Faux Vows, True Desires

Chapter 57

Having a hangover was a bitch.

At the moment, his head was pounding like it was about to explode. No matter what the situation was, he felt like lying down.

"Yo, why are you laying down again? Get up and scram, you're blocking my front door. You realize you're blocking my house, right?"

Cecilia didn't expect Owen to flop back down on the ground. After a moment of surprise, she gave him another kick. Owen, once again was kicked by Cecilia. He got pissed off and grabbed Cecilia's kicking leg. With a yank, Cecilia lost her balance and fell flat on her butt.

The pain zinged through her backside, making her gasp.

What a jerk! She swung her other leg towards Owen, swearing and kicking at him, "I'm gonna kick your ass, you jerk!"

"You're the jerk!"

Owen's head was killing him and his mood was sour. Cecilia kept kicking him without any regard and kept calling him a jerk. He wasn't going to be polite anymore. Soon he had Cecilia sprawled on the ground.

Cecilia felt dizzy, her vision blurred and the back of her head ached. It took her a while to recover. She didn't dare to kick him anymore and rolled a few feet away before getting up. Cecilia dusted herself off while shooting him an evil glare.

"I have a headache. You better not annoy me. Let me lie down a bit. I'll leave eventually."

Owen said coldly.

Then he pulled out his phone and wallet from his pocket. He took out all the cash from his wallet and tossed it in Cecilia's direction, saying indifferently, "This money is for renting this little spot in front of your house."

Then he called his bodyguard, asking his bodyguard to bring him some clean clothes and pick him up.

But he didn't know where he was, so he asked Cecilia, "Where am I?"

"Pinehurst."

"I know it's Pinehurst, I'm asking for the exact address."

"Why should I tell you? Are you an idiot, can't you send a location?"

Owen's headache got worse because of Cecilia's remarks. He was an intelligent man. It was only because he was in a bad mood and had a bit too much to drink. His head was still a bit dizzy and painful when he woke up, his thinking not fully recovered yet.

Cecilia picked up the money and asked Owen, "Are you getting up or not? My mom is going to buy groceries in a bit. She'll think you're a corpse if she sees you lying here. Will you be responsible if you scare her? My mom has a minor heart condition. She couldn’t be startled.”

After Owen sent the location to his bodyguard, he glanced at the money Cecilia picked up. He had already paid the fee to continue laying there. This girl took his money and still wanted to kick him out, she was so greedy!

He was a businessman; while many were shrewd, and Owen conceded that he had the ability to be a cunning businessman, she was even greedier than him. At least, when he took someone's money, he wouldn't immediately back off.

Cecilia saw his intention, knowing that he was not planning to get up. She didn't bother to rush him and turned around to walk back.

Owen was speechless. She just gave up like that?

God, his head hurt! Owen closed his eyes, rubbing his throbbing temples, while regretting drinking so much.

The wound Ruby left in his heart was deep. He couldn't control himself and ended up drinking so much.

After sobering up, his feelings for Ruby still filled his heart. He couldn't accept it! Compared to Stefan, where did he fall short?

Ten years ago, Ruby tried to start a relationship with Stefan but failed. Ten years later, she still didn't give up and wanted to try again. He waited for ten years, silently gave away ten years, and in the end, he became her tool to pursue Stefan.

The more Owen thought about it, the angrier he became, and the more his headache intensified.

The door was opened again. Cecilia came out with a basin of water. Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

Seeing this, Owen had a bad feeling. He tried to get up quickly, but due to the hangover, his movements were much slower, and before he could get up, he was drenched from the basin of cold water Cecilia threw.

So freaking cold! He felt like he had fallen into an icehouse. Cold to the bone!

Owen, who hadn’t fully woken up, was now completely awake after the cold water hit him.

He immediately jumped up. Wiping the water off his face, he yelled, “What the hell is that water? It's fucking cold!"

Just like ice water.

Cecilia laughed. "You can get up now, can't you?"

Owen glared at her, pissed.

"This is cold water, I put ice packs in the basin and waited for the water to turn into ice water before splashing it on you. Cool, isn't it?"

Owen, "Tell me your nam. I'll remember you!"

"Why should I tell you my name? Don't you know it's easy to misunderstand when a man asks a woman's name?"

"I don't want anyone to misunderstand that I have anything to do with someone like you."

Owen felt like vomiting blood from Cecilia's words. He'd seen shameless people, but never one so shameless.

"I can find out your name. I can find out all your information. Wait and see, I'll make you regret it."

Owen walked up and kicked the door hard.

The color drained from Cecilia's face. She forgot, she was right in front of her house. If Owen really wanted to retaliate, none of her family could run away.

Cecilia began to regret it, feeling sorry about her impulsiveness.

"Ouch." Owen cried out in pain, then started hopping around.

Mr. Martinez was really childish. Her front door was made of metal; it was no wonder his kick hurt.

Served him right, let him suffer!

Seeing Cecilia's suppressed laughter, Owen quickly put his foot down. He said with a dark face, "If you tell me your name, I won't touch your family. You should be responsible for what you've done."

"Why would I believe a jerk like you will keep his promise?"

Owen's face darkened even more, he couldn't help but yell, "Stop calling me a jerk!"

"Is Mr. Martinez a nice guy?"

"You know who I am?"

Cecilia blinked. "Do you think I would randomly splash someone with cold water? This is special treatment only for you, Mr. Martinez."

He was silent for a while, then said seriously, "Since you know who I am, you should know that when I say something, I mean it."

"But I heard you are a cunning and very insidious man, always plotting against Mr. Coleman."

Owen's face turned incredibly grim, "Are you one of Stefan’s fangirls?"

"Nah, I can't handle a guy like Mr. Coleman, I don't have the guts to fall for him."

Cecilia just didn’t have the balls like Lucinda, not realizing who Stefan was and daring to hire him as a husband, and then she even foolishly went and tied the knot with Mr. Coleman. Once they'd tied the knot, they were legally husband and wife.

"Spit it out already, I don't have time to go back and forth with you."

Cecilia stayed silent for a bit, then asked him, "If I tell you, you really won't hurt my family, right? What if you break your promise?"