Take Me Away novel Chapter 137

Spencer and a few other men who were staying on the same floor as him were walking to their apartments, chatting and laughing loudly.

Meanwhile, Fiona was standing at the entrance to the apartment, with one hand on the doorknob. She frowned at Celine. "What do you want now, Celine? If you're looking to start a fight again, I don't have time for it."

Celine snorted and replied in a cold voice, "You'll understand what I mean once you see what I have to show you. I have no interest in fighting with you. I'm only here to expose your true nature." Upon saying that, she picked up her phone and tapped on the screen with her finger. Then, she raised the screen and showed it to Fiona with a smug expression. "Check this out!"

Perplexed, Fiona shifted her gaze from Celine's face to the phone screen and saw a video playing on it.

"Help! Get away from me, Charles!"

Fiona froze when she heard the familiar voice—it sounded like her own. She couldn't help but look at the screen. In the video, she saw a man and a woman. The man was pushing the woman onto the couch in the living room and holding her down.

At the same time, Spencer, who was walking up the stairs at the back of the crowd, noticed the men at the front staring at something in shock.

"What's wrong?" he asked, following their gaze with his eyes.

"Spencer!"

"You can't run away from me, Fiona!"

"Spencer, help me..."

Before he could react, Spencer heard two familiar voices coming from a phone. There was no doubt about it; it was Fiona and Charles talking. Startled, Spencer ran up the stairs, pushing the men aside, and found Fiona and Celine standing at the door of his apartment.

Fiona was staring at the video in complete disbelief. The man in the video was certainly Charles, but who was the woman? And why was Charles calling her name when she clearly wasn't there?

"Celine! What are you doing?" Spencer roared as he walked to his apartment. His whole body was trembling with rage. Stretching out his arm, he knocked Celine's phone to the floor in one swift movement.

As the phone fell, the video continued playing. The sound echoed through the narrow corridor, turning the atmosphere cold all of a sudden.

Fiona looked at him, thunderstruck at his reaction. "Spencer..."

But before she could say anything, Celine began shouting, drowning out her voice. "Spencer! Do you see her true nature now? She is such a shameless bitch! She was having an affair with Charles at Cherry Grove Residence! How could she do that to you?" Fiona's face turned red with embarrassment.

Although she wasn't the woman in the video, she felt humiliated.

"Enough!" Spencer shouted and kicked the phone further away. The phone smashed into the wall, instantly breaking into two. "Where did you get this video? Didn't I have it deleted? Tell me, how did you get it?" Spencer shouted hysterically at Celine. Then, he glanced at the men standing in the corridor, his eyes red with anger. "Go away! Get out of here! Now!" he barked.

The men, who were already feeling embarrassed after intruding on a private matter, fled from the scene without uttering a word.

Fiona, on the other hand, was dumbfounded. She couldn't understand what Spencer meant. "Spencer, have you seen this video before? Why didn't you tell me? Why did you have it deleted?"

Before Spencer could respond, Celine crossed her arms and sneered, "Do you really think he'd want to tell you? And what should he have done instead of deleting the video? Kept it for himself?"

"But..."

Fiona was about to say something when Spencer interrupted her. "Don't say a word! And Celine, get out of here right now!"

"I am not going anywhere!" Celine retorted. Tilting her head to the side, she said menacingly, "You rejected my love, and now, you are defending her! Even after seeing proof of her true nature, you're still choosing to fight for her! Do you want to ruin our family's reputation?"

"But that woman in the video isn't me!" Fiona suddenly screamed. She glanced at Spencer and then turned to Celine, as if something had suddenly struck her. "You really think that I'm the woman in the video, don't you?"

Celine gritted her teeth. "Think? That video is solid proof that you were in bed with Charles. Are you still going to deny that it's you?"

Clenching his fists, Spencer warned her, "Celine, I don't care where you got that video from. Just let it go! I don't care what's in the video! Fiona is and will always be my wife!" Upon saying that, he grabbed Fiona's hand and stormed into his apartment.

"Let go of me!" Fiona roared suddenly. She pulled her hand away and raised her head, looking at Spencer in disbelief. "What do you mean? You don't trust me, do you? Do you really think I am the woman in the video?" she asked, clenching her fists.

There was a trace of pain in Spencer's eyes. "Stop it, Fiona. This is all my fault. I failed to protect you and I let Charles take you away from me. You will always be my wife, no matter what happened between you two. I know he forced you to—"

Fiona slapped him before he could say anything further. A faint mark of her palm appeared on his face.

"Spencer!" Celine exclaimed in shock.

Then, she stepped in front of him as though she was trying to protect him. "Fiona! Are you insane? You're the one at fault here. Stop pretending like you're innocent!"

Trembling with rage, Fiona stared into Spencer's eyes and said, "I'm telling you again, the woman in the video is not me!"

Pushing Celine out of his way, Spencer stepped forward, looked into Fiona's eyes, and nodded. "Sure. If you say it's not you, it's not you."

However, Fiona knew from his tone that his words weren't sincere. Feeling hurt, she held her chest and sighed. Instead of getting angry, she burst into laughter, feeling overwhelmed with misery. "Spencer, you still don't believe me..." she said, shaking her head in disbelief.

"How do you think I can trust you after seeing this?" Spencer clenched his fists so hard that the blue veins bulged under his skin. With bloodshot eyes, he roared, "The scars on your back are not there, and there is also an 'X' mark on your back that represents Charles. The voice in the video is yours. I really want to believe you, but..."

Fiona let out a self-depreciating laugh before she stepped back, tears streaming down her face. She shook her head in disbelief and cried, "Spencer, I have misjudged you. You would rather believe a fake video than my words, right? I was wrong about you." She leaned against the door with a heavy heart. All those days she had spent in Cherry Grove Residence flashed through her mind. Suddenly, she felt a sharp pulsating pain in her head, making her feel dizzy. Before she could react, she collapsed to the floor.

"Fiona! Fiona!"

She heard Spencer's faint voice, which seemed to be coming from a great distance, and felt someone lifting her and carrying her away. "Fiona! Please be okay."

Perhaps her hopes of starting a new life with Spencer had been nothing but wishful thinking. Fiona opened her mouth to say something but before she could, she fainted.

Carrying her in his arms, Spencer ran towards the hospital, yelling, "Doctor! Someone come and help her right now!"

"Spencer! Don't go," Celine screamed after him in vain. Listening to his receding voice, she stomped her foot on the floor furiously. 'Now that I think about it, Fiona swore that she wasn't the woman in the video. Could it be possible that Charles made a fake video just so he could break them apart? Anyhow, it doesn't matter even if the video was a fake. And to think about it any further is pointless. Even with his intellect, Spencer couldn't tell if the video was fake,' Celine thought to herself.

Meanwhile in the hospital, doctors were surprised to see Fiona in such a state as they had discharged her from the ward only a while ago. They rushed to her and started diagnosing her checking her pulse and temperature.

Spencer meticulously watched the doctors treat her to make sure that they were not being careless.

After the checkup, the doctor walked up to him. "She fainted because of the extreme stress she was going through. However, it is difficult to determine the true cause of her blackout. She is fine now and will wake up soon."

Spencer felt relieved upon hearing that, but he kept pestering the doctor for more information when he saw Fiona still unconscious. The doctor had no choice but to ask him to wait until the blood test results were ready.

Spencer sat on the edge of her bed and held her hand, lost in deep thought. He had always considered himself to be a broad-minded person. However, it was hard for him to accept a sullied Fiona. Only God knew the pain and suffering he had endured before finally accepting what had happened in the video. Hearing Fiona insist that she wasn't the woman in the video only made him revisit his pain and feel more agitated.

"Mr. Cheng!"

The doctor's call interrupted his thoughts. He turned and saw the doctor walking towards him with a report in his hand.

Spencer immediately stood up and asked, "How is Fiona? Is she going to be okay?"

"There's no problem at all. On the contrary, I should congratulate you, Mr. Cheng." The doctor smiled warmly.

"Congratulate me for what?" Spencer frowned, feeling perplexed.

"Your wife is pregnant!" the doctor said excitedly, handing him the results.

"Pregnant?" Spencer seemed to be frozen in place. He felt his heart jump in joy when he heard the doctor's words. There were no words that could describe his excitement and joy. He grabbed the doctor's arm, thunderstruck. He repeated, "Pregnant? Fiona is really pregnant? Are you sure?" The doctor nodded and smiled, pleased to see Spencer's reaction. It was always a joy to deliver good news to a patient's family. "Yes, she's pregnant.

We checked her temperature and found it well within the normal range, so we determined that it wasn't a fever that caused her to faint. Hence, we went ahead and checked her HCG levels. To our surprise, we found that they were quite high, which can only mean that your wife is most certainly pregnant!"

Spencer started pacing back and forth, unable to control his excitement. He grabbed his hair in a rush and asked the doctor, "Am I really going to be a father? Is it true?" He was even more thrilled when he said the word "father" out loud. He couldn't believe that this was really happening.

"Yes, Mr. Cheng,

you're going to be a father real soon." The doctor smiled and congratulated him again.

All of a sudden, a thought stuck Spencer, and he stopped pacing around the room. The light in his eyes dimmed. "How long has my wife been pregnant?" he asked nervously.

"About a week to ten days. If she hadn't fainted today, her pregnancy wouldn't have been detected at such an early stage."

'About a week to ten days?' The smile on Spencer's face vanished all of a sudden. He could see the doctor still talking, but he could hear nothing. His ears were suddenly filled with an incessant buzzing. Why had this happened now? Was he really the father?