Take Me Away

Spencer didn't return to the base for the next five days. Instead, he stayed at home, mostly working on his computer. Fiona had no idea what he was doing.

Because of the upcoming birthday party, Wayne was taken back to the Cheng family residence. Since then, Fiona hadn't been able to visit him.

Fiona was sitting in front of the window as she painted. She wore an apron to avoid getting the paint on her clothes. She drew the landscape she was working on with utmost care. "Fiona," Spencer called out. He set his laptop down. "The clothes will be arriving any moment now. You better stop painting."

"What clothes?" After putting the brush down, she turned to him and wiped the sweat off her forehead with her arm. Spencer held his breath as he looked at her. There was something in her appearance that he always found dreamy. "The clothes for the party tomorrow." He stood up from the sofa and stretched. "You can't just wear a pair of jeans."

"What will you wear?" Fiona asked.

Spencer raised an eyebrow. "I'll be wearing a suit."

Their conversation was interrupted by the doorbell.

Fiona hurriedly took off her apron and went to open the door.

"Hello! Is Mr. Spencer Cheng here? Mr. Terence He asked us to send clothes here." At the door stood a stylish young man, wearing a pair of white-framed glasses and a floral shirt.

Fiona looked at him doubtfully. It was only after Spencer called to let him in that she showed him the way.

Once he received permission to enter, the man waved to his back and several men entered the house, pushing in racks of clothes.

Fiona happily watched them unload, not because she loved clothes, but because she was intrigued by their design.

Meanwhile, Spencer could only furrow his brows once he saw the man with the floral shirt.

"Why are there so many clothes?" Spencer walked in between the racks and pulled out a low-cut evening dress held together by lacy straps. His face darkened as he asked, "What is this?"

"Mr. He said he didn't know which style suits Miss Ji best, so he told us to bring quite a few dresses." The man pushed his glasses up his nose as he spoke. "These are from Ralph Russo's spring and summer collection. It's haute couture!"

Flowers, cut-outs, see-through...

Spencer was so fascinated by the choices that he took his time checking the pieces one by one. He then pointed to a dress and said, "That one!"

"This one!"

Fiona said at the same time as she pointed at the same outfit.

There was a brief pause after they realized they both chose the same dress. After a couple of seconds, Spencer lowered his hand and a faint smile spread on his face. Fiona was a bit surprised. Could she and Spencer share similar taste?

"Well, that makes things easier. Since you both chose this, it's the winner then!" The man in the floral shirt took the dress off the rack. "This will look very beautiful on you, Miss Ji."

Fiona took the dress from his hands and examined it. It was a white satin sleeveless dress with a modest neckline. There were delicate flowers embroidered around the waist, and the cut of the skirt widened around her knees.

It looked very conservative, yet elegant. She chose this specifically to hide the scars on her back.

With eyebrows raised, Spencer asked, "What about my clothes?"

The man waved his hand again and his assistant came forward with a suit. "This was chosen for you by Mr. He."

Seeing that he wasn't offered several options, Spencer cursed, "Damn it! Why did you give Fiona so many dress options as to fill the entire room and yet you only brought one for me?"

"But Mr. He said..." The man muttered.

"Alright, fine! I'm not that kind of person!" He then turned to Fiona. "Go get changed. See if it fits you."

Fiona nodded and brought the dress with her to the room.

"Miss Ji, let my assistant help you get dressed. You may need assistance zipping yourself up," the man called out.

"I'll be fine, thank you." With that, Fiona hurried to the room and closed the door behind her.

Spencer, on the other hand, stared at the suit in front of him. He wondered how it would fit him.

It took Fiona a while to put on the dress. It was her first time wearing something described as "haute couture."

After a long good look at the mirror, she opened the door and stepped out of the room. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed that Spencer had also just come out of his own bedroom.

The straight-cut suit he was wearing emphasized Spencer's tall figure and short hair, making him look more handsome than usual. The suit was a bit tight in several areas and Fiona could clearly make out his sculpted chest and biceps. The dark suit also complemented his eyes. It was impossible to tell his expression just then.

Spencer was struggling with his tie, but he looked up when he heard the door beside his open. At that moment, the awkwardness on his face was replaced with admiration.

'How come she looks like a different person? It's as if she turned into a noble princess after changing into that dress,' he thought.

"What a perfect couple!" The man clapped his hands as he walked over, his eyes filled with awe. "The clothes fit you well and you make a fine pair, if I may say so."

Spencer and Fiona snapped back to reality and turned their eyes to the man.

"So be it!" Spencer dismissed all of them with a wave of his hand. "I guess I'll wear this tomorrow."

The next morning, the man who brought the clothes came back with a makeup artist to help Fiona prepare.

Fiona wore the white dress with a pair of high-heeled shoes. Her long wavy hair fell delicately over her shoulders, and she asked the stylist to keep her makeup light. She looked fresh and refined.☐☐