"Owen, back off. It's not comfortable with you clinging onto me like that!"

Cecilia tried to shake off his arm, but without success. She was worried about falling off the scooter, so she quickly grabbed the handlebars again.

Innocently, Owen said, "I'm just afraid I might fall off. It's safer to hold onto you."

Cecilia's face turned sour at his shamelessness, but she was helpless against him.

He was such a rascal.

If it wasn't for her mom stepping in, he might never have agreed to divorce her.

Luckily, the ride from the alley to the Yates family's place wasn't far, and they soon arrived at their gate.

Cecilia parked the scooter, and struggled to get his hands off her.

Hearing footsteps in the yard, Owen quickly let go of her.

He got off the scooter, smiling.

Although he hadn't gained anything, at least he got to hold her. He felt like he'd scored.

Cecilia glared at him, whispering, "Owen, just because I agreed to your pursuit doesn't mean I've accepted you. I'm not your girlfriend yet. You should respect me, not take advantage of me." She hadn't followed her mom's advice to change her number, to disappear for a while. Giving Owen a chance was also giving herself a chance, but it didn't actually mean she had accepted him.

With a serious face, Owen said, "Cecilia, I didn't take advantage of you, I was just worrying about my safety. How about this, if you feel you've been wronged, you can hold onto me. For as long as you want. I'll let you get the compensation you deserve."

Cecilia was exasperated.

"Cecilia, you're back."

Wilma came out of the house.

She was visiting the Yates family.

Seeing it was Wilma, Owen breathed a sigh of relief.

the elders of the Yates family coming

off work. Wilma, have you had

Cecilia, is this

Owen's face darkened.

introduced him like

being

my friend,

was her boyfriend; she just introduced him as

the opposite sex was usually

Cecilia with a smile, "Cecilia, you've got good taste. This guy's

a while, asking, "Young man, is this bouquet made of real money or fake? It

"Wilma, you've got a sharp

didn't say whether the money was real or fake, he just complimented Wilma,

chit-chatting for a while, Wilma told Cecilia, "I have to go home and cook now, I don't want to interrupt you and your friend. You

"Goodbye, Wilma."

bid Wilma farewell in a friendly

"This young man sure knows how

yard where she parked the scooter. She took the keys and turned to go inside, but found Owen was gone. She looked around, but

strange; did he go

was no sound of him talking in the house, only the sound of

grandfather loved two things,

moment he was

look, but still

he would just leave

to her house,

must have

and went

she entered, she

had coffee when Wilma was visiting. When Cecilia went in, she saw her grandfather pouring out a cup

Cecilia's grandfather made a casual

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