Meeting You Was Fate

The ward was dead silent. One could only hear the buzzing of the air conditioner. Monica stared at Fiona aggressively, giving her goose bumps all over her body.

She didn't like how smothering the atmosphere was, but she couldn't do anything about it. No matter how much she hated Monica, she couldn't lose her temper because she was ill. She had to at least wait until Ethon came back.

"Ahem!" Monica coughed to stifle the atmosphere, but the hostility in her remained constant.

Fiona kept quiet. She wondered if she was being a coward. She did not want to speak for fear of starting a fight with Monica.

'If I don't speak, I won't make any mistakes, ' thought Fiona.

But Monica cast a scornful look at her and spoke in a rather arrogant tone. "Get me some water!"

Fiona looked back at her indifferently, thinking, 'I have never seen such an arrogant woman! Why does she think she can give me orders?'

But no matter how frustrated she was, she managed to hold back her anger. She took a deep breath and walked toward Monica.

She was in the VIP ward. There was a tea set on the nightstand. As calm as still water, Fiona poured a glass of water for Monica. With a forced smile on her face, she held the cup in both her hands and handed it to her.

rude nor too affectionate, making

at the very sight of Fiona's face. She thought

spoke up. "What will make you leave Ethon? Do you even love

Fiona was dazed.

in high school, Ethon and she were utterly different

Ethon down? I know him very well. You think he loves you, but it's only a matter of time before he

counter her, but that wasn't because she was timid. It was only out of respect that she didn't answer her since

a bright path for him, but he had picked his own path and started working with Fiona. No wonder Monica hated her. She could take all her insults unless she

Monica. She furrowed her brows and asked her in a stern voice, "Well? Can you say something? Can you ever

calmly, "Aunt Monica, I know you don't like me, but I really love Ethon. I don't care about his

with a chuckle, obviously mocking her. "I have met a lot of girls like you. You are exactly like

Malcolm's first love, the most beloved woman in his life. She was also Colin's mother. This matter was deeply rooted in her heart.

mouth twitched. If Monica wasn't the mother of the man she loved most, she would have left long

to resort to silence again since it was anyway pointless to try to reason with her. However, that only intensified Monica's fury. She clutched her cup so tightly her fingertips turned

hysterical, let out a violent shriek and threw the cup on the