Her Secret Mate

Chapter 8 Save Me

Not daring to say a word, Fiona sat upright, and silently moved closer to the window, trying to make a

clean break with this man.

God! It was their wedding night.

She raised her eyes and saw him in the rearview mirror. He was sitting quietly and had no attacking

power at all. She thought of the shallow pear vortex. His smile was harmless to human being.

Jeremy knew she was looking at him, but he didn't expose her.

They returned to the villa in a few minutes.

There was a dull pain in the back of Jeremy. When the woman tried to flee, he grasped her hand and

pressed the weight of his body on her thin shoulder, which made him feel pain.

She was so thin. Didn't she eat?

"Help me."

"Okay."

To his surprise, Fiona didn't refuse. On hearing what he said, she glanced at his back, and found blood Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

oozing from it. She helped him walk upstairs. She stopped walking when they arrived at the door of the

main bedroom.

Thinking that it was her room, she hesitated for a long time.

Jeremy said, "It's the room. Get in."

Never mind. It would be a waste of time to talk to him. She could just change a room later.

After getting him onto the bed with all her strength, the man lay prone on the bed. Seeing that Fiona

wanted to leave as fast as she could, he showed a kind smile and shook the marriage certificates.

"Don't forget. Today is our wedding night."

The hell with the wedding night.

She was a little grateful to him just now. He screwed it up himself. She needed to calm down.

"I have homework to do. I want to go back to the school."

"Tomorrow is Saturday. You don't have class." Jeremy exposed her rudely.

"You, you..." With a slight cough, Fiona replied, "I have a cold. It's contagious."

Fiona sniffed and pretended to be ill.

Looking at her, the man reached out his hand and asked, "don't you want the money? Come here. I

promise I won't force you. "

"Really?"

Who the hell would believe him!

The Fu family was uncertain. Fiona must live well so she couldn't be deceived.

Jeremy was very tired. He felt pain in his back and head. His body was so heavy that his eyelids were

aching. He desired this warmth and repeated, "really, I won't touch you."

He just wanted to have a little rest.

Fiona moved cautiously towards him. She was pulled by the man to the bed. "Lie down with me. I will

keep my words. I won't force you."

But Fiona still felt a little worried. "You have to keep your words, or else you will suffer the

consequences..."

She said seriously. Then she found he had fell asleep. He was so strong that she couldn't move an

inch. She blinked her eyelashes. Jeremy was handsome.

She reached out and poked him in the face, but he didn't respond. She saw the pear vortex at the

corner of his mouth again, and it was still the same.

When she was sure that he had fallen asleep, she yawned and leaned against the warm chest. She

told herself that she could sleep for a while because she was too tired and she had to wake up before

him.

Fiona, who had fallen into sleep, was awakened by the ticking sound of a familiar mobile phone

ringtone. Realizing it was her phone, she tried to push him away.

"Don't go. Have a good sleep."

"No. I have to answer the phone. Maybe it's something important."

"Leave it alone." Now Jeremy was awake. He rubbed his eyes and asked impatiently, "what kind of

important thing can it be at this time?"

While Fiona was trying to get off from him, Jeremy was helpless. He was afraid that he would hurt her,

so he had to let her go.

After she took the phone, she immediately heard a crying voice for help, "Fiona, come and save me, or

I will really die."