Faux Vows, True Desires novel Chapter 74

Walter responded, "She's already left, might be heading your way, I guess."

Owen kept his silence for a moment, then said, "Got it, you keep things going back at the office. I might need a couple days off, caught a wicked cold this time."

Walter asked with concern, "You're usually in tip-top shape, how did you catch a cold out of the blue?"

Owen shot a resentful glance at the woman still busy sweeping the floor, grinding his teeth, "Cause someone decided to give me an icy shower this morning."

"Who dared to dump a bucket of cold water on you? Tell me who is that person, I wanna know who’s got the balls to do that."

"Walter, are you trying to have a laugh at my expense?"

"Nah, just wanted to help you get back at them."

Owen snorted, "Thanks, but I can handle it."

He was handling it.

Walter felt a bit let down, "Why won't you let me help you out? If anything like this happens again, leave it to me. I'll make sure whoever messed with you gets what they deserve."

"Would you hit a woman?"

"I don't hit women, I'm a stand-up guy. Wait a minute, did a woman dump water on you?"

Walter was flabbergasted. Their president was such a heartthrob, what woman wouldn't be swept off their feet by his charm? Working side by side with him for years, he'd never seen a woman bear any ill will towards him.

Even Ruby had a bit of a crush on him, although she wanted more and thought Stefan was a better catch.

He was certain, if Ruby couldn't marry Stefan, she would definitely pick Owen.

Now that Stefan got married, and from what Walter had seen over the past few days, Stefan was head over heels for his new bride. It wasn't just because his new wife was the sister of an old classmate of his.

"If there's nothing else, I'm hanging up."

Without another word, Owen ended the call.

He left Walter in suspense on the other end of the line, not revealing who had the audacity to drench him in cold water.

"Hello? Hello?... You hung up before you finished, that's so unfair!"

Walter grumbled a bit.

Owen didn’t care about Walter’s complaints. He hung up the phone and saw Cecilia had finished sweeping the floor, then he scattered a pile of napkins all over it.

"It's still dirty, sweep it again!"

Seeing the freshly swept floor now covered in napkins again, Cecilia was fuming. She picked up the broom and stormed over.

Owen watched her coldly, and Cecilia immediately softened.

He sneered, "If you dare to hit me with that broom, I'd actually respect that. Do you dare to? Where's the bravado you had when you drenched me?"

Cecilia gripped the broom tightly.

Owen stared at her provocatively. He knew what she cared about, so he was harsh with his words. Suddenly, a broom came flying towards him. The broom that had just swept the floor hit him in the face.

Owen instinctively waved his hand to block the broom, then caught it, staring wide-eyed at Cecilia, who bravely met his gaze.

"You always tell me to be assertive, and I want to be assertive. So, I'll do as you expect."

"You!"

Owen was fuming.

"Cecilia! I'll remember this!"