Faux Vows, True Desires novel Chapter 48

"Mom."

Ethan walked up to Mrs. Blue and gently called out to her.

Mrs. Blue turned her head to look at him, hushed him, and whispered, "Honey, speak softly. Don't wake the baby. The baby just fell asleep."

"Mom, I'm your son, Ethan."

Ethan said helplessly, "Don't mistake me for dad."

He did look a lot like his father.

"You're joking again. Our Ethan is still so young. Don't make noise. I need to put our daughter to sleep."

Mrs. Blue glared at Ethan in front of her, then went back to cuddling the doll in her arms.

Ethan looked at his mother, who remembered him but couldn't recognize him, and felt a deep sorrow in his heart.

He silently swore to himself that he would find his sister, whether she was alive or dead.

He believed his sister was still alive.

Because he and his sister were twins, if she wasn't around, he would be able to sense it.

He didn't feel any sharp pain, which meant his sister must still be alive. He just didn't know where she was.

After dinner, Stefan took Lucinda around to familiarize her with the environment.

They casually strolled and chatted.

Time flew by without them realizing it.

As night fell, Lucinda had to face the reality of sharing a bed with him again.

"I told you I wouldn’t touch you tonight."

Stefan handed Lucinda a set of clean clothes, pinched her face playfully, and said, "Lucy, don't treat me like a hungry wolf."

Even though he was indeed a hungry wolf.

But he didn't want her to be afraid of him.

Lucinda was mumbling something to herself, but Stefan didn't hear her clearly.

"I've prepared the bath for you. You go bathe first. I'll be busy in the study for a while. You go to bed early after your bath; you don't have to wait for me."

Hearing that he was going to the study, Lucinda felt a weight lifted off her chest. She took the clothes he handed her and went straight into the bathroom.

Stefan watched as the bathroom door closed before leaving the room and entering the study next door.

He didn't read or deal with work.

He was drawing.

He remembered the things Lucinda told him.

He still remembered what those men in black looked like.

He didn't know how long it had been when he heard Lucinda's praise: "Stefan, you're really good at drawing. These people look so real."

Stefan looked up to see her in the pajamas he had prepared for her. His eyes softened, and he couldn't help but put down his brush, pull her closer, and sit her on his lap.

Lucinda tensed up.

She was not used to his actions.

She didn't dare to struggle. She was sitting in a sensitive area, afraid that her struggle might arouse his desire.

"Lucy, relax; I'm not going to eat you."

Stefan chuckled, leaned into her cheek, and blew a few breaths of warm air, noticing her shivering reaction.

Such a sensitive girl.

"Do these clothes fit well?"

"They fit perfectly. But this is my first time coming home with you. How come you have clothes that fit me?"

Stefan was taken aback by her question.