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.

to him six years ago, about Fiona’s attempt at seduction, attributing

now. He only thought Sandro was

virgin! She was still waiting for

he wasn’t exactly excited about

unwillingness to sleep with her

the restroom of the party

realization had dampened his morale, but he had knew that

upcoming marriage now was just a duty to him, as it had been nine years

again, not caring for the red mark

her body on Ewan’s. After all, it wasn’t blood all over her,

me. What did she do? I can’t

piqued an eyebrow at Ewan. Punish? What was his

set in his

to be at odds with Athena. Yet, why

should at

my love..." Fiona

of endearment.

even knelt before her to apologize for the last turbulent years, but she abused me repeatedly; both with her words, and with

Fiona pretended to faint, putting

He called out, when she became plaint in his

to take her to the hospital. I think her body is so weak

getting

that supposed

Sandro said nothing.

cold water from the conference table and walked

again, he emptied half of the water on

water

that Ewan didn’t know when he released her, and she plunged to the

Ewan glared at his

Sandro wasn’t in the least concerned. "She’s better now.

clean the red hue on Fiona’s

it wasn’t

could

noticed

arm!" She writhed on the floor,

didn’t know what

and

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