Faux Vows, True Desires novel Chapter 151

After hearing the full story, Lucinda looked at her friend, filled with guilt and regret.

"Lucy, don't beat yourself up. This is my mess; I made the promise; it had nothing to do with you. It's not your fault. At least I got a pretty penny from him, right? As long as I stand my ground and play my part well, I won't lose anything."

Lucinda gave her friend a tight, silent hug.

Cecilia just smiled slightly.

The complicated relationship between her and Owen was all because of Lucinda. Even if she appeared relaxed, as if she didn't care, Lucinda would still feel upset and blame herself.

Unless she and Owen could also be as happy as Lucinda and Mr. Coleman were,

But that was impossible.

The path she and Lucinda were on may be the same, but there were many forks in the road.

Owen was head over heels for Ruby.

"If you ever need my help with anything, you have to let me know."

Cecilia laughed, saying, "Of course, I won't be shy about it. Don't look like I'm going to hell; it's just a marriage. I was bound to get hitched sooner or later, with whoever, but we still need to get a marriage certificate."

"Cecilia."

Lucinda didn't try to persuade Cecilia to leave Owen; she knew it was an agreement between Cecilia and Owen. Even if this whole thing was because of her, she couldn't convince Cecilia to break her promise to Owen.

Although she didn't know who her biological parents were, she was lucky to be spoiled like a real daughter by her adoptive parents for over twenty years. She was also very fortunate to have a kind friend like Cecilia in this complicated world.

Blue Corporation.

In the vice president's office, Ethan Blue's desk was piled high with paperwork that needed his attention. He was busy at work when his mobile phone suddenly rang.

He answered the call; it was Shirley.

"Janice Blue suddenly started crying; nothing I do can console her."

Ethan quickly asked, "Is her doll still there?"

"Yes, Janice is crying while holding the doll; I don't know why. Just after nap time, Janice was lost in thought by the window, then she started crying."

"Has she seen anyone?"

"Ms. Porter came by, but I didn't let her see Janice. Then Nathan Blue came back, and Ms. Porter left with him. Since then, no one has disturbed Janice."

Shirley told Ethan all she knew.

"Okay, I got it. I'll head home right away. Keep an eye on her; don't let her go out. If she does anything else, my grandmother will be furious."

"Be careful on the road; tell the driver to go slow. Janice's situation is what it is; even if you rush back, you can't change it. Your safety is the most important."

Ethan responded.

In this house, only Shirley cared for him and his mother.

Others were hoping for his downfall.

With his mother suddenly crying, Ethan couldn't continue working. He put aside the pile of unfinished paperwork, grabbed his bodyguards, and hurried home.

An hour later.

Shirley was waiting by the door. Seeing Ethan, she approached him and said, "You're back; Janice is still in the room."

"Is my mom still crying?"

"She isn't sobbing anymore, but she's still crying silently. It's heartbreaking to watch."

Shirley's eyes welled up as she spoke.

This was probably Janice's life now.

If God had mercy, he'd bring Lucinda back soon. If Lucinda returned, Janice might have a chance to regain consciousness. Otherwise.

"I'll go in and see."

Ethan walked past Shirley to the door, gently pushing it open. He saw his mother sitting by the window, holding the doll. Her long hair spilled around her, reaching the floor.

She hadn't cut her hair in a very long time.

She said her daughter liked to pull her hair, so she kept it long to make her happy.

Ethan's heart ached.

"Lucy is in danger; I dreamed that Lucy was in danger."

Her next words stunned Ethan.

She wasn't mistaking him for his sister, but she told him she dreamed his sister was in danger.

She was still alive!

Ethan had always believed that she was alive.

He just didn't know where she was.

Now she said his sister was in danger, but where was this danger from?

Ethan immediately thought of those who were secretly looking for his sister. Had someone found her? Were they trying to kill her?

They had attempted to assassinate him countless times. They would definitely not show mercy to his sister.

Ethan hurriedly squatted in front of her, anxiously asking, "Mom, where's Lucy?"

He had heard that people with mental disorders often have different intuitions than normal people.

His mom's been off her rocker for over twenty years. Her mother-daughter bond with Lucy made her intuition sharper, which was pretty standard.

Tears started to stream down Janice's face.

She bowed her head, looking at the doll in her arms, tears dropping one by one onto it.

"Mom, is Lucy okay now? Mom, do you still have any dreams?"

Janice lowered her head, pressing her face against the doll's, whispering, "Sweetie, go to sleep; don't cry, my good girl."

Ethan, witnessing this, realized her sanity was just a fleeting moment, and now she was back in her unhinged state.

He felt a bit antsy, but there was nothing he could do for her.

This feeling of helplessness made Ethan feel like blowing off steam, like yelling at the top of his lungs, like picking a fight!

At this moment, if anyone were to cross him, they'd be out of luck.