Chapter 514:

Fiona's last glimmer of hope was crushed. She stood frozen, watching Jayden disappear into the night, his fading figure leaving her wondering why he looked so much like that other man, even though he claimed not to be her savior.

Gavin's call interrupted her thoughts. "Where did you go? Get back here!" he demanded angrily.

"Do you need to know even when I go to the bathroom?" Fiona retorted. "I'm on my way back."

Annoyed, she ended the call and headed for the elevator. Returning to the ward, she saw Elyse chatting happily with Gavin, and a surge of jealousy washed over her. She envied Elyse's competition win and happy marriage. Jayden, in Fiona's view, was the ideal husband—thoughtful and family-oriented. She couldn't help wondering: if she'd met Jayden before Elyse, could she have been the one married to him?

The more she dwelled on this, the more irritated she became. She felt a sudden urge to tell Elyse that Jayden had once saved her in a remarkably romantic way.

Noticing Fiona standing absently, Elyse gestured to the empty chair beside her. "Fiona, why are you standing there? Come and sit."

"Okay," Fiona replied, regaining her composure. She sat down, then interrupted Elyse and Gavin, saying, "Give me your husband's contact information."

Elyse was stunned. "What?"

Fiona smoothed her hair. "Aren't you pregnant? I'm just concerned something might happen, and I wouldn't be able to reach your husband."

Before Elyse could reply, Gavin's expression darkened. "Why would you suggest something might happen to Elyse? Can't you say something more positive?"

Feeling cornered, Fiona snapped back, "I'm just concerned for her safety! Do you think I'm cursing her? Gavin, do you hate me?"

"Weren't you the one targeting Elyse first?" Irving, standing in the doorway with a bag of snacks, fixed a stern gaze on Fiona.

Fiona's heart raced at the sight of Irving. She involuntarily stepped back. "Elyse and I are friends. How could I ever wish her harm?"

Irving scoffed. "I'm Elyse's senior. If anything happens to her, I'll be the one to contact her husband. Just focus on yourself and leave her alone."

Fiona sensed an underlying implication in Irving's words, perhaps fueled by her own guilt. Even his casual remarks seemed suspicious. She hesitated to say anything further, fearing it might expose her true motives.

Observing Fiona's reticence, Gavin turned to Irving. "What's with all the snacks?"

Irving shook the bag. "They're for Elyse. Healthy snacks, perfect for pregnant women."

Fiona's eyes widened. The usually aloof Irving was looking after someone—Elyse. How did Elyse garner such care and attention? Everyone seemed eager to support her. A pang of envy struck Fiona; she wished Irving showed her the same concern. Did they only consider Elyse a true friend?

Feeling uneasy, Fiona stood up. "I have something to do. I need to leave."

Elyse looked at Fiona with concern, sensing something was amiss. She wondered if Fiona was still upset about the competition. She grabbed Fiona's hand. "Fiona, once I'm done resting, we should play the violin together."

Charmed by Elyse's warm smile, Fiona replied hesitantly, "Okay, I'll wait for you."

Gavin stood up. "Since you're leaving, I'll come with you."

"Gavin, where are you going?" Fiona asked, confused.

Gavin looked at her intently. "I'll take you to lunch, and we can work on a training plan for you. It's time to improve your skills."

Fiona bit her lip. "Fine."

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