Chapter 120: A Shocking Twist II
Fiona scratched her inner palm in a desperate bid for control as she listened to her mother speak.
Had Athena turned her mother against her too?
A darker seed of doubt sprouted within her, and she cast furtive glances at her father, whose only visible sign of anger was the tightening of his right fist, balled tightly at his side, hidden from her mother’s gaze.
"Fiona, my daughter, I think we’ve labored enough on this matter. It’s been more than ten years; I believe we can conclude that Ewan is not for you."
The statement felt like a hammer driving into Fiona’s chest, betraying her more deeply than she could have imagined. Her mother had turned her back on her.
"I think you should give up. Give up, and fall in love with someone else. If Ewan had any affection for you, we would have known. I would have known."
"And how do you know he doesn’t like me?" Fiona muttered, striving to maintain the composure of a cool cucumber, just as her mother appeared to be.
"Because you are too unsettled, sweetheart. You are restless. If he truly loved you, you would have reveled in that love. It comes with an assurance that he would never leave you, no matter the circumstances." Margaret paused, her gaze steady and penetrating. "If there’s anyone Ewan has ever truly loved, it’s Athena. So let her have him. Let that poor boy have some peace and love in this life."
Alfonso turned his head to gaze out the window, and Fiona inhaled, trying to steady the tempest brewing inside her. "Mother, what about me? What about my faithfulness?"
Margaret, now the true maternal figure, reached forward to rest her palm on Fiona’s. "Let him go."
Fiona shook her head, angry tears building behind her eyes. "I can’t. I’ve come too far to let go."