Faux Vows, True Desires novel Chapter 256

Seeing Cecilia coughing badly, Owen's first instinct was to go up and lightly pat her on the back.

But just as he was about to move, he saw Cecilia's mother gently patting her daughter's back while saying, "Take it easy; no one's competing with you for the drink, and no one's cracking jokes; how can you still choke?"

Owen quietly backed off the step he was about to take.

"Mom, I'm fine." Cecilia finally recovered after coughing for a good while.

Taking advantage of her mom's distraction, she shot Owen a deadly glare.

She nearly choked on her milk because of him!

Owen silently accepted her stare.

He felt a little wronged. They were married now; what was wrong with him being friendly towards her mother?

He thought he was doing nothing wrong.

If Cecilia knew his thoughts, she would throw a fit.

Who was it that made her give up years of her youth to repay a favor?

Who said they were only having a sham marriage?

Who told her not to fall in love with him?

Since it was a sham marriage and they weren't a real couple, they should be polite but not overly affectionate!

"Hi, Becca."

Once Cecilia stopped coughing, Owen greeted her again.

Because the Martinez family had tricked the Yates family and conned Cecilia's grandfather into setting up a blind date between Cecilia and Owen, the Yates family wasn't too fond of the Martinezes.

Although Cecilia's mother wouldn't kick Owen out, she wasn't particularly welcoming him, her face devoid of any welcoming expression.

She asked indifferently, "Mr. Martinez, what brings you here today? If it's nothing important, please leave. Our house isn't big; we wouldn't want you to feel uncomfortable."

"Becca, I'm here to express my gratitude," Owen replied politely, completely devoid of the arrogance of a rich man.

Cecilia quickly finished her breakfast.

Owen had hoped that she could say something on his behalf, but seeing that she only cared about her breakfast, he felt rather frustrated.

Cecilia quickly finished her breakfast, got up, carried her dishes into the kitchen, and kindly reminded her mother, "Mom, he's a guest; we should be nice to him."

"Go wash your dishes," was all Cecilia's mother said.

Then she turned to Owen, noticing the big and small packages of gifts he brought. She pointed and asked, "Mr. Martinez, what's the meaning of this?"

"Mom, Mr. Martinez says Cecilia did him a big favor. He brought these gifts to say thank you. He says the favor was a big one; without Cecilia's help, he would have been left with nothing. He felt obliged to express his gratitude in person."

Hudson explained, politely inviting Owen to sit down.

"You're almost late for work; get going." Devon glared at his grandson and shooed him off to work, then he took a seat opposite Owen.

Becca was a bit skeptical and followed her into the kitchen.

She planned to interrogate her daughter in the kitchen; how on earth was she able to help Owen?

After he finished, he looked at Cecilia with a smile, almost able to see the expectation in his eyes: Come on, tell me what you need! I'm in a good mood; I'll satisfy you! Money, fancy cars, mansions, I can give you all!

Cecilia: I want a faithful, handsome, and mild-tempered man as my husband; can you satisfy me?

Owen: How do you think I measure up?

Cecilia: Get lost!

"Thanks, but I don't need anything right now."

Becca suddenly asked, "Black card? How could Mr. Martinez's black card be lost? And how could Cecilia find it? How could Cecilia be sure the card she found was yours? Even if your card was really lost, couldn't you report it lost to minimize the loss?"

Owen was speechless.

Cecilia was speechless.

Damn, moms were tough to fool.

Owen quickly shot a look at Cecilia.

Cecilia quickly covered, "I was at the bank that day and happened to see Owen coming out. He was fumbling for his phone in his pocket when his black card fell out. I picked it up and gave it back to him."

Owen agreed, saying, "Yeah, I didn't even know I'd dropped my black card. Lucky for me, Ms. Yates found it and gave it back."

Becca watched the two of them, smelling a rat but without any proof.

In the end, she could only say, "It's no biggie, Mr. Martinez. We're already over the moon with your gratitude. You should take these back."