Take Me Away novel Chapter 301

The news that Fiona had come to JB Area spread quickly. Other wives of those leaders' visit her. In the past afternoon, Fiona had been aching in the back and cramping in the face. After the last guest left, she pulled a long face. When Spencer, who had been hiding upstairs for a whole afternoon, went downstairs, he saw the expression on Fiona's face. He thought that she must have been wronged again, so he directly jumped down from the stairs and asked, "What's wrong? Who bullied my wife? "

"No. I laughed all afternoon. My face hurts. I don't want to laugh now." Fiona leaned her head against his chest and asked, "What have you done this afternoon?"

"I'm handling some files." Wiping the sweat on her forehead, he sighed, "All the families present this afternoon are women. I can't be here. Thank you for your hard work."

"It doesn't matter." Fiona shook her head and suddenly said, "I wonder if Sarah has meals now. I have been thinking about Sarah. "

"I missed her too."

"I'll be back the day after tomorrow. I'll see her soon." Fiona smiled, "But you can't go back now. "

"Yes." Spencer then sighed and suddenly realized something and asked, "Will you leave the day after tomorrow?"

"Yes, I have bought tickets." Fiona's eyes lit up.

"Stay with me for two more days!" Spencer pleaded, "You're leaving as soon as my birthday is over, which is a fatal blow to me! Fiona, please wait for another two days! "

With a faint smile, it occurred to Fiona that the first move was to pretend to leave. The second move was to keep a lukewarm relationship, and was ready to implement it, very good, that was it.

"I can't stay here for long." Fiona was a little worried, "I haven't finished my work yet. I need to design a necklace and work in the company. Besides, I have to take care of Sarah. I need to go home early," she continued As soon as Fiona finished her words, Spencer asked casually, "The company? Which company? "

"Oh, it's Ryan's company!"

The mention of this name made Spencer's heart tighten, but he still kept his countenance and pretended not to care. "Have you contacted him recently?"

"Yes. I... "

"What? !" Glaring at her, Spencer could no longer hold his anxiety in the heart. "Do you still keep in touch with that guy named Ryan?"

"To make Spencer jealous and to keep him in a state of tension all the time."

Thinking of what Vivian had said to her, Fiona stopped explaining. She raised her eyebrows and smiled, "I ran into them when I went out with Sarah, so we talked. We haven't gotten in touch since then. I happened to attend a jewelry design competition recently and I wanted to take part in it, so I met him once again and we talked. "

He pouted his mouth and said, Did you meet him again? Is he married? "

"He doesn't have a girlfriend yet! Let alone marriage. " Fiona giggled.

"Why haven't he found one yet?" His mouth twitched and he asked sourly, "Does he still think about you?"

"Spencer, mind your words. I'm a good friend of Ryan. " But when she found that Spencer wanted to say something, immediately interrupted, "Dear, tomorrow is your birthday. What would you like to eat?"

Since Fiona seldom called him dear, he would surrender. He knew that Fiona didn't want him to continue the topic, but he was willing to follow what she wanted.

"I want to hear you play the piano." Said Spencer.

"I didn't play the piano."

"Will you play it if only there is a piano?"

"Of course!"

It was Spencer's birthday. The sky was covered with snow. All the families got up early. Some of them even hung up the red lanterns. The festival atmosphere was very festive.

Early in the morning, Fiona prepared a birthday noodles for Spencer. But what she didn't know was that since she got up, Spencer got up quietly as well.

There were only the two of them in the small building. When he had been alone, he had thought that there was no one else. But with Fiona, he suddenly felt that everything was okay. But now, seeing that Fiona was busy cooking for him in the kitchen, he felt his life was complete.

Fiona put a bowl of long-life noodles that she cooked for herself on the table and looked at it with satisfaction. When she was about to go upstairs and ask him to come downstairs, she turned a corner. As soon as she raised her head, she saw Spencer standing at the foot of the stairs, with his hands in the pockets and looking at him with a smile.

"How long have you been watching me?" The softness in his eyes made Fiona ill at ease.

"I have been here since you went into the kitchen." Said Spencer impassively.

"Then why didn't you wake me up?" Fiona was a little annoyed. She gave another look at Spencer and said, "Happy birthday, honey."

He walked down the stairs slowly, stopped in front of her and gently hugged her. "Thank you." Thank you for being with me all the time. Thank you for making me so happy every day

With a faint smile, Fiona said, "The birthday noodles I made for you. Eat it while it's still hot."

"It smells so good!"

He couldn't wait any longer. He pulled a chair and sat beside the table, putting down the chopsticks. Meanwhile, Fiona sat opposite to him and asked, "How is it going? Is it delicious? "

Because it was her most special regard, she cared much about how he felt. Although Spencer must be very satisfied when she saw him gobbling, she still wanted to hear personally say "yummy" from him.

"Yummy! Yummy!" Raising his head, he continued, "Fiona, I want to eat the birthday noodles you cook every year for me. In this way, I can live longer, and I can stay with you forever, don't you think so? "

Bathed in sweat, she nodded, "Of course I will stay with you forever."

Said Spencer with a smile. He ate up the rest noodles in one breath. He wanted more, so he asked, "Fiona, have you had your breakfast?"

"Of course not!"

"Thanks for your hard work." He took her hand and rubbed it against his face, and said, "Now that you haven't eaten anything, I'll join you to eat some more. I'm not full just now."

Fiona patted him away, "How much do you want for breakfast?"

"Until I'm full." With a proud look on his face, he responded, "You cooked so well."

"Mr. Spencer, you're one year older now. Don't say any sweet words. Just serve yourself a bowl if you want to eat."

Spencer's face darkened. "Fiona, can I have a little request?"

"Really? What do you want? " Fiona said with an innocent smile deliberately.

"On my birthday in the future, please don't always remind me that I'm one year older." He was not satisfied with that.

"But what I said is true!"

"But you can't say that! Otherwise... " Spencer strode briskly to her and lifted her up in his arms all of a sudden. As she was screaming, he threatened her fiercely, "Otherwise, I'll be rude to you!"

"Haha..." Fiona couldn't help laughing, "I'm not afraid of you."

"Yo, little girl, you've got skills, right?" Spencer raised the corner of his mouth, "But have you ever been afraid of me?"

Rolling her eyes, Fiona flung her arms around his neck and answered, "No! Of course not! "

"You have guts." While kissing Fiona's face, he murmured, "Fortunately, our mother has a good taste. She gave me such a good wife! How about we pick one for Sarah? "

Gasping for breath, Fiona lifted her head and smiled like a flower, "Who are you looking for?"

"Find him..." After thinking for a while, he frowned and said, "It seems that there is no suitable one."

However, instead of giving a direct answer to his question, when Fiona was about to laugh, Spencer continued, "How about we find another playmate for Sarah?"

"What playmate?" Fiona asked.

"Well Like younger brother, younger sister or something like that. " There was a smirk on his face.

Fiona's face turned red. "I'll go to school next year. We'll talk about it in three years."

"Sarah will be lonely!" Then he took Fiona upstairs. Shocked, Fiona struggled to get out of his arms and said, "Don't make a fuss, Spencer! I thought you were hungry? Let me go Let's go for breakfast first and don't go upstairs! "

Having heard what Fiona said, he couldn't help smiling and asked deliberately, "Honey, what are you worried about? Hmm? "

"I..." Fiona bit her lips and blushed. "What do you think I'm worried about?"

"Haha!" Laughing loudly, he held Fiona in his arms and went upstairs. He walked past the bedroom, but didn't stop his way to the study. "We're here," he answered

"What?" Fiona was surprised. Spencer put her down gently and said with a smile, "Come in and have a look!"

Out of curiosity, she gently pushed the door open. The moment she opened it, she felt like she had entered a completely new world, which was as warm as spring. The first thing that caught her sight was a black piano, which was placed by the window. The photo of the three of them was placed on it. The photo of the three of them was also hanging on the wall, which was taken by Fiona, Spencer and their family, as well as the photo of Sarah.

Taking a step forward, Fiona saw a painting board beside the wall. Her own painting was hanging on the wall...

It was a room designed for Fiona.

"When did you get it?" Fiona exclaimed in surprise.

"Last night." He stood behind her and took her inside, "This is our home in JB Area, so I asked someone to bring us a piano. Do you like it?"

"Yes, I like it!" Fiona suddenly nodded. She liked the word "home" mentioned by Spencer, and liked his careful preparation. But next second, with a hint of guilt, she asked, "It's your birthday. Why did you prepare a surprise for me?"

"Because I told you to play the piano for me yesterday!" Then he pushed Fiona to the front of the piano and said, "It's also a gift for me."

"Then what do you want to listen?" She opened the lid.

"Everything will be fine." Spencer stood aside and continued, "I don't know how to appreciate music, but I think your music is particularly pleasant. Maybe I'll only appreciate you. That's enough. "

With a smile, Fiona was touched. She put her fingers on the keys, and the slow music replaced what she was going to say.

The way Fiona played the piano seemed to be perfectly blended with the snow outside the window. The corners of Spencer's mouth lifted into a happy smile. He could see no one but Fiona.