Her Secret Mate

Chapter 39 Her Identity

Hearing the tender voice of the woman on the other end of the phone, Fiona could imagine that that

woman must be delicate and supple. She was so pitiful that Jeremy was obedient to her and tried his

best to please her.

After he stopped talking, she looked at him blankly and didn't know what to say. Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

"Don't you have something to tell me?" Jeremy felt very sad, but he was also afraid that she would tell

him she was leaving him. Thus, he couldn't help but felt nervous.

"Are you going on a business trip?"

"Yes."

In her mind, there was a voice telling her that she got married with him and she was his wife. It was

normal for her to question him which woman he had made a call to.

But she swallowed the words in the end.

She thought too much. How could she have the qualification to do that?

She forced a smile, took two steps back and replied generously, "I didn't have anything else to say.

Take care of yourself when you are on your way."

Jeremy said yes flatly and went to the garage by himself.

After that, she looked at him to get out of the house but she did nothing. She stood there for a long

while, watching him drive away.

For the next few days, Jeremy didn't come back. She didn't know when he finished his business trip or

when he would come back. He said he was his wife, but she didn't think she was in his eyes.

Feeling boring in the villa, Fiona went back to school and stayed there every night.

The two girls, Gail and Nanette, felt strange when they saw that Fiona was in low spirits like a walking

dead, which was totally different from her former way.

Gail put down her headphones, nudged Fiona and asked mysteriously, "Did you have a fight with Mr.

Fu?"

"No, I didn't." She really hoped that they could have a fight instead of being silent like that.

"You know what? I'm speechless with you. I can tell from your expression that you have problem. If you

have something tough, we will surely help you."

She had never been in a relationship before, but she had seen a lot before. Love was not that

mysterious to her.

But Fiona didn't get interested at all, putting her head on the table and motionless.

She lived in school peacefully before, and the Ling family didn't care much about her. But she would

definitely go back as long as she got married to Jeremy. For their marriage, she had to make a good

show of herself.

She was afraid that it was just a trade between them.

"Ah!"

She roared, and then turned very sad. "What should I do? I feel that I'm very contradictory."

Gail thought there was something great happened to her as she could shout so loudly. But after a

second thought, it should be nothing serious. She wore the headphones again and let Fiona deal her

problem herself while Gail wen to see some soap again.

Just then, a piece of news popped up. The yelling was from Gail this time.

She pointed at the computer screen and remained silent for a long time.

She looked carefully at the direction of Fiona., who was unhappy and probably hadn't figured it out yet.

Gail thought it over and didn't know whether to tell Fiona what she had read.

Nanette was impetuous, and she didn't like talking in a roundabout way. She directly knocked at the

table of Fiona and said decisively, "Hey, there's some bad news, you've been cuckolded."

...

Jeremy was back, and he got off the airplane with a woman. They walked arm in arm, and both of them

looked very handsome and eye-catching. Many reporters were questioning the relationship between

the famous star, Rose Xu and Jeremy.

She couldn't forget that Rose answered the reporters with both understatement and meaningful tone,

"The relationship between Mr. Fu and me? You can guess."

Instead of responding, it sounded like a better response. If they didn't have any relationship, Rose

would definitely refute the reporters decisively, but actually she didn't.

Before seeing what was happening, Fiona could not imagine that Jeremy was so nice to another

woman. But she was heartbroken to see that today.

Would they go home?

She started to pack up. After all, she was Jeremy's wife.

When Fiona came back to the villa, she found that Jeremy hadn't come back yet. He had asked Ella to

have holidays happily in the past few days. It had been several days since she went to stay at school.

She was so hungry that his stomach was rumbling.

She went to the kitchen and began to cook.

"It smells good. Jeremy, your servant is so good at cooking."

Servant...

As soon as she heard what that woman had said, Fiona stopped her motion and got great shock.

Jeremy came back with Rose.

Everyone knew Rose. She was an international superstar and won the prize of the best actress of an

International Film Festival just a few days ago with the film "The Beauty of the Year".

She walked out of the airport with Jeremy. They looked so intimate that the two of them seemed to

have an close relationship.

"The smell is really good. I can't help it. I want to go to the kitchen to have a look. Jeremy, if I tell you

that I want this cook to work with me at any time, you will not stop me, will you?"

Rose said excitedly as she walked into the kitchen.

An impulse occurred to Fiona and she wanted to smash the pancake in her hand. She tried to keep

calm. But she had to put up with it for the moment.

Rose was tall and thin, with delicate make-up on her face and wearing famous brands. She looked at

Fiona from head to toe, "I really envy you. You are beautiful and good at cooking. There must be a lot

of people chasing after you."

"I'm married," she said flatly.

"So early?"

Rose obviously did not believe it.

Without answering anymore, she gave her an apologetic look and went on cooking.

The dishes she had prepared were all what Jeremy liked. She had asked about them from Ella. But

now she found that they were for Jeremy and another woman.

She ran upstairs as soon as she set the table with two sets of place settings.

She tucked herself in and felt a little stomachache.

In the dining room, Rose shrugged and said helplessly, "I have done what I should do for you, but your

little wife seems to be unwilling to react as I expected."

"Whatever."

Jeremy tasted the dish which was more delicious than what Ella cooked. Anyway, they still had a

lifetime to live. He would make her like him.

Rose tasted the dish and said in a jealous tone, "You treat her so well, but she doesn't seem to have

any interest in you."

"Have dinner early. You still have to go to the press conference tomorrow." He didn't want to continue

this topic.

"Will you drive me there?"

Jeremy refused decisively and said, "No."

In the past, when Rose asked him to help her, he could never refuse to do anything as he liked. But

now, he had someone to care about, so he didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble.

He stood up and pointed to a room on the first floor of the villa. "Stay in the room you used to live in.

Don't move around."

"Okay, I get it." Rose answered in a muffled voice.

Jeremy also had no appetite. Leaving her alone for a few days, he didn't expect that Fiona hadn't

contacted him even once.

So he had to come back by himself.

Opening the door to the bedroom, he saw the things in the room were exactly the same as before he

left. Obviously, he knew that she was not at home these days.

What did this house mean to her? Maybe he was just dispensable.

"Get up."

"I am sleeping."

Jeremy smiled, "You're asleep? How can you answer my question?"

Unable to pretend any more, Fiona got out of the bed. Her eyes were red. She felt very aggrieved as

she was treated as a servant. Jeremy saw it, but he did not say anything.

Rose should know her identity.