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.

Sandro had opened up to him six years ago, about Fiona’s attempt at seduction, attributing his hatred to

now. He

one of the most innocent girls he has ever seen. She was still a virgin! She was still waiting for

he wasn’t exactly

that his body’s unwillingness to sleep with her had been because of the virginity

the restroom of the party hall, did he realize that his body just wasn’t attracted to

morale, but he had knew that the show must go on. Fiona

marriage now was just a duty to him, as it

welcomed Fiona into his arms again, not caring for the red mark

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

I can’t punish

Ewan. Punish?

Ewan was set

odds with Athena. Yet, why

should at least

love..."

of 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

pretended to faint, putting Ewan’s heart

He called out, when she became

around! We need to take her to the hospital. I

scoffed, getting Ewan’s

that supposed

Sandro said nothing.

water from the conference table and walked up

he emptied

the cold water touched her

so loud and sudden that Ewan didn’t know when he released her, and she plunged to

Ewan glared at

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

watched the water clean the red hue on Fiona’s

knew it wasn’t

he could confirm that, Fiona started

noticed Sandro’s

writhed

know

he grabbed Fiona and lifted her up gently.

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