Faux Vows, True Desires

Chapter 364

"Cecilia, Cecilia!"

Owen was hustling to keep up with Cecilia, his hands full with three insulated lunchboxes.

"Cecilia, don't you like that car? Tell me what kind of car you do like, and I'll get you a new one."

Cecilia didn't respond.

She arrived at the entrance of her shop, unlocked the roll-up door with her key, but before she could bend down to open it, Owen rushed forward and handed her the lunchboxes, saying, "Let me help. This doo of your shop is quite heavy."

Cecilia didn't stop him. She watched as he pushed up the heavy door and then swung open the glass entrance.

"Thanks."

Cecilia thanked him and returned the lunchboxes, then walked into the shop.

As soon as she entered, she opened all the windows, letting in the fresh air before turning on the air conditioning.

Owen was left grinning like a fool by her simple thank you.

Once she finished with the windows, she turned to look at him and found him still standing in the doorway, holding the lunchboxes and smiling stupidly.

Cecilia failed to say anything.

What had she done to make him so happy?

Perhaps feeling her silent gaze, Owen hurried over, looking at Cecilia with gentle eyes. The more he looked, the more beautiful he found his future wife. They were a perfect match, handsome man and beautiful woman. Their future child would surely be a delight for all who saw them!

"Cecilia, this is the breakfast I prepared for you."

Owen remembered the reason for his early visit was to deliver the breakfast he had personally prepared for Cecilia.

Although his culinary skills could not compete with his rival, he knew that the men of the Anderson family were generally good cooks.

However, the rarity was that he had personally cooked.

only people who had enjoyed a

breakfasts, while Cecilia enjoyed snack-style

were more diverse, requiring more effort

early that morning

that Stefan had won Lucinda's heart by paying attention to

should learn from Stefan's courting

making her feel loved and cared

treated someone well, he did so with all his

the past, Ruby had been

made by me,"

a glance over the three lunchboxes and said, "I've already had

think I'm a pig? Why do you

the breakfast items. He said, "You've eaten, but at least try a bit. I made all of this myself. I don't think you're a pig, it's just that I

lunchbox had five

the table

her, all exotic-style breakfast items. There were delicate shrimp, taro root with steamed ribs, chicken feet with peanuts, and cake. Her

really make all of this yourself?" she

honestly, "I made most of it myself. Some of it was store-bought, which I

lunchboxes held bowls of egg and

bowl in front of

up early to prepare this breakfast for

taste for

was surprised that Owen knew about

cared for her, they would know every little thing

not one to play coy. She sat down, picked up a spoon,

Sit down and eat with

its variety and delicacy, he had brought so much that she couldn't possibly finish

He quickly sat down, saying,

does

"The chicken is good."

hadn't tried anything

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