Novel & Cerita Who Does Fiona End Up With

Until in the end, Fiona let go of the hug and lowered her head to hold back tears. "What did your dad do?" asked Steve again. He wiped the tears lightly on Fiona's cheeks. Fiona sighed. Even an inch of her didn't want to part with Steve, but recalling the arranged marriage Jack had made herself drain her tears again. "Dad matched me," she sobbed. It was like being struck by lightning, but it didn't completely collapse Steve's heart. The man fell silent. His jaw tightened for an instant. He touched Fiona's chin, then raised the woman's gaze. "With whom?" he asked. "Who did your father match you with?"

I almost laughed. Months ago, that answer would have made me angry enough to lose the point of the conversation. Now I watched her instead. Fiona wasn't defensive. She wasn't confused about what photographs I meant. She never asked me to explain. She knew. So I tried one more thing. I told her whatever she'd been collecting wouldn't change the fact that Luca and I were together now. For the first time, something shifted in her face. Not jealousy. Satisfaction. Fiona slipped her phone into her bag and looked past me toward the crowded hallway. When she spoke again, her voice was quiet enough that nobody walking by would have heard.

And at the end of the file, it was written, "If the Hepworth family does not provide a satisfactory explanation for Fiona's actions, the Morris family will pursue legal action and terminate all cooperation with your company." The hopeful look on Simon's face froze. Holding the file, his knuckles turned pale. He turned the pages again and again, muttering, "No… This can't be… The cries for help that night… It was really Ivy… Fiona! She forced Ivy away. It's all her fault!" He slammed the file down on his desk, fury blazing in his eyes. "Get the car. I'm going to see Fiona!" Meanwhile, Fiona was at home, standing in front of a full-length mirror, fussing over a new custom gown she had tried on

It did not matter, after all. When my teacher left, I gave her a generous gift to thank her for all her help. She sighed with regret. “Fiona still ended up marrying the village chief’s son… I guess that was her fate.” I hugged her and wished her a safe journey. After Ashton took Fiona to the police station, the shock of the situation made her confess everything. She lost all hope of surviving. Considering her full confession and my willingness to forgive and reconcile, they sent her to the rehabilitation center.

Fiona's POV As I reached the door, I felt the same electrical charge surge through my body as his hand gripped my arm. I tried to pull away, but I was no match for his strength. He pulled me back towards him as he reached out his other hand to turn my face so I could look at him; but I didn't dare allow him to do so. "Fio... .... Fiona look at me." Reluctantly, I turned back to him. The second my eyes met his own, his eyes seemed to mirror the same pain I was feeling inside. I shook my head, a sob escaping my throat.

Sooner or later, Daniela would come back and take her position as his wife. I wasn’t worthy of being married to a rich man. Besides, the basis for the marriage would be lies. I wasn’t Uma Kavanagh. I was Fiona, the illegitimate daughter of Cathal, whom he hated with all his strength. “Don’t look at me like that, ginger. We are getting married in a month. I will have you in my bed every night,” he said as he inched closer. I walked back until he cornered me by the door. “This marriage will be real in every sense of the word. You are mine, Uma Kavanagh, and I will never stop reminding you.”

Fiona cried, pointing out of the closet at me. "No. I swear that's not what happened. You really believe her?" Aaron asked. "She is just trying to come between us because she's jealous of you." "Jealous?" Fiona asked skeptically. I saw Aaron loop his arms around Fiona. One hand was placed on her stomach. Fiona looked up at him, and I could tell she was starting to believe him and fall under his spell. I almost felt sorry for her, not knowing who her husband really was. "We have something she'll never have. And she's jealous. But it is you and me babe, forever," he told her. He rubbed her stomach and kissed her cheek.

Fiona said and they walked to the elevator. "You have to act normal once you meet Sheila and Jason, no one should know about the forbidden love you have for Jason," Layla warned her. "I would, I don't want to embarrass myself," Fiona pouted as she whined but she knew Layla was doing it for her own good. "Anyways, I'm still surprised you are getting married to Miles Brooks, I wonder how Michael and Ella would feel once they find out," Fiona said, her voice and face showing anticipation of what's to come.

As Elara entered the living room, she caught sight of Fiona seated on the sofa, pointedly avoiding eye contact, still seething from the embarrassment Elara had caused earlier. "Alpha Elijah has another woman," Elara blurted out, stunning both Fernanda and Fiona with her revelation. "What?" Fiona stood up in shock as she heard it, never expecting that the loyal and kind Elijah could be capable of cheating. They all believed that Elijah deeply loved Elara. Fiona also wanted to snatch Elijah away from Elara because she desired a loyal, loving, and reliable Alpha. So Fiona was completely taken aback by the news, but she couldn't help but think that this might be her chance to steal Elijah away f

she muttered, panicked. She scrolled back to the photo from that morning of Miranda dropping Mia off. The child was clearly the same. There was no denying it. Clapping a hand over her mouth, Fiona sat in shock. After a long moment, she ignored an incoming call from a friend and immediately dialed Xena. “Hello?” Xena answered. “Why didn’t you tell me Miranda’s husband is Felix?” Fiona demanded. “You didn’t know?” Xena sounded genuinely surprised. The words hit Fiona like a slap. She had always assumed Miranda had married a wealthy man, but she never imagined it was him.