Her Secret Mate

Jeremy was waiting for Fiona's answer. During this time, even a small move in their relation made him feel dangerous. It's obvious that Fiona is in his control, but he had never been able to grasp her, being isolated from her heart.

"Fine, I get it."

He laughed at himself. He should have known that it was all his own wishful thinking and there was a deep gap between them.

Hearing his voice, which sounded as if he had just seen his lonely back, Fiona felt her heart miss a beat. She replied almost subconsciously, "I don't mean that I don't want to see you."

"So you want to see me actually?"

Jeremy became elated. Holding the air ticket, he felt very happy.

Fiona pouted. She knew that she was embarrassed to be asked such a question. Anyway, they were not in a relationship before they got married. She really wish Jeremy could stop asking her such a question. She immediately found an excuse, "Well... I have a class later."

"Okay, Wait for me at home. I'll be back in a week." He was joking, trying to give her a surprise.

After hanging up the phone, Fiona had cold sweat on her back. She got along well with Jeremy. After all, he went on a business trip after the school incident that day. And during these two days, she lived at the University.

He asked her to wait for him at home... Why did it sound so ambiguous?

She had to stop thinking, or her brain would explode.

After she returned to her dormitory, before she not spoke, Gail and Nanette revealed a news to her. She secretly clenched her fists and thought it was imperative this time.

The three girls, Fiono, Gail and Nanette, had been together all the time since they got off the plane to the Studio City. During this period, Francis had tried several times to ask about Fiona some question, but he didn't get a chance.

On the day when they arrived at the Studio City, after watching it, Francis found an opportunity to stand in front of her. He asked with a desolate face, "Hey, are you voiding me?"

On the way, he tried his best to find a chance to talk to her, but nothing happened.

"Of course not."

She wanted to be away from him, as she was not as silly as before.

Francis was aggrieved and he was angrier at himself. The other day, when he saw that Jeremy held Joyce in his arms, he had an impulse to walk forward and beat Jeremy up. But he finally stopped.

"You and Jeremy..." He wanted to know their relationship. Although there were rumors among different large families, he didn't believe them.

Fiona smiled and said vaguely, "I'm very well with him. Gail and Nanette are waiting for me. I'm going first."

Seeing that she was going to leave, Francis grabbed her hand subconsciously and asked, "Why do you insist on staying with him? Do you know that I've been in love with you for a long time? Although the Lu family was inferior to the Fu family, he was not like Jeremy Fu, who was an illegitimate child. He could give her a legitimate identity.

With the word crossing the line, Fiona was afraid that he couldn't find a way out.

She turned around to leave, only to find that Rita was watching them as if she was waiting for the show, with hands crossed.

"Mr. Lu, do you like Fiona? I suggest that you'd better turn around as soon as possible, or you will be the one who gets hurt all over.

Rita was very angry. Before she met Jeremy, she had implied that Francis could be with her, but this man refused her relentlessly without saying anything.

But today, he had even bowed her head in front of her. His words made her breathless.

11

She pointed at Fiona with disdain, "by the way, I heard that the director dislikes people who wants to be chosen through a back door. You have made such a big trouble at school and now you are even asked to stay here as an intern. Do you think the director will choose you?"

With eyes fixed on Rita's face, Fiona found that Rita still wore delicate make-up. It seemed that she wasn't here to learn, but to attend the selection of beauties.

The ferocious look of Rita had blurred Fiona's memory.

She exposed her directly, "But I heard someone was here by back-door dealings."

Many people wanted to get a place in the selection before the selection began. They were really daydreaming.

"Nonsense." Rita raised her voice intentionally as she felt guilty.

With a smile, Fiona took out her phone and clicked on it. The recording happened to be recorded by Gail's friend. She pressed the "play" button and then a sarcastic voice of Rita came out.

"How dare that bitch compared with me? She wants to be an intern in a play by performing well in the activity? Dream on! My family has long found a good way to get this opportunity. It can only be me who would be chosen."

The recording...

'Oh God!' Rita lost her head after hear it. She stirred her hair in a fret feeling embarrassed.

It seemed that she talked to Olivia over the phone when she was having dinner, but it was recorded by someone.

Noticing the frustrated look on Rita's face, Fiona curled her lips and said. "Yes, Miss Rita Xia. You said that the director of the play hates those who want to get in through a back door most. Please quit the competition before being asked." Fiona really wanted to make Rita made.

She stressed the last few words.

There was an old saying which goes that to cover up one's misdeeds by shifting the blame on to others. She had witnessed it with her own eyes tody.

"You..." Clenching her teeth, she turned to Francis and look for help. She sobbed and said, "Francis, look at this shameless woman. She even secretly recorded it behind my back. She must be using the power of the Fu family."

"Yes. It's Jeremy. He helped me. Do you have any problems with it?"

Fiona made a face at her.

She put her phone back and was very grateful to Gail for helping her get this record.

Unable to continue the conversation with Francis, she had to leave first.

After dinner with Gail and Nanette, they were called to stop by a waiter as soon as they came back. "I'm sorry, ladies. The washroom you are living in is broken and needs to be repaired. We will arrange another room for you. This is the key. We'll take you there," the waiter said to them

A double room and a single room were arranged in the hotel. The double room was much smaller than the original one, which could accommodate three people.

Not wanting to make things difficult for Gail and Nanette, Fiona took away the single-room key and said with a smile, "Next time when we go out, we three can share one room again."

They went back to their precious room and packed up their stuff. As they entered the bathroom, they were surprised to find that it was broken, filled with indescribable taste. They couldn't stay any longer.

They covered their noses and didn't want to breathe and speak.

When they finished packing, they walked out of the room, where they could breathe finally. With great regret, Gail and Nanette said, "The room is big enough for us three to live in."

But Fiona didn't care much about it. They would make a move together in the next few days, so he said calmly, "it doesn't matter. You just said it so dramatic. We are just separated by a few rooms." "Well, then call us if anything happens."

Fiona returned to her room and lay on the bed. She hadn't had a rest since she got off the plane. Once she stopped, she was worn out.

However, Jeremy would come back in a week or so. This visit was planned in less than a week. At that time, she could pretend nothing had happened perfectly. That was nice.

She closed her eyes and felt sleepy.

But she didn't know that a disaster was about to happen to her.

In a daze, Fiona was sleeping. Hearing someone knocking at the door, she didn't think too much and went straight to the door. Unexpectedly, as soon as she opened the door, she was hugged by a man. "Baby, you are so beautiful. I will let you enjoy being together with me tonight."

He looked like a gangster and kissed her on the cheek without caring about her struggle.

"Get away from me!"

She stepped on the man and angrily glared at the ferocious man in front of him. She was so unlucky. A few days ago, she had experienced the event of a playboy, but now here came another one. The hooligan had greedy eyes. He laughed recklessly like a starving wolf swooping down on its prey. "It turns out to be a bitchy girl. I like you more."☐☐