Meeting You Was Fate

Monica, however, looked heartbroken as if Fiona had really bullied her. She acted so distraughtly that she jumped off the bed. Ethon moved forward immediately, recalling what Audrey had just told him about not letting Monica become too agitated.

Holding her in place, he took some tissue from the box on the nightstand. Without a word, he gently wiped the water off her face.

Seeing his worried look, Monica frowned and gasped for air. She sniffed, "Don't you believe me, Ethon? Why won't you say something? She actually splashed water on me."

"I didn't!" Fiona retorted immediately. Her mind buzzed. She never imagined that Monica would be so cunning as to splatter herself with water to get her in trouble. She didn't want to be framed this way.

"Ethon, she did it! I am... I am still very sick! How could I have been so silly? How could I have sprinkled the water on myself?" Monica acted so well that her tears began to flow freely.

Fiona felt sad. Since she had been with Ethon, this was the first time she truly understood sorrow. It turned out that Monica hated her so much that she was willing to risk her health just to get her in trouble.

Ethon was at a loss. On the one hand was the woman who had birthed and raised him. On another hand, there was the love of his life. No matter what choice he made, one of them was bound to be hurt.

He chose to remain quiet.

It was as though a civil battle was about to break out. In a bid to make him speak, Monica suddenly began gasping for air just as what she did in the Marriage Bureau a while ago. She held onto his arm and said, "Okay then! My son doesn't believe me after I raised him all these years! I'd rather die now!"

stiff in that instant. Although Monica was sneering inwardly, she pretended to be upset as if Fiona had truly bullied her. This put her son

saw through the ruse. He believed Fiona was telling the truth, She would never go as far

shifting his gaze to the other woman who was lying on the bed. He opened his mouth slowly. "Mom, I

world would collapse. He believed her! She lost her composure and

water!" She clenched her fists as she tried to explain. This

to calm Monica down. No matter how unfairly she had treated Fiona, she was still his mother! In any case, filial piety was always an important virtue.

at Fiona without responding to her protests. She looked at him intently. She had never felt as disappointed as she

the woman who was lying on the bed, feigning pain. In a cold voice, she said, "You badly want me out of your son's life, don't you? Well, I declare here that I'm breaking up with him. There, you have what you've always

Fiona turned around and rushed out of the

words 'breaking up.' Monica, however, just raised her

woman who hardly lost a bargain. She'd also framed Ivy in the

could tell that she was serious about

a lot of delicious food and was confused about what had happened. She had just seen Fiona run out, and she didn't get what was going on. She hadn't expected

slender fingers and was going