Faux Vows, True Desires

Owen shook off Ruby's hand and spoke in a flat tone: "Ruby, do you know how people become disappointed? It starts with little things, accumulating over time."

Then he turned around and left.

Ruby followed him to the door, but when she saw Owen getting into his car, she gave up.

Owen loved her deeply; even if he was angry, it was only temporary. He would cool down soon.

Tomorrow, she'd invite him for a meal and give him some gifts. As long as she cheered him up, he would forgive her.

Through the rearview mirror, Owen saw Ruby stop at the front porch and didn't chase after him. His face became even gloomier.

He gripped the steering wheel tighter.

The truth was, if Ruby had chased after him, he wouldn't have stayed angry.

She loved Stefan, and he was not blind to that.

But she didn't chase after him.

It felt like Owen's heart was being cut open with a knife.

He brought this on himself.

His enemies had warned him.

Owen left the Scott family and went to a bar. He drank himself into a stupor and didn't tell his bodyguard to pick him up. Wobbling out of the bar, he staggered to his car. Because he was drunk, his vision was blurry. He came to a car he thought was his. He fumbled for a long time to find his car keys but failed to unlock the car.

"Damn car!"

Frustrated at not being able to unlock the car, he kicked it a few times.

He gave up on driving home and started walking aimlessly under the moonlight.

Late at night, the streets were pretty much deserted, with very few vehicles.

He wandered aimlessly, not knowing where he was. When he got tired, he collapsed and fell asleep in an alley.

In the early morning, a heavy rain washed over the earth and cooled down the high temperatures. People finally felt the coolness.

was very precise. He woke up naturally

to see the

conditioning in the room was too cold. Lucinda, who had kicked off her blanket last night, instinctively sought warmth and burrowed into Stefan's embrace. Stefan, of course, wouldn't push her away. He

lay in each other's arms

He kissed her forehead.

on one side, freeing himself to get

"Who are you?"

Lucinda suddenly shouted.

quickly turned his head, but there was no

eyes were

be

who

her arms as

opened her eyes, sat up in bed, and stared

wrong? Having a

sat back down on the edge of the bed and asked her with

all over her forehead, he quickly grabbed a tissue to wipe it off, carefully wiping away her

had scared her

"Lucy?"

"Stefan."

back to her senses. Looking at the handsome face close to hers, she breathed a sigh

a nightmare, just a strange dream. I dreamed of a woman with disheveled hair chasing me around, calling me her baby, and saying I was her baby. I asked her who she was, but

like a baby and wants to hold me. In the dream, when I

her, saying, "It's just a

was very vivid, as if it really happened. I can see clearly what

hugged her. "Could it

in reincarnation? If reincarnation is real, then everyone can be reborn after death; wouldn't that cause chaos in the world?" Novels were fictional; of course, they can't be

who only had eyes for the female lead. Readers always said good

knew in her heart that it's just

she never fantasized about being Cinderella and

If you don't dwell

it could

you her baby. If it really is a premonition, then it's a premonition that you're not the daughter of the Moore family. Do you believe that?" Lucinda paused. "I'm my mom's biological child. The midwife who helped deliver me still remembers that

still thinking about

What a strange dream!

still early; go