Meeting You Was Fate

At first, Fiona couldn't help but feel that it was such a pity how they didn't get married at the Marriage Bureau. But looking back, she felt that it was actually a stroke of luck.

Mandy had always told her that if she ever felt that she had been wronged, she needed to tell her right away. But how could she tell Mandy about this situation? Fiona couldn't deny that Ethon's behavior today made him unworthy of becoming her future husband. He had obviously made his choice between her and his mother.

As clichéd as it would be, blood would always be thicker than water. Above everything else, the family would always be a priority. Turning your back on your own family was very difficult, and Ethon was not an exception to this.

With those thoughts in mind, Fiona just felt how stupid she was. She cried and cried excessively. She just let her tears flow on her face without thinking about who might see her or what she looked like.

Fiona had thought that Ethon was different from other men. When they were in the horse field, Ethon had firmly held her hands. It might have been mundane and simple for everyone else, but it moved her a lot. She had thought that Ethon would always stay the same. She thought that he would protect her from everybody else, even in front of Monica. But now, it was clear that she had been wrong.

Fiona was deeply envious that Mandy did not just have a wonderful man like Nathan for a husband, but she had also landed herself good in-laws. The relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law had been a prominent topic since ancient times. It had been the topic of a lot of conversations, and people had varying opinions. However, there was no denying that in their situation, she couldn't marry Ethon. There was no way for them to be together like they had planned. Perhaps this had been their fate all along.

Suddenly, a pair of arms circled her. Someone pulled her into his arms, and Fiona immediately felt the familiarity of the embrace. Fiona looked up at him, tears still streaming down her face. Needless to say, it was Ethon. She had always felt some comfort wrapped in his arms with his scent so close to her. But not this time.

She was so upset that she quickly pushed him away. Gritting her teeth, she glared at Ethon as if he was her enemy.

are you doing here?" There was so much coldness in her voice and a

you from the very beginning. But my mother was having a heart attack, and I didn't want to add to her

as possible, Fiona restlessly pushed him away. "Let go of me. What's the point of saying that now? If your mother is having a heart attack, you can go and accompany her. You

All of this is my fault." Ethon looked rather guilty. He couldn't even look Fiona in the eyes as he lowered his head in shame. He was having so

about my feelings? Because if you had, even for just a second, you wouldn't have done that. I don't understand you. I'm trying, but I really can't, and quite honestly, I don't want to. How could you do that to

explain it all to you? Ethon narrowed his eyes. He felt like it was his turn to have

use of explaining now? What can I do with your explanation? Why are all men like this? Why do you have to wait until your woman is feeling dejected before you explain anything? Everything that you're saying now is unnecessary. Why didn't you have the courage to defend me? Why couldn't you have said all of that in the ward earlier? Your mother threw dirty water on me, but you didn't even dare to speak one word in my defense. You've told me numerous times that you love me. Is this how you

clouds in the sky were dyed with orange. It looked like enchanting times were coming to end, and dark would be here soon. It

in to inform me about what happened. She said that my mother was not in very

my parents, she ignored all of my efforts. In her eyes, I can't even be compared to Shyla. Since you listened

often get out of hand because of a compliant husband. Although Fiona had yet to experience this, she knew from watching too many TV shows that Monica's attitude was clearly a standard for a harsh mother-in-law. If

moment, there was a hint of malice in Ethon's eyes. With a cold expression on his face, he asked, "Don't you

flowing down her cheeks. She scoffed before responding. "That's right, Ethon. We need

nose twitched, and tears just continued streaming down her face. When the end seemed to be on the horizon, one could not help but remember where it all started. For Fiona, what came to mind was the first time that she