Ewan's heart burned first with confusion, then anger, especially when his eyes wandered to the terrible bodily state of his fiancée again.
Hadn't he made a truce with Athena? Why was she then humiliating him this way?
Didn't she know that this was a slap to his face?
What would people think when they see his almost naked fiancée on the streets?
His hands clenched in anger as his mind gave answers to his questions.
Fiona, noting Ewan's change in demeanor, smiled in satisfaction.
Her plans were working. Yet she maintained the pitiful facade.
Surely he will fight for her!
Surely now, Ewan will hate Athena!
Fiona didn't care for her father's sanity again, since she believed Athena's deal with Ewan had covered her mother's treatment.
She also didn't care about her father's possible withdrawal from her, should Athena make a ruckus; she had Ewan on her side. He was angry for her.
"What did you do, Fiona?"
