Faux Vows, True Desires

"Whether they actually tie the knot or not, as long as they sign the marriage agreement, I wouldn't let them split. As long as I'm around, they wouldn't dare to sneak a divorce. If Lucinda dares to pull a stunt like that, I'll line up ten blind dates for her every day."

Clearly, Fiona was hell-bent on keeping Stefan in her clutches, not letting him off the hook.

If Stefan were to hear what Lucinda's mom was saying right now, he'd definitely retort, "I wanna be your son-in-law forever, don't worry, I ain't going anywhere."

Cecilia chimed in: "Fiona, don't you think you've pushed Lucinda to the limit with the match-making that she's marrying Mr. Coleman just to escape it all? They've known each other for eleven years, they're tight. It's not like they rushed into marriage, they genuinely dig each other."

Cecilia rolled her eyes internally, eleven years of familiarity but they still felt like strangers. Lucinda was royally screwed over by Mr. Coleman. In Cecilia's eyes, she was just too naive.

"Cecilia, you're about the same age as Lucinda, right?" Suddenly Fiona shifted the conversation to Cecilia.

"Fiona, you enjoy your fruit first, there is something I need to take care of."

Cecilia quickly made an excuse to beat it. Her folks were also on her case about settling down, but not as relentless as Fiona was with Lucinda.

"Cecilia, go ahead. Next time I come across a decent bloke, I'll introduce him to you."

Fiona offered warmly.

Cecilia high-tailed it out of there even faster.

Fiona went back to munching her fruit. She didn't know any of the other people around, so she whipped out her phone and started chatting with her husband on Whatsapp.

Vincent told her: "Our daughter's married now, once you've confirmed she's not putting on a show, come back here pronto. Stop meddling with the kids' work. If you have the time, you can start nagging our son about getting married. He's turning thirty next year and doesn't even have a girlfriend."

True, their daughter was married now, but they still had a son.

Ike didn't heed her words, and he wasn't afraid of her pressure to get married. Whenever she started nagging, her son

her son anymore. Her daughter was more obedient, after all, she had found a man and got married under the continuous pressure for marriage from her. The glass door was pushed

over, smiling and asking: "Gents, what can I

sized up Fiona and asked her: "Are you a server here or

"I'm the owner's mom."

you Cecilia's mom or

to?" Fiona asked warily. They clearly weren't regular customers. Otherwise, they wouldn't ask

Martinez family. The master of our house is ill and he had

"If your master is ill, why are you looking for Cecilia? Cecilia is not a doctor, you should take him to the hospital." Wouldn't such a family have a private doctor? Could it be, Cecilia really knew

too much. Call Cecilia

she doesn't know how to treat

men were shady. She didn't want to tell them who Cecilia

"What's going on?"

freshly baked pastries. These were ordered

table, smiled and told them: "Enjoy your meal, if you have any feedback,

and

returned to Fiona's side and asked the three men:

responded directly to them before Fiona

the butler of the Martinez family. Our master has come down with a

him rather than going to the hospital. Today, after he returned from outside, he started to feel unwell. Surprisingly, he didn't let them call the family doctor but had him come to Serendipity Cafe with two bodyguards to find Cecilia. Webster was curious about who Cecilia was. Their master wouldn't even

many questions, but

lousy CEO got sick? A bucket of ice water caused him to acquire a cold. His physique was horrible; it had to be the effect of overindulgence;

just a facade. So, he just looked healthy

the water she poured on