Faux Vows, True Desires

Chapter 315

Lucinda gave a glance at her phone, "It's almost seven o'clock, I gotta get up pronto. I have a makeup appointment with Tiffany at seven."

Stefan watched her scurry out of bed and his embrace, then he clung to the pillow she once slept on, like a man feeling the sting of loss.

When Lucinda finished changing and cleaning up, she saw him still on the bed hugging the pillow. She went over, chuckling as she took the pillow from him and said lightly, "Come on, get up. Tiffany will be here soon. Never mind, keep hugging the pillow. I'll go to the guest room with Tiffany."

She stuffed the pillow back into his arms and turned to leave.

"Sweetie." A pitiful voice came from behind. Lucinda quickly turned and said, "Stefan, don't call me with that tone. It makes me uncomfortable."

"Sweetie, you're ignoring me. You're all about work now, and you probably can't even remember your husband's name."

Lucinda said, "My husband's name is Stefan. You go to work too, but have I ever acted like you?"

"Come here, give me a kiss, and I won't feel so lost."

In the end, Lucinda turned back. She gave him two kisses, and then left.

Anyone who saw Stefan like this might be shocked.

Just out of the room, she saw Tiffany coming up the stairs.

"Tiffany, morning."

Tiffany yawned and then chuckled, "Lucy, morning."

After saying that, she yawned again.

"Stefan is still in the room. Let's go to the guest room."

Lucinda led Tiffany into the guest room. Seeing Tiffany constantly yawning, she felt sorry and said, "Tiffany, I feel bad for you. You have to get up so early to do my makeup."

"It's part of my job, no big deal. I didn’t sleep well, not because of getting up early, but because Liam was pestering me all night, asking what was wrong with him. It pissed me off. I kicked him off the bed and locked the door to get some sleep."

Lucinda laughed, "Liam just isn't sensitive enough. He can't see where the problem lies. He even went to his brother a few times, but even Stefan doesn't know what's wrong."

"If I hadn't argued with him often and developed feelings, he'd probably be alone forever. He's not romantic at all. He just keeps asking me what's wrong with him, where the problem lies, and he doesn't even know how to send me a bouquet of flowers. There are so many roses in his garden, but he never cut one for me."

"He really doesn't get romance."

Stefan would prepare a room full of new clothes, jewelry, and endless surprises for her.

His deep affection and care completely captured her heart.

But Liam had no clue what to do.

"Lucy, we're both experienced people now. I don't mind if you laugh at me. If I hadn't taken the initiative, I guess he'd never have taken any further steps with me. How did I fall for him!"

Lucinda sat at the dressing table. Tiffany opened her makeup box and began to do Lucinda's makeup.

"Once this makeup is set, you'll have to put it on every day. You need to think it through. Do you want to make it look better? The workplace is competitive. You're a newcomer, if you don't look good, you might be bullied, regardless of gender. If you look better, your male colleagues might help you solve some problems when they see your face."

Lucinda thought for a moment, "Let's use the makeup look from the night we went to the club. It's not beautiful, but it's not ugly either. It's very ordinary."

Tiffany paused, "Won't that look remind you of the bad memories about your partner?"

Lucinda was speechless.

He hadn't even brought that up with her yet.

"Then you decide, as long as people can't tell I'm Stefan's wife. I believe you can do it!"

"Alright, I'll make the decision."

Tiffany had an idea.

By the time Stefan came out of the room, Tiffany had finished her work.

She was sitting on the sofa downstairs, sipping a fresh hot milk.

She had already had breakfast, and she just hadn't finished the milk yet.

Liam, who was waiting for her to come home for breakfast, was getting impatient. He came to find Tiffany, and he was just in time to come in.

He came in and Stefan went down.

"Tiffany, where's Lucy?"

"Tiffany, aren't you hungry? I told you, I'll make breakfast for you. Go back and have breakfast after you're done. I'm waiting for you, but you're here leisurely drinking milk."

Liam's words were full of resentment. Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

Stefan couldn't even bear to watch.

Couldn't Liam be a little more gentle?

But, they've been dealing with each other like this since they were kids. If one of them suddenly turned gentle, the other one would definitely be uncomfortable.

Sure enough, looking at Tiffany's indifferent expression, Stefan knew that Liam's attitude couldn't affect her.

"Lucy went to work. She's having a packed breakfast on the road. She told me to tell you that you don't need to send her."

Tiffany stayed here just to deliver this message.

She didn't respond to Liam's words.

"We agreed to go to the company together. Why did she leave?"

Stefan looked regretful. He was only in the room for a while, and Lucinda had left him.

Tiffany laughed, "Lucy doesn't want people to know her real identity. If she's a working-class person, she has to look like that."

What else could Stefan say?

"Lucy's message is delivered. If there's nothing else, I'll go first."

Tiffany finished her milk and handed the cup to Liam, "Could you wash this for me? Enjoy your breakfast. I'm off to work."

Liam grabbed Tiffany, "You should eat something too. My homemade breakfast is full of love."

"I'm already full."

"I'll pack it for you. You can take it to work and eat it when you're hungry."

Seeing Liam's pleading eyes, Tiffany softened a bit. "Alright then."

Liam immediately showed a joyful smile.

The two left happily. However, as soon as they left, Stefan heard them arguing again.

Stefan was at a loss for words.

He knew their peaceful situation wasn't going to last very long.

Fast forward forty minutes later.

Ascend Global.

"Mr. Coleman."

Stefan walked in with a confident stride, and everyone he passed greeted him cheerfully.

Lucinda, who just finished filling out her employment forms, was led out of the HR department by a staff member, just in time to bump into Stefan.

The staff member immediately stopped, and a smile spread across her face. As Stefan passed by, she greeted him respectfully, "Good day, Mr. Coleman."

Lucinda watched her husband intently.

The staff member nudged her gently, whispering, "That's our boss."

Lucinda snapped back to reality, hurriedly chiming in, "Good morning, boss!"

Stefan paused in his tracks.