Meeting You Was Fate

"I forbid you to say that, Ethon." Fiona trembled as she felt her heart sink in depression. Although she felt the same way deep inside, she could not help wondering why she had such a sense of premonition.

"You must stay by my side, do you hear me? I will protect you." Suddenly, Ethon's eyes lit up. A light smile spread across his face. Only in front of Fiona could he smile so heartily as if he were a child.

Shyla's nose was red, and her eyes were slightly puffy. She had tears in her eyes, and there was a kind of raging jealousy in her heart that could not be expressed.

For a moment, Shyla was touched by what Ethon had just said, especially the words "you must stay by my side, and I will protect you." Shyla had lived for more than 20 years. Since primary school, boys had been chasing after her, but none of them had ever said such sweet words to her.

A promise was like a beautiful butterfly that could disappear and not be seen again in the blink of an eye. Nonetheless, a woman still liked to hear promises, especially if they were from the lips of the man she loved. Hearing such words made a woman very happy.

A lump formed in Fiona's throat. She nodded, her eyes still slightly red. She was stunned for a few seconds, and her reactions seemed to slow down after hearing Ethon's words.

"You little bitch! Do you think you deserve my son? Look at you! You don't deserve my son at all! And you have the gall to want to marry him. I'm telling you, even if you get married, I won't take you as my daughter-in-law. You better give up now." Monica could no longer control her anger. Gritting her teeth, she strode up to Fiona. She looked haughty and was ready to curse the poor young woman with the most vicious language she could speak.

Hearing Monica's malicious words, Fiona kept silent. After all, Monica was an elder, and she was Ethon's mother. Besides, it was not the first time that she had spoken ill of her. Fiona had always been docile since childhood and could bear others' verbal attack against her.

"It's up to me whether we get married or not," Ethon answered in a firm voice, his handsome face now stern and domineering.

booklet to the Yu Family, so you can't marry this bitch without my permission,"

Aged ginger was more pungent than younger ones. Ethon was a simple and innocent man, while Monica, on the other

time, he found himself trapped in his mother's schemes and threats. He did not really expect that her mother would try every means

if she were just an ordinary woman? Would you still like her that much? Would you still want me to marry her?" Ethon asked through clenched teeth, great rage blooming

She felt so embarrassed that she could not utter a single word to refute her son. How could he say such words in front of her and Shyla? How dare he

human beings can't choose their family. Whose future do you think is better, a lion or a mouse's?" Monica held her breath. After a few seconds of silence, she answered Ethon's question. She made an analogy, comparing Shyla to

of lion or what kind of mouse it is. One thing is for sure. I'd rather be a despised mouse that's free to run around and go everywhere than a worshiped lion that lives in a cage and is doomed to perform at the crack of a whip for the rest of its life." With his eyebrows furrowed, Ethon got straight to the point. He managed to restrain his anger while using

Ethon had just

really wanted to slap Fiona across the face, but

that is your goal, I really have nothing else to say." Irritated, Monica picked up her expensive Prada bag and threw it at

swooshing sound as it flew

face. He did not even try

cosmetics, her car keys, and a pile of odds and ends. They were

in the face and then