Chapter 33: Bruised Ego II

Ewan’s heart burned first with confusion, then anger, especially when his eyes wandered to the terrible bodily state of his fiancée again.

Hadn’t he made a truce with Athena? Why was she then humiliating him this way?

Didn’t she know that this was a slap to his face?

What would people think when they see his almost naked fiancée on the streets?

His hands clenched in anger as his mind gave answers to his questions.

Fiona, noting Ewan’s change in demeanor, smiled in satisfaction.

Her plans were working. Yet she maintained the pitiful facade.

Surely he will fight for her!

Surely now, Ewan will hate Athena!

Fiona didn’t care for her father’s sanity again, since she believed Athena’s deal with Ewan had covered her mother’s treatment.

She also didn’t care about her father’s possible withdrawal from her, should Athena make a ruckus; she had Ewan on her side. He was angry for her.

"What did you do, Fiona?"

Sandro dropped a bucket of ice on Ewan and Fiona.

He had been standing at the doorpost for a while, watching the annoying display.

Ewan’s anger dissipated a little, at Sandro’s question, and he stared at Fiona, hoping for a good answer.

How soon had he forgotten that the Athena he had spoken to today had been civil? Or was that a cover up?

He sighed tiredly, as Fiona started sobbing again.

He darted a glance at Sandro.

His friend was cold, nonchalant even; an always mood whenever Fiona was around.

Sandro just couldn’t stand Fiona.

Ewan often wondered about the reason for this stale mood, especially since Zane, who wasn’t always around, tolerated Fiona’s presence.

years ago, about Fiona’s attempt at seduction, attributing his hatred to that moment, Ewan hadn’t believed his

it now. He only thought Sandro

a virgin! She was still waiting for him

that he wasn’t exactly excited about

thought that his body’s unwillingness to sleep with her had been

of the party hall, did he

he had knew

was just a duty to him, as it had been nine

into his arms again, not caring for

her body on Ewan’s. After

did she do? I can’t punish

at Ewan. Punish? What was his friend planning to

set in

him not to be at odds with Athena. Yet, why should he be humiliated this

should at

love..." Fiona started

endearment. They never

treat my mom. I brought gifts from my father too. I even knelt before her to apologize for the last turbulent years, but she abused me repeatedly;

Fiona pretended to faint, putting

He called out, when she became plaint in his

the car around! We need to take her to

scoffed, getting Ewan’s full

supposed

Sandro said nothing.

of cold water from the conference table

again, he emptied half of

water touched

sudden that Ewan didn’t know when he released her,

Ewan glared at

wasn’t in the least concerned. "She’s

water clean the red hue

it wasn’t

before he could confirm that,

had noticed Sandro’s

She writhed on

know

grabbed Fiona and lifted her

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