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.

get married. Whenever

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 open and three men

"Gents, what can I get you? Any

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

"I'm the owner's mom."

Cecilia's mom or

They

Martinez family. The master of our house is

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

know how to treat patients. You should rush your

shady. She didn't

"What's going on?"

with a plate of freshly baked pastries. These were ordered by

meal, if you have any

smiled and indicated they got

asked the three

to them before Fiona had a

Yates, I'm the butler of the Martinez family. Our master has come down

get sick, he usually had their family doctor see 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 it wasn't appropriate

water caused him to acquire a cold. His physique was

healthy, but it was just a facade. So,

to explode, the water she poured