Faux Vows, True Desires novel Chapter 255

The doorbell rang.

Just as Becca was about to get up to open the door, Devon Yates said, "Stay put; I'm done eating. I'll get the door."

Devon stood up and walked out.

"Dude, can you save me some grub?"

Cecilia watched her brother wolf down the food and couldn't help but say it in exasperation.

"First come, first served. I'm not saving anything for anyone."

Hudson said, pushing the food toward his sister.

Then he praised their mother: "Mom, your cooking is dope. I could eat it all day, every day, and never get sick of it."

"Oh really? Who was it then that was making excuses to go out for breakfast when I cooked the same thing for a month straight?"

"Mom, it was my brother. He was complaining to me at that time, saying he was so sick of eating the same thing all the time that he wanted to barf."

Hudson: "Cecilia!"

She betrayed him!

Becca shot her son a dirty look. "Now let me see you barf."

"Mom, I love your cooking; I really do. You make the best food. Cecilia, don't talk nonsense."

Hudson said, grinning at Becca, then quickly grabbed a piece of toast and a glass of milk from the table and rushed out.

Becca tried to smack his hand with a utensil, but missed.

"Haha, you missed."

Hudson walked out, breakfast in hand, looking smug. He was running late for work.

His sister had it easy.

Being the boss, she didn't have to rush like an office drone. She could leisurely have her breakfast, sip her coffee, read the tabloids, and still be on time for work at her own shop.

Hudson bumped into his grandfather in the yard.

He spilled all the milk he was holding onto his grandfather.

"Grandpa!"

Hudson chuckled awkwardly.

Devon looked down at his clothes, then glared at his grandson.

"Grandpa, I didn't mean to."

"Almost thirty and still can't act your age."

Devon scolded his grandson, then suddenly changed the subject. "There are some shady characters at our doorstep. Grab a stick and see what they're up to."

"Shady characters? Where did they come from? I didn't hear anything."

Hudson was puzzled but acted quickly. He handed his glass to his grandfather, then bit into his toast and picked up a thick stick from the yard to check out the situation at the door.

He rushed out with the stick, only to find several tall men, each carrying a bunch of packages. They looked like they were here for someone.

Hudson held up his stick and locked eyes with them.

Owen looked very embarrassed.

He was the one who had rung the doorbell.

When Devon came to answer the door, he greeted him politely.

But instead of inviting him in, Devon scolded him, told him off, and closed the yard gate in their faces.

Owen was extremely embarrassed.