A Vengeful Girl

Chapter 103 Get A First Twice (Part One)

The sun had risen, but Fiona was still asleep in their apartment while Spencer was wide awake. He

gently pushed a strand of her hair away from her face and smiled.

The nights were short and the days were long as it was springtime.

The beautiful morning reminded him of a famous poem. Spencer couldn't help but smile. He realized

that Fiona had changed him a lot. He had used to work out and go running every morning. Nothing

could stop him from doing his exercises, whether the sun scorched the earth or the rain poured. But

now that Fiona was with him, he didn't want to leave her for even a moment.

As he looked at her peaceful sleeping face, his heart melted. He leaned over and gently pressed his

face onto hers.

But before he could kiss her, his phone rang. It was the special ringtone he had set for his grandpa. He

quickly got up and answered the phone.

"Hello, Grandpa?" He spoke in a low voice, afraid that he might wake Fiona up.

"I was expecting that you'd bring Fiona back today. It's been quite a while and you haven't called yet.

Why?" Wayne's deep voice came from the other end. "Have you two started off yet?"

"Well... we..." Spencer looked at his watch. "It's almost ten o'clock now? I slept late last night and I just

got up. We will be leaving in a minute!"

"You just got up?" Wayne shouted angrily. "You rascal! You used to wake up before the sun rose. Why

have you become so lazy? This isn't good! Not good at all! Don't think you can relax just because

you're the leader now."

"Yes, yes, Grandpa, I know," Spencer answered immediately.

"You got up so late. Did Fiona not wake you up? Where is she?" Wayne frowned.

"She... is still sleeping!" Spencer ran his fingers through Fiona's hair.

Her fingers moved slightly. She could hear them talking on the phone and wanted to wake up. But no

matter how hard she tried, she couldn't wake up. Her body felt exhausted and her eyelids were heavy.

She felt so tired that she didn't want to move her body for the rest of the day. "Fiona hasn't gotten up

either?"

Wayne's voice softened. "Then don't wake her up. Let her sleep for a while before you both come

home. Call when you're setting out."

"Okay, Grandpa. You take care. We will be back in the afternoon."

Spencer hung up and glanced at Fiona. Her eyelashes seemed to move, so he asked her softly, "Are

you awake yet?"

"Yes." Fiona opened her eyes reluctantly. She locked eyes with Spencer for just a moment before she

sat up.

"Good morning," Spencer said with a smile.

"Hmm... good morning." Fiona batted her dark eyelashes at him and grabbed a corner of the comforter.

"When will we go back to M City?"

He smiled and gently rubbed her head. "When you're ready, we will have lunch and go to M City.

Okay?"

Fiona gulped and looked at him. She couldn't believe that he'd turned into this sweet and loving person.

But she suddenly remembered last night's events and became annoyed. "I'm not a child. Why are you

always patronizing me?"

"You only look like an adult. To me, you're still a child." Spencer grinned.

"If I'm a child, then you're an old man!" Fiona retorted.

"What?" Spencer's expression turned gloomy. "You're calling me an old man?"

"You called me a child." Fiona turned her head away and pretended to be mad.

Spencer yelled, "I've warned you many times not to call me that! I need to teach you a lesson!"

"What are you doing?" Fiona turned and looked at him with wide eyes.

"Ha-ha! This is my new trick!" At once, Spencer put his hands under the sheets and began tickling her.

"Argh!" Fiona screamed, her body wriggling inside the sheets as she trembled and laughed. "Spencer,

get your hands off me! Don't tickle me!"

"Are you still going to call me an old man?" He didn't stop. "I have to teach you a lesson."

"Don't! I won't call you that anymore." Fiona was nervous. She broke into a sweat despite the cold

winter.

"If you beg, I will let you go!"

"Please, please! I beg you!" Fiona was gasping for breath and couldn't stop laughing. "I am sorry. I

won't call you an old man anymore."

"Then what will you call me?" Spencer stopped and lay on top of her, pressing his body on hers. He

looked into her eyes. "What will you call me?"

"Spencer." Fiona wrinkled her nose and exhaled.

"Wrong answer." Spencer shook his head and said seriously, "You will call me..."

But before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by a knock at the door.

"Spencer! Spencer!"

It was Johnson's voice. Feeling shocked, Fiona pushed Spencer aside. "Go! Open the door!"

Spencer frowned. He hadn't finished speaking yet, but when he looked at Fiona's naked body, he

hastily threw her clothes at her. "Get dressed. I'll go open the door."

Fiona nodded.

Spencer got out of the bed and quickly got dressed. Before stepping out of the room, he glanced at

Fiona. "Put on your clothes soon. Don't let others see you like this."

"Okay, okay," Fiona murmured and smiled as she watched him walk out of the bedroom. She'd already

guessed what he had been about to tell her. 'Honey, right? If someone hadn't knocked on the door, I

might have called him that. Surely I would have,' she thought to herself. She couldn't understand

herself. She felt like she had been floating on the clouds for the past two days now. Although she was

bothered by the lost child, she liked being this way with Spencer.

The sun was shining bright when they left the base. The warm sun made the snow melt and the sky

was clear.

Johnson was in the driver's seat, while Spencer and Fiona sat in the back seat.

Fiona started to do some math exercises while they traveled. Spencer got bored and scooted closer to NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

her. "What are you doing?"

"Math problems," Fiona answered mindlessly with a frown. "I have an exam tomorrow."

"Well..." Spencer abruptly grabbed her book. "Let me see what it is that you're finding difficult to solve."

"What are you doing?" Fiona looked helpless. She was still not used to the zealous side of Spencer.

After glancing at the topic, Spencer nodded. "Okay, let me teach you."

"You know how to solve this?" Fiona exclaimed in shock.

Spencer raised his eyebrows and was about to say something when Johnson interrupted them.

"Mrs. Cheng, didn't you know?" Johnson spoke with pride. "Spencer is a math genius. He also aced

computer programming at the base. Last year, in a national competition, he got a first twice. Such a

basic problem is nothing compared to what Spencer has solved."