Flash Marriage: Pampered by Mr.Bigshot-Chapter 558 - 557: Can’t Family Members be Brought to a Classmate Reunion?

Nia Mitchell continued to knock on the door with a furrowed brow, yet there was not a single sound from inside the bathroom. "Fiona Sutton? Fiona Sutton?" Nia was getting anxious. Nothing bad could have happened, right?

"I’m having diarrhea!" Fiona Sutton blurted out an excuse to Nia, then glared furiously at Yancy Hastings.

"I’m telling you, you better back off! If you get hurt, I’m not taking responsibility." Fiona desperately wanted to kick him, but the moment she even thought about raising her foot, her mind filled with images of his... well, *that*. Damn it, am I some kind of pervert?

"Oh? You think you can hurt me?" There weren’t many in this world who could harm him, and she certainly wasn’t one of them. This Fiona Sutton... still as brazen as ever.

"Of course! You’d better not underestimate me." Fiona clenched her teeth. If her teeth could kill the man in front of her without it being a crime, she would’ve pounced on him ages ago.

Yancy Hastings didn’t counter with something like, "You can’t hurt me." Instead, he simply stated, "If you hurt me, I’ll scream."

Sure enough, Fiona instantly deflated.

"Oh, come on, give me a break!" She looked like she wanted to cry but couldn’t. Why did I have to provoke such a shameless soldier? "Please, just let me go."

She sighed dejectedly, but Yancy Hastings remained unmoved.

"I’m going to attend the class reunion with you." This was Yancy Hastings’ pronouncement. After Fiona heard it, her mind went completely blank. What? Attend the reunion together? Is he serious? That would mean introducing him to everyone! How would I even introduce him? As a... guy? A man? My boyfriend?

"Can you stop messing around? We barely know each other! Why would you want to attend my class reunion?" Fiona gritted her teeth, heavily emphasizing the words "class reunion." You’re not even a classmate, so why would you attend a class reunion?!

"Can’t people bring family members to a class reunion?" Yancy Hastings countered.

Fiona froze for a moment, then pursed her lips. "Please! Even if you *were* a family member, you couldn’t come, let alone the fact that you’re not!" Fiona shot him a glare but didn’t dare to be too confrontational.

"I’m not?" She actually said I’m not! Yancy Hastings’ expression darkened. He reached out to pull Fiona towards him, but she seemed to sense his movement, immediately crouching down and quickly retreating. Just like that, she evaded his grasp.

"You weren’t one in the first place! Don’t make me spell it out for you, or else..." Fiona threatened, raising her fist as if to strike.

But how could Yancy Hastings not be prepared? He simply reached out and caught her fist.

"You can’t win against me; you have to accept that." With that, he exerted some force and pulled Fiona into a tight embrace.

"I don’t want to waste any more breath on you here. You’d better get this straight: you are my, Yancy Hastings’, woman. Now and for the rest of your life. Don’t even think about escaping, because you can’t." After saying his piece, Yancy Hastings forcefully shoved her away.

Fiona stumbled and barely managed to regain her balance. She turned to look at Yancy Hastings, who stood there, his expression unreadable.

"Whether I can beat you or not, don’t you ever think you’ll get the better of me!" Fiona roared, her voice so loud that even Nia Mitchell and the other classmates waiting outside heard her crystal clear.

"Fiona? Who are you talking to in there?" Nia Mitchell called out from outside the door, her brow furrowed.