Faux Vows, True Desires

Chapter 345

"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.

it was the elders of the Yates

work. Wilma, have you had

about to go home and cook. Cecilia, is this your boyfriend? He looks familiar, like

Owen's face darkened.

introduced

he worth being

he's my

say he was her boyfriend;

of the opposite sex was usually assumed to

Cecilia with a smile, "Cecilia, you've got good taste. This guy's pretty good in all aspects, well

stared at it for a while, asking, "Young man, is this bouquet made of real money or fake? It looks so real, and it's pretty as a bouquet. You young folk sure know how

saying, "Wilma, you've

was real or fake, he

while, Wilma told Cecilia, "I have to go home and cook now, I

"Goodbye, Wilma."

Wilma farewell in

saying, "This young

Wilma left, Cecilia pushed the scooter into the yard. Her family had a tin garage in the yard where she parked the scooter. She took the keys and turned to go

strange; did he go

the house, only the sound

things,

he was watching

look, but still

no way he would just leave like

the way to her house, how could he

must have gone

turned and went back into the

she looked around

in, she saw her grandfather pouring out a cup of unfinished coffee. "Cecilia, you've

granddaughter, Cecilia's grandfather made a casual

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