Who Is Fiona In The Giver นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I chuckled and said, “It’s hard for a girl like you to marry someone. No one will want you.” Rican raised his eyebrows at me, so I rubbed my nose and said, “However, you are a beauty. A beauty is always popular, so many men will go after you.” Fiona, who was sitting not far away from us, saw Ailina was there, so she put down the water bottle and walked towards with the racket. She reached out to Ailina and said, “Hello. I am Fiona Conner.” “I am Ailina Wilson.” Ailina shook her hands with her and made a brief introduction of herself.

"now give me my daughter back." "Whatever, take her, I just care about money and nothing else. Oh yeah! I want Ian also I don't know what he sees in a bitch like you." Fiona said and began to count the money with a huge smile of greed on her face. I ignored the gold digger and took my daughter in my arms, who cried her heart on my shoulder. I so badly wanted to shoot the pitch for kidnapping and hurting my daughter but I held myself back because Ian is coming with the cops.

In my mind's eye, the barrier was a complex web woven from threads of malicious, shimmering energy. This was... a mental barrier? "Surprised?" Fiona's voice came from behind me. I turned to see her gliding toward me, the same sweet smile from the gala on her face. "You?" "Of course, me." She stopped in front of me, her smile turning cruel. "Did you really think all I could do was play the victim?" "You..." I stared at her in shock. "You're not a normal Omega." "Finally figured it out?" Fiona circled me like a predator sizing up its prey. "I'm a psychic-class Omega, one of the rarest breeds. And you?" She raked her eyes over me. "You're just a broken-down healer."

Calculating and curious eyes stare me down, and honestly, it’s unnerving. “Who is she?” Healer Farah asks. “Is she a healer?” Healer Sarina questions. “What’s her name?” Healer Asha demands. I glance at Ethan then look at the three women. These are some of the kindest women I know, so I nod and explain, “Her name is Fiona, and she’s been learning to create remedies, concoctions, and teas from a healer’s herbalism book. She is here to help you and to learn from you, as Ethan’s mate—”

Fiona did not dodge and took that hard slap. Immediately, an obvious palm mark appeared on her tender and pale face. At that exact moment, a woman walked into the bathroom and saw the scene of Yvonne hitting Fiona clearly. Fiona was Secretary Summers' daughter, Jackson's girlfriend, while Yvonne was just a little old nobody. A little old nobody slapping Secretary Summers' daughter was clearly asking for death. The noble lady immediately shrieked and when Fiona saw someone there, she began to cover her face and cry.

She moves with sure, confident actions, grabbing a box of noodles and a can of broth. Despite how she’s been treated in the past, Fiona is still a kind person. After what she’s gone through, most people would have turned jaded and angry, hating the world, but not Fiona. Her kindness and determination to get her life back is a bright light that guides her forward. It’s rare to meet someone who is like Fiona. In all honesty, I only know the surface of what she’s been through, and as I watch her cook, I find myself digging into her background. I use the multitude of resources given to me along with the title of King.

Fiona: The fake identity card stared back at me like a mockery—my face trapped behind lies, my entire existence reduced to a fiction someone else had written. Fiona Delacruza. Even the name felt foreign on my tongue, like swallowing glass. "Why do you like shouting? You need to calm down and listen." Rafael's voice cut through my rage like a blade, that infuriating control never wavering. "And why do you keep telling me to calm down?" I wanted to laugh. Or scream. Or throw something at his perfect face. "You've erased me. You've literally erased who I am!"

She is going to make this worse with her big mouth. “What would you have Luna Xena do, Princess? Make up the bed for them and cheer them on?” Ryan asks Fiona. Just great. He is going to try and score some points over this. “I did not say that. Gwen is his true mate. Xena should understand and not act like a dictator,” Fiona just can’t keep her mouth shut. I should get up and punch her big mouth, but I can’t. Sitting so close to Gwen is driving me crazy. This pull is making it hard for me to think. I don’t even know when I held her hand and intertwined my fingers with hers.

Samantha froze. She looked at Vincent and asked stiffly, "What do you mean?" Vincent pointed at the panicked Fiona behind her and revealed the truth, his voice steady and merciless. "She is not the daughter of your savior. The real Fiona died a long time ago. That girl is just a sickly girl from the orphanage. She stole Fiona's identity to survive. And that scratch back then happened because Daisy found out the truth. This girl staged the whole thing to gain your trust!"