Faux Vows, True Desires

Lucinda and Tiffany had both left. Cecilia sat around for a bit but got bored, so she got up, turned around, and was about to jump off the rocks. That was when she saw Owen heading her way, carrying a few big bags that looked like they were full of food.

Cecilia waited for him to get closer.

The sea breeze was messing up her hair and her long skirt.

The scene had a sort of ethereal beauty to it.

Cecilia usually didn't wear skirts, and her sharp tongue often made Owen overlook her feminine charm.

But when she put on a skirt, he suddenly noticed how beautiful she really was. She was like a magnet, attracting his attention so much that he even forgot who Ruby was.

He couldn't let Cecilia know that, or she would get a big head.

"Why are you here? Aren't you supposed to be hanging out with them?" Cecilia asked.

Owen put the food and drinks he had brought on the rock, then climbed up.

"I don't vibe with them. It would be a real buzzkill," he added, "And don't forget, I'm Stefan Coleman's arch-nemesis. He charged me a pretty penny just to grant you your vacation wish." In the past, he would never have set foot on the Anderson family's private property.

Cecilia was busy bending over to pick up the bags he brought; she opened one to take a look and said, "All freshly packed, huh? And there's beer."

"Yep, how about we eat and drink some beer? Doesn't that sound nice?"

She didn't seem to care much about what he said, which kind of bummed Owen out.

Her attention was always a bit offbeat.

Before long, the two of them were sitting on the rock, eating the seafood Owen brought and drinking beer.

so they just drank straight from the bottle, clinking them together every now and then. It was pretty chill. The atmosphere between them was also particularly good. "Here, this is for you." Owen suddenly pulled out a new

regret it. This phone

her disposable gloves, and took the new phone from him. It was the latest Apple model, she said, "My old phone was cheap, and I've been using it for

said happily, "Thanks, I'll pay

smile spread across Owen's face, and his eyes were filled with a doting look he wasn't even aware of. He said,

suddenly giving me a new phone makes me a bit nervous. Owen, what

giving you a phone, what's

He

me think that I

you off every day, then I'll just invest in opening a phone store. No matter how many phones you give me, I'll

management fee. Is that okay? Every time we talk about money, you're so obsessed, counting every penny, like you're taking advantage of me. Yet when I actually want to do something nice for you, you still want to talk about money. You always want to

I can accept. Some benefits I can't. I

out

she wouldn't submit for the sake of

him her bank account number and urged him to transfer

It was just that when the money was small, it was not that appealing

I'll use it

clouds, and the sea, along with a few selfies. But she took photos of the sky, the earth, and everything

Owen didn't mind though.

everywhere, he secretly took a photo of her happy face with his phone, saved it to his photo album, then chose the photo he thought was the most womanly and beautiful and set

time he opened his phone, he could see

still called

so deeply by her that he came

he was willing to give it his all and love

was decisive

No dragging it out.