Take Me Away

Chapter 65 She Was Trying To Kill You

After bandaging Fiona's feet, the doctor stood up and said, "Her injury is very serious, so it will take

three to four weeks to heal. The dressing should be changed once a day."

Before he could continue, Fiona pointed at the wound on Spencer's arm and hurriedly said, "Doctor,

look at his arm. It was scratched by a huge dog! It's bleeding!"

"Of course. Spencer has good endurance. This small wound is nothing to worry about. Please don't

worry, Mrs. Cheng. I promise he will be fine."

'Mrs. Cheng?' Fiona was embarrassed to hear someone addressing her this way.

"I... I'm not... Don't call me that..." she stammered softly, blushing. But as she spoke, she raised her

head and saw Spencer raise his eyebrows at her. Her face suddenly turned even redder.

"What? Mrs. Cheng, what did you say?" the doctor asked, fiddling with the anti-inflammatory injection.

Before Fiona could reply, Spencer said, "She didn't say anything." Then, he took off his coat, bared his

arm, and urged, "Do it quickly."

"Okay." The doctor nodded. When Fiona saw Spencer's bare upper body, she quickly turned her head

away, too shy to look at him.

"How did you fall down into the valley, Fiona? Were you walking down the trail yourself?" Spencer

suddenly asked.

"Yes. I was walking on the trail on my own, because I couldn't get reception on my cellphone," Fiona

lied, giving an embarrassed nod.

"Who were you talking to on the phone?"

"Ryan." Caught off guard, Fiona nervously fidgeted with her fingers. A surge of guilt set in her heart.

Just as she expected, after hearing what she said, Spencer snorted with disdain and asked, "And

then?"

"Then..." She paused, recalling how hateful Leona had been this afternoon and how she had said that

she would kill her. Thinking of that, she furrowed her eyebrows deeply. She was terrified.

"What's wrong?" Looking at Fiona's expression, Spencer knew clearly that there was more to the story.

The marks on the trail didn't look natural. "Who pushed you down?" he asked.

"How did you know?" Fiona raised her head in surprise.

Raising his eyebrows, Spencer asked coldly, "Who was it?"

Fiona pursed her lips, knowing that she couldn't hide it from him. "Leona."

"Really? She dared to push you down?" By then, the doctor had finished bandaging the wound on his

arm. Spencer stood up and took out a pistol from his pocket. "Then she should go to hell!"

"Spencer, what are you doing?" Out of fear, Fiona grabbed his hand that was holding the gun. "Calm

down! Please let me finish. Put down the gun!"

"Spencer!" the doctor said quickly. "Don't make any rash decisions. Please think twice!"

Spencer looked at the doctor and barked, "Get out!" Then, he turned to Fiona. "Go on!"

"But I haven't checked if there's any wound on Mrs. Cheng's body," the doctor protested.

"Leave the first aid kit and go away."

"Okay," the doctor said. Not daring to argue with Spencer, he pouted his lips and left the room in

dejection.

"Give me a reason not to kill her. Otherwise, she won't live to see the moon tonight." Spencer threw the

gun on the bedside table.

"You may be put to death if you kill her. Do you want to throw your life away because of her?" Fiona

replied.

"Humph!" Spencer snorted. "She was trying to kill you! You can't be so kind."

Fiona smiled. "I know people will bully me if I'm too kind. But I can't be impulsive, right? I just want to

have a talk with her. I think she has gone a little mad recently."

"Why did she push you down the mountain? Why has she gone mad?"

"Because of Ryan! He called me, and then..." Fiona related everything to him.

After hearing what she had said, Spencer could not help but roll his eyes at her. "Ah, so it's not Ryan's

fault. Do you believe that he didn't sleep with Leona?" he asked, his voice dripping with sarcasm.

"Yes!" Fiona nodded her head fiercely, not noticing the sarcasm in his words. "I believe Ryan!"

Spencer was too angry to say anything in response, so he shouted, Just go to sleep! We'll talk

tomorrow!"

"You want to sleep here?" Fiona was startled.

"Why not?" Spencer leaned closer. "We've already had sex."

Fiona's face immediately turned red. "I need to take a shower. You go to sleep first."

"Oh, you want to take a shower?" With a sly smile, Spencer suddenly lifted her up and carried her to

the bathroom.

"Ah! What are you doing?" Fiona was taken aback. "Put me down!"

"Aren't you going to take a shower? Let me help you! It'll be convenient for you with your injured foot. I'll

also help you clean your wound."

"No, I can do it by myself! Just put me down in the bathroom!" Fiona blushed scarlet with shyness.

Carrying Fiona in his arms, Spencer kicked the door open and set her down in the bathtub. Then, he

squatted down and reached out to unbutton her shirt.

"What are you doing?" With her cheeks turning red, Fiona shook off his hand, clutched her clothes

tightly and looked at him warily.

Spencer's hands hung in the air, and his face suddenly turned cold. He narrowed his eyes at her. "If

you continue to struggle like this, I promise that giving you a bath isn't the only thing I'll do."

Fiona was shocked speechless by his words. He took the opportunity to take off her clothes quickly.

Then, he stood up and turned on the shower.

As the water streamed down her body, Fiona wrapped her arms around her chest and closed her eyes,

enjoying the shower.

At the same time, Spencer's hands caressed her body, making her heart pound against her chest. She

had never imagined that such an intimate thing would happen between them. She opened her eyes just

a crack to see the expression on his face.

With a straight face, he set her leg on the edge of the bathtub. Then, he took a washcloth and gave her

a bath, carefully avoiding all the wounds on her body.

His face was screwed up in concentration, with no trace of any other emotion. Without realizing, she

opened her eyes in a daze and stared at him for a long time.

He slowly moved his hand up and put it on her face before gently wiping the dust off her chin. When he

glanced up, he saw her little red face and her eyes staring at him.

"What are you looking at?" His voice was a little hoarse.

Blinking her eyes, she asked, "Why did you come here today?"

"Are you happy that I saved you?" he asked, still holding her chin.

"I..." Fiona hesitated. 'Am I happy?' she asked herself.

With an unreadable expression on his face, he continued, "Fiona, I heard you calling my name at the

bottom of the valley. Did you think of me when you were afraid? You wanted me to save you, didn't

you?"

She bit her lip hesitantly. The answers to all these questions seemed to be "yes."

But why? What was happening? How come the first person she had thought of in such a dangerous

situation was Spencer? Why had she thought of him when she was afraid? What was wrong with her?

As he looked at the expression on her face, Spencer felt like something was slowly growing in his

heart. He dragged her chin and leaned forward. "Fiona..."

"Yes?" The confused look in Fiona's eyes made his heart tremble.

At that moment, his phone rang, breaking the silence.

Both of them were taken aback.

Spencer let go of Fiona and stood up. With a cough, he said, "Finish washing up. I have to answer the

phone."

"What? Oh. Of course." Fiona nodded, blushing.

Spencer rushed out of the bathroom and answered his phone without looking at the caller ID. "Hello?

Who is it?"

"Spencer? Are you okay?" Celine's worried voice came from the other end of the line.

After swallowing hard, he replied, "I'm fine."

"I'm glad to hear that. How is Fiona?"

"She has been rescued. Don't worry." This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

"Okay. When will you be back, Spencer?" Celine continued.

Just then, a soft sound came from the bathroom. Spencer immediately turned around and saw Fiona

limping out of the bathroom, wrapped in a bath towel.

With a frown, he ran to her and picked her up. "What are you doing? Don't you know your foot is

injured? If you wanted to come out, you could have just called me! You don't have to be so stubborn."

"Hello?" Celine called out, but Spencer didn't hear her. Fiona struggled in his arms and said, "I can

walk on my own. Put me down!"

"Idiot!" No matter how much she struggled, he didn't let her go.

As he put her on the bed, he accidentally hung up the phone.

"Hello? Spencer!" The busy tone surprised Celine. She couldn't believe that Spencer had just hung up

on her. It was late in the night, but from the voices on the other line, she could tell that he was with

Fiona. Besides, he had sounded nervous while speaking to her.

Tightening her grip on the phone, Celine called him again.

"Sorry, the subscriber you've dialed is switched off. Please try again later," came the automated

message.

In the room, Spencer stared at Fiona with burning eyes. "For the next one month, you are not allowed

to move around. You can walk around once your foot recovers. Got it?"

"Okay." For some reason, Fiona didn't argue.

"I'm going to take a shower."