Faux Vows, True Desires novel Chapter 422

As soon as Owen walked in, he scanned the room for Cecilia.

His heart sank a bit when he spotted her sitting with Avery.

—Avery dared to show up and pursue Cecilia after everything that had happened!

Did Avery not realize it was Owen who had been at his back?

Or had he really fallen for Cecilia?

Considering this possibility, Owen felt his hackles rise.

It is known some homosexuals don't stick to one path forever; they could switch up or swing both ways.

With purposeful strides, Owen approached them.

"There you are."

Before Owen could speak, Cecilia took the initiative and stood up. As Owen neared, she reached out to straighten his collar and tie.

Owen felt his anger dissipate at her touch, and a smile spread across his face.

"Cecilia, I didn't do a good job with my tie. My arm hurts, so I just tied it haphazardly. Can you redo it for me?"

She knew he was merely playing up the injury, but she indulged him, undoing his tie and retying it neatly. Then she asked, "Haven't you finished work for the day? How come you're here so early?"

His visit was so soon after returning to the office from the coffee shop, that Cecilia worried he might neglect his company's affairs because of her.

She rarely visited the Martinez family and had little contact with the rest of them, but she was aware of how Harry from the third branch was eyeing Owen's CEO spot.

If Owen neglected his company because of her, and Harry were to snatch the top spot, her former mother-in-law would only despise her more, labeling her as the family's bad luck charm.

"How could I not come?"

Owen shot a glare at Avery, who was nursing his drink, seemingly oblivious to Owen's arrival.

"When I’m not around, this bull comes charging after you, Cecilia."

Suddenly, Owen grabbed her hands, his eyes earnest. "Cecilia, let's get remarried, okay? Only then can I have some peace of mind."

Cecilia looked at Avery, then turned back with resignation to Owen, who was jealous over nothing. "You know what he's like, and yet you're acting jealous. Isn't that a bit silly? If you're so fond of being sour, I'll pop over to the supermarket across the street and buy you ten bottles of vinegar to let you have your fill."

"Avery's just down in the dumps. I was convincing him to take it easy on the booze. There's nothing going on between us."

Owen was pleasantly surprised to hear Cecilia explaining her interaction with Avery.

"When he's feeling low, you're there to comfort him. What about me? And you're calling him by his first name, so warmly. You've never called me anything but ‘Mr. Malicious’ or ‘Shameless Owen.’ The nicest I’ve been called is ‘Mr. Martinez.’"

He was dying to hear Cecilia call his name sweetly; it would melt him to the core.

Seeing Avery continue to drown his sorrows, Cecilia sighed and pulled Owen back to the checkout counter, urging him to take a seat while she stood beside him, speaking softly.