Faux Vows, True Desires

Chapter 213

His handsome face turned a bit pale, and Owen reminded Cecilia coldly, "Cecilia, don't forget about our agreement. You have to cooperate with me unconditionally when I need you to put on a show in front of Grandpa."

Cecilia: "Can you hold on a sec? I'll go back with you after I finish dinner with Lucy."

Without waiting for Owen to speak, she continued, "Eating at your place, although the chef's food is tasty and looks good, you guys hardly eat. I could starve to death eating with you guys; I'd have to grab a bite outside before going back."

Owen bluntly replied, "You ate at my place the day we registered our marriage; I didn't see you eating less. You're still alive and kicking."

Cecilia laughed, then just quietly looked at Owen.

She was also a beauty, with watery eyes, but recently she seemed to have stayed up late or something and had a few small pimples on her forehead.

The couple stared at each other for a moment. Owen was the first to lower his head and grumbled, "Hurry up and finish your takeout, then we'll go home. Lucinda has a stake in this restaurant too, so why not let her stay here a bit longer and close up before we go?"

Cecilia was taken advantage of.

"Wait for me then; I eat pretty fast."

Cecilia turned to leave.

A big hand reached out to stop her.

Cecilia turned her head, and Owen immediately let go of her hand and wiped it on his pants, as if touching Cecilia had dirtied his hand.

This action angered Cecilia; she grabbed his hands and rubbed them all over, then threw them away.

"Your hands are poisoned; let me get a kitchen knife and cut them off for you, so you won't die young from the poison." Text © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

Owen was left speechless.

"No, don't cut them off; just let you die young, and then I can inherit all your property. I'll be upgraded to the richest woman in Pinehurst."

Owen: "So you're stepping over my dead body to become the richest woman."

"Is there anything else you want to say?"

Grabbing her hand couldn't possibly be because he wanted to touch her.

Look at his disgusted expression just now; it's clear he had no interest in her at all.

Maybe even if they slept together and he was stripped naked, he would still have no reaction.

Owen took a deep breath and said softly, "Next time you order takeout, remember to order one for me."

"Do I order takeout every day and order one for you every day?"

He's not going to run to her shop every day.

Seeing that Owen didn't speak, she took it as a default.

Cecilia stretched out her hand in front of him, making a money-counting motion.

Owen's face turned as black as coal.

She's always talking about money with him!

They're married!

Marriage was for life!

"Even ordering takeout for me costs money? Cecilia, are you that short of cash? I clearly give you pocket money every month."

Owen asked through gritted teeth.

"You're not just eating one meal; you eat every day; even if I order you a $15 takeout, two meals a day still cost $30 a day; that adds up to a living expense, right? If you don't give me money, will I have to pay out of my pocket to order takeout for you? Do I owe you?"

Owen: "I don't eat takeout every day; forget it; I'll just go to the hotel for my seafood buffet; you just drool."

"You're calling me stingy, but where's your generosity? Clearly you have a big hotel, and there's a seafood buffet in the hotel, but you've never invited me to eat."

Owen was amused by Cecilia's thick skin.

But then again, he never did invite Cecilia to eat.

He never invited Cecilia, so why should Cecilia invite him?

"This weekend, I'll take you to the seaside. My family has a beachfront villa there; we'll spend two days there. Let you eat two days of truly fresh seafood. Eat until you're sick!"

Cecilia grinned. "Can I bring Lucy along? We've been through thick and thin together, and most importantly, we both love seafood. With her accompanying me, I guarantee I can eat you out of house and home."

Both of them could eat. It's more enjoyable to eat with company.

Owen: "The bigger beachfront villa next door is the Anderson family's; does Lucinda need me to invite her for seafood? Her husband can satisfy her."

"Lucy, Lucy."

Cecilia immediately left Owen and went back to her friend's side.

Owen: Lucinda was more important than him!

Cecilia sat back down next to Lucinda, opened her takeout, and whispered to Lucinda while eating.

Stefan looked at Lucinda with a pampering gaze.

Fiona and Janice, seeing this scene, couldn't help but laugh.

Janice, despite being mentally unclear, really enjoyed seeing the loving interaction between Lucinda and Stefan.

That scene gave her a sense of satisfaction.

"A weekend at the seaside?"

Lucinda turned her head to look at Owen, who was watching them eat their takeout from a distance. She unexpectedly caught Owen's focused gaze on Cecilia. And seeing her turn her head to look at him, Owen quickly looked away in panic.

Lucinda blinked. Had Owen jumped out of Ruby's pit?

Ruby: What happened to loving me for a lifetime?

Of course, Lucinda was more than happy to see her friend win Owen over. A woman like Ruby deserved to be left high and dry.

Stefan didn't love her, but she was still clinging on.

Owen was indeed deeply in love with her, but she treated Owen as a backup, thinking it was only natural for Owen to be nice to her.

Had she ever thought that one day Owen would also leave her?

Lucinda shifted her gaze back, saying to her friend, "Ever since we opened this shop, we haven't had a breather. How about we close up shop for a couple of days this week and give ourselves a break?"

Stefan had promised to take her to his private island, but they hadn't gotten around to it, mainly because of all the stuff that had been going on lately.

Plans always seem to lag behind life's curveballs.

"Well, that's settled then."

Cecilia turned to Stefan and said, "Mr. Coleman, you don't mind having a third wheel, do you?"

Stefan replied with a gentle smile, "I'm more afraid we'll be seen as the third wheel."

He then turned to his wife and said, "Let's head to the beach this weekend. While the grandparents and parents are around, let's have a good time with them."

"Sure."

Lucinda happily agreed, her eyes softening to the point where it seemed like they could drip honey at any moment.

Cecilia suddenly felt that their overt affection wasn't very considerate. Even her takeout started to taste bad.

She quietly scooted a bit further away, creating a safe distance to avoid being killed by their excessive display of affection.