Chapter 127


    Cecilia picked up some gum outside, and when she got back home, she went straight to the


    washroom to wash off the heavy makeup on her face. Feeling much fresher without that thickyer


    of makeup, she didn''t n on changing out of what she thought was a sexy outfit.


    Luckily, given what truly sexy clothing could be, her outfit was rather modest and not too revealing.


    Owen didn''t seem to have any issues with what she was wearing.


    Only after chewing on a couple pieces of gum did Cecilia return to the café.


    Owen was still in his weird outfit and makeup.


    This was a hotel owned by the Martinez family. If he were to wash off the paint on his face and take


    off his sunsses, he would be easily recognized.


    Cecilia knew well enough that Owen didn''t want much to do with her.


    And that was fine with her, she didn''t want much to do with him either.


    Back at her seat, there was already a cup of coffee waiting for her.


    "Did you order this coffee for me?"


    Owen replied, "No, who else would have ordered it for you, a ghost? Would you dare drink it if a


    ghost ordered it for you?"


    Cecilia shot back, "If you were a ghost, I''d drink as many cups as you ordered. Are you a ghost?"


    Owen said, "Real men don''t argue with women!"


    "And what exactly makes you a ''real man''?"


    Owen''s face darkened, though it was hard to tell through the paint on his face.


    "Cecilia, don''t think that just because my grandfather brought you here, you can insult me all you


    want. I am a real man."


    "You should ask yourself, are you a good person? If you''re not a good person, you''re not a real


    man."


    "Not a real man? Would you like to see proof of that..."


    "Ugh, who cares about your manhood? Stop trying to take advantage of me. But now that you


    mentioned it, I am a bit worried about you..."


    Cecilia mischievously nced down at hisp.


    Owen immediately closed his legs, looking rmed.


    He muttered under his breath, "Cecilia, have you no decency? Are you even ady?"


    Ceciliaughed, "You''re so in love with Ruby, and you haven''t done anything to her. I don''t believe


    you''re a man. The only thing I can think of is that you''re impotent."


    Owen mmed the table in anger, shouting, "There''s absolutely nothing wrong with me!"


    Everyone in the café turned to look.


    Owen was speechless.


    Cecilia quickly stood up and exined to everyone, "Don''t misunderstand, I was talking about his


    cooking skills. He ims that he''s a good cook, so I told him to cook dinner when we get home


    tonight."


    Everyone understood that she was just covering up.


    They all gave Cecilia a few sympathetic looks before going back to their coffees.


    Owen felt like Cecilia was his worst nightmare.


    She was shamelessly brazen to a shocking degree. He thought he was already pretty shameless,


    butpared to Cecilia, he was nothing.


    Cecilia sat back down, lightly patting her chest as she quietlyined to Owen, "What are you


    getting so worked up for? You''re drawing attention to us, making me cover for you so people don''t


    misunderstand."


    Owen gritted his teeth, "So you''re saying I should be thanking you?"


    "That''s not a big deal, you don’t have to thank me."


    Owen told himself to be patient, to be more patient, he couldn''t let her drive him crazy.


    Watching her leisurely drink her coffee, he asked her, "How did you get to know my grandfather?


    He''s only been gone for two days and you''ve managed to get him to sell me out. Cecilia, you''re


    quite the schemer."


    "Do you know that he is my grandfather, deliberately getting close to him, winning his favor, and


    having him create opportunities for us?"


    Cecilia, who was drinking her coffee, spitted it all over Owen''s face.


    "Cecilia!" Owen really wanted to strangle her.


    Cecilia immediately stood up and started wiping his face with a tissue.


    As she wiped, she ended up wiping off most of the paint on his face.


    The tissue was all colorful.


    Owen''s face looked terrible.


    Cecilia awkwardly tossed the multicolored tissue into the trash can under the table. Sheughed


    awkwardly, "You''re so handsome, and handsome guys should be gentle. Those who get angry at


    girls are not good men. Besides, your face is all covered in paint, it looks really scary. I got so


    scared I spat out my coffee."


    Owen felt that if he continued to interact with her, he might go mad.


    He stood up, took out his wallet again, and pulled out a stack of money. He mmed it down in front


    of Cecilia and told her, "Here''s money for your dinner. Get yourself something to eatter if you''re


    hungry, and then get a cab home!"


    Cecilia immediately picked up the money, smiling happily, "Don''t worry, I''ll take good care of myself.


    Get home safe!"


    Owen was about to leave when he suddenly stopped and growled, "I don’t need your fake care."


    "Oh, I''m sorry, I misspoke, I apologize."


    Owen stared at Cecilia for a moment before saying coldly, "Cecilia, no matter what tricks you used


    to trick my grandfather''s into arranging this blind date, I''ll tell you, I only love Ruby. I won''t love


    anyone else. You might as well give up now, not everyone can go from being ordinary to important


    like Lucinda."


    Cecilia stopped smiling and also stood up. She grabbed Owen by the cor, pulling him closer. She


    leaned in and said seriously, "Owen, let me tell you, I never fooled your grandfather. I didn''t even


    know Trenton was your grandfather."


    "I didn''t want to have a blind date with you either. Didn''t you see how I intentionally wore heavy


    makeup, ate garlic, and this outfit? I made so many sacrifices, all to make you think that I''m not a


    lady, to make you dislike me."


    "Do you really think everyone would like you? I know your feelings for Ruby very well. I would have


    to be stupid and blind to want to marry you."


    Owen said, "Even if you wanted to marry me, I wouldn''t want to marry you."


    "Hmph, you were forced by your grandfather to go on this blind date. If I really wanted to marry you,


    you might actually have to marry me."


    Owen was at a loss for words.


    "If you don''t want me to marry you, you should apologize to me right now, say that you


    misunderstood me, and ask me not to hold it against you."


    Owen easily pulled away from Cecilia''s grip on his cor and said coldly, "You are a few years


    younger than me but act like an elder trying to teach me a lesson, Cecilia, you truly are shameless."


    Leaving Cecilia behind, he walked away.


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    Owen didn''t just hit the road, he took the elevator up to the penthouse.


    If he''s workingte, he doesn''t bother going home, he just crashes at the hotel, the penthouse is his


    own personal digs.


    As soon as he stepped through the door and shut it behind him, Owen stripped off his clothes and


    bee-lined for the bathroom.


    After washing away the paint, his handsome face came back into view.


    He slipped into some clean clothes, Owen looked at himself in the mirror, yeah, looking good, what


    a stud.


    If Cecilia couldn''t see that, then it only meant her taste was off.


    Good thing, he didn''t see much in her either.


    But hanging out with her, he had to admit, was kind of rxing. Even though she could be


    infuriating at times, but it magically made him forget about all the things that bothered him, which


    was something he hadn''t felt in a while.