Faux Vows, True Desires
Chapter 161

"Mom!"

Owen interrupted her suspicion of his grandpa and Cecilia.

He didn't want to defend Cecilia, but he couldn't bear to listen to her doubting his grandpa and Cecilia, so he had to speak up.

"He forced me, sure, but Cecilia didn't. It was me who forced her. I helped her out once, and I demanded her to repay me. She had no choice but to get married to me. Don't always blame everything on Cecilia."

Olina: "Even so, it's because of Cecilia that your grandpa forced you like this. She is also at fault."

Owen looked at her momentarily, decided not to argue anymore, and only said one sentence: "Mom, don't meddle in my affairs. I'm not a kid. I can handle my stuff."

Then he walked past his mother and left.

"Owen, Owen."

Olina called out twice, but Owen didn't pay her any heed.

She was so angry that she wanted to smash a bottle of wine, but she was afraid of making too much noise and upsetting Trenton, so she just took a big swig of wine instead. Cecilia, you wait!

She would make Cecilia understand that not everyone could join the Martinez family.

Owen came down from the rooftop and went directly to his grandpa's room, he knocked on the door but heard no response.

Derek heard the sound, came over, and said respectfully: "Trenton is in the study."

Owen nodded silently and then headed for the study.

He was still holding a bottle of wine.

Having drunk quite a bit, he walked into the study, the smell of alcohol wafting off him.

Trenton was wearing glasses and reading a book.

Hearing the footsteps, he didn't look up. Smelling the alcohol, he frowned, closed the book and looked at Owen.

"Did you come to drink with me?"

Trenton glanced at the wine bottle in Owen's hand.

"I've drunk from it so that I won't offer you any."

Owen put the wine bottle down, and stared straight at him, "Grandpa, I've done everything you asked. Can't you give me some time to chill out?" "What do you mean?"

"Just let our family know about the relationship between Cecilia and me, don't announce it to the public. I need time to adjust."

Owen sounded a bit guilty with his latter words.

He didn't want to adjust. He just didn't want Ruby to know.

Trenton was silent for a long time. Seeing the pleading look on his face, he sighed and said: "I understand that you're not happy. You're married now, I won't interfere with your personal affairs anymore, but you must remember, don't let it affect the Ikella group, or don't blame me for being ruthless."

Owen breathed a sigh of relief.

He quickly assured him: "I understand."

As long as his grandpa didn't interfere in his personal affairs, everything would be fine.

"I hope you won't regret hiding your marriage with Cecilia one day."

Trenton said and then told him to leave: "Don't come back here recently. I don't want to see you for a while."

Owen ran faster than a rabbit. He didn't want to see his grandpa recently, either.

Owen left the study and immediately sent a message to Harry, warning him that if the relationship between him and Cecilia was leaked by his family, he would not let them off.

Harry wouldn't spill the beans, but his mother might, so Owen was trying to get Harry to warn May.

Harry quickly replied: "Don't worry. This matter will definitely not be leaked by my family."

The two were secretly wrestling. Owen knew his cousin well since he had promised, he would definitely do it.

Although May might want to broadcast this matter to the world for the sake of her children's future, she would also keep her mouth shut.

The night came to an end.

The next day.

It started raining heavily around four in the morning and didn't stop until after six in the morning.

The air was particularly fresh after the rain.

Usually, Lucinda would go out for a walk to breathe fresh air after the rain.

But today, she got up early and was busy in the kitchen.

She was making soup.

This soup was for Janice.

The paternity test between her and Janice had been arranged by Stefan, who had set for someone to do it in complete secrecy, not letting anyone know and arranged for someone to keep an eye on it to prevent anyone from tampering with the results.

Lucinda had already encountered two unfriendly people, indicating that the murderer had started to pay attention to Pinehurst, so she had to be more careful.

When Stefan woke up, he instinctively touched the bed next to him. Not feeling Lucinda, he immediately sat up and shouted, "Lucy, Lucy."

There was no response in the room.

"Where did she go so early?"

He mumbled as he got out of bed.

Seeing that it was still early, he put on his sportswear and went for a morning run.

When he came downstairs, he first met his grandmother, who had just come out of her room.

His grandparents were old and lived on the first floor.

"Good morning, Grandma."

Stefan smiled and said good morning to his grandmother.

Savannah Blue Anderson looked at him, felt happy and naturally smiled, "Good morning. Are you going for a run?"

"It rained heavily this morning. The ground is all wet. You'd better go to the gym if you want to run."

Savannah kindly reminded him.

"It rained this morning? No wonder it's so cool when I woke up. I didn't know it rained."

He had a deep sleep last night.

"Where's Lucy?"

"When I woke up, she wasn't in the room, probably outside."

Lucinda loved Ascend Estate and probably went out for a walk as she got up early.

"Good morning."

The maid Flora came out of the kitchen, she came out to get something and heard their conversation, so she smiled and said, "She's in the kitchen making soup for Stefan." He worked very hard, and Lucinda must have been very worried about him.

So she got up early, prepared the ingredients herself, and personally made soup for him.

The soup was almost ready, and the whole kitchen was filled with the aroma of the soup.

"Lucinda also made pies for Stefan, which are almost ready, and she made several kinds of breakfast. Her cooking skills are really good."

Flora praised Lucinda's cooking skills.

Lucinda ran a coffee shop. Although there were professional pastry chefs in the shop, she and Cecilia could also make pastries, and their cooking skills were quite good. In the Anderson family's kitchen, all kinds of ingredients were ready, all fresh off the boat.

She could whip up any breakfast without missing a beat.

Hearing this, Stefan cracked a smile.

"No wonder I smelled something good when I hit the stairs."

Stefan made his way to the kitchen as he spoke.

Savannah chuckled, "He didn't mention smelling anything earlier, but now that he knows Lucinda's hustling in the kitchen, his nose suddenly turns into a bloodhound." Instead of heading into the kitchen, Savannah made her usual beeline for the couch, ready to dive into today's newspaper.