"Get this servant out of my sight!" Charles frowned as he pointed to the servant. "You're useless!"

"Sir, please don't!" The servant began to struggle and kneel down on the floor on both knees. "I was wrong, sir! Please don't fire me! I will serve her well but please don't fire me!"

At the sight of this, Fiona was so shocked that she couldn't speak. Why was this woman kneeling in front of Charles? Why was the woman looking at him with fear?

Indifferently, Charles waved his hand. Just as the two bodyguards approached the servant, she suddenly walked towards Fiona and kneeled down in front of her. Grabbing her leg, the servant begged, "Miss, please forgive me! I didn't mean to scare you. Please!"

Charles' gaze. "Why are you firing her?" she

for help." Charles was more approachable than usual as he was wearing casual clothes. He eyed Fiona from head to toe. Upon noticing her

her

seemed lost in her thoughts, Charles shouted at the bodyguards, "What are you waiting for?

her hand and stood in front of the servant. She felt frightened that she didn't know what to

want to say?"

a grim smile, Fiona glanced at the servant and said, "She just entered the room. She didn't do anything. I shouted

don't want her to leave?" Charles asked, raising his

pleaded as she clutched

expression, Fiona looked up at Charles and nodded. "She didn't do anything wrong and she

sigh of relief and said, "Then you can stay. If

you, sir! Thank you, miss! Thank you, sir! Thank you, miss..." The servant immediately knelt down and kept bowing

back in fright. She didn't know where she was and

waved his hand dismissively as the two guards

put on your shoes,"

of her daze. Shaking her head, she refused, "No, I don't want to. Tell me

house," Charles said

around in disbelief. "You said that

"This is my house, and we are in T Country." He reached out and tucked the hair from her

Fiona froze.

Charles, her eyes filled with

suspicious. Suddenly, realization dawned on her. She yelled, "Was that you, Charles? Did

Charles said softly, "How could I do that to you? I brought you here because you weren't behaving well. Look, I prepared this

that

trembling. Trying to suppress her fear, she protested, "I don't want to be here!

be heard talking.

and you've barely had any rest. Why are you in such a hurry?" Charles' eyes dimmed as he spoke. "Just be good and stay

to her and raised his hand gently to touch her chin. He bent over and slowly moved closer to

disgust and pushed Charles away. Her body trembled in fear. In a weak