Chapter 285


    "What brings you here at this hour?" Cecilia asked casually after serving a customer some pastries.


    She whispered, "You''re all dolled up like you''re going on a date, driving a fancy sports car. You


    seem to be in a pretty good mood."


    Owen straightened up, and as she was about to walk away, he followed her and said, "I can''t eat


    when I''m alone at home, so I came here to have a meal with you. Maybe then I''ll be able to eat


    something."


    She didn’t eat like those so-calleddies who nibbled and said that they were full after just a few


    bites. She ate whatever she wanted, as much as she wanted, and didn’t care if she looked messy


    while eating.


    Of course, she didn’t look bad when she was eating.


    Anyway, Owen found it enjoyable watching her eat. It whetted his appetite and made him feel


    hungry too, so he could eat to his heart''s content.


    "I''m busy," Cecilia returned to the cash register as another customer came to settle the bill.


    Owen had to make way for the customer. After the customer left, he admired, "Business seems to


    be doing pretty well here."


    "Of course. Look at who''s running this ce. With me and Lucy as bosses, how could business not


    be good?"


    Owen was stunned.


    Indeed.


    Those two had be famous young female entrepreneurs in Pinehurst, especially Lucinda, who


    was as famous as a top celebrity.


    "Are you going to order take-out for lunch again? Don''t eat so much junk food, it''s not healthy."


    Owen rested his hands on the table, his gorgeous eyes fixed on her, saying, "Now that you''re free,


    let me take you out for lunch. If you''re worried about leaving your shop unattended, I can call


    someone to help you. Where''s Lucinda? Howe I never see her every time Ie to the shop?


    Both of you own this shop; why is it always you managing everything, and she doesn''t do anything?


    She''s like a boss who doesn''t do anything but still shares the profit. Cecilia, don''t you think you''re


    getting the short end of the stick?"


    Before he could finish, Cecilia started rummaging around.


    Owen, a bit confused, asked her, "Cecilia, what are you looking for? Tell me, I''ll help you find it."


    "Hand me the broom."


    Owen turned to where Cecilia was pointing, and fetched the broom for her, thinking he was being


    considerate, "Are you going to clean up? I can help you.Cecilia, why are you hitting me!"


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    Cecilia didn''t hesitate a bit to whack him with the broom.


    "That''s what you deserve. You''re always badmouthing Lucy in front of me, trying to sow discord


    between us. Owen, I''m telling you, I''m not falling for it. I didn''t listen to a word you said."


    Owen took a few hits from her, and after hearing what she said, he felt wronged and stepped back,


    putting some distance between them so she couldn''t hit him anymore.


    While rubbing the hit spots, he protested, "Didn''t I just state the facts? Every time Ie here, isn''t


    it always you taking care of the shop? You''re too busy even to have lunch with me, yet Lucinda gets


    to spend every day with Stefan."


    Cecilia charged out from behind the cash register with the broom, heading straight for him.


    Owen retorted, "Cecilia, if you hit me again, we''re through!"


    He didn''t run or dodge, took a few more hits, and justined loudly. Seeing that Cecilia didn''t


    stop, he had no choice but to take the broom away from her.


    The customers watched the event unfolding in front of them with great interest.


    Avery was relieved that he was just a customer there. If he were with a girl who would brandish a


    broom at the drop of a hat, he feared he might get beaten half to death.


    His boyfriend was the best, spoiling him rotten, never raising his voice at him, let alone resorting to


    domestic violence.


    "Owen, get out of here right now!"


    Without anything to hit him with, Cecilia angrily pointed at the door, ordering Owen to leave


    immediately.


    "You''re always stirring up trouble when youe here. Do you know where Lucy is? I wanted to eat


    seafood so she is out buying seafood. She''ll cook it for meter! I''m telling you, if you badmouth


    Lucy in front of me again, I''ll seal your mouth."


    Owen then addressed his feelings for her, "I just care about you, I just think you deserve better."


    "If you want to care about me, go care about your goddess. I dare not ept your care. Who knows


    if your goddess wille and wreck my shop when she finds out."


    "Cecilia."


    "I''m very angry; get out."


    "I''ll send you a transfer."


    "Who gives a damn about your stinking money, thinking you''re all that just because you''re rich."


    Owen was surprised and then said, "I just sent you a transfer, you seemed quite happy to ept it."


    Cecilia red at him angrily.


    Owen shrank back a bit.


    He handed the broom back to her, looked at her, and said quietly, "I spoke without knowing the full


    story, don''t be mad. Anger makes a woman age. I''ll get you some skincare products, take good care


    of yourself. If you like seafood, just tell me. I''ll treat you to a seafood feast, no need to bother


    Lucinda."


    Cecilia took the broom and poked him in the chest with it, saying grumpily, "All talk, no action. You


    said you''d take me to your beach house this weekend to enjoy the freshest seafood feast."


    "I''ll arrange it right away. We can go this afternoon and spend the weekend there."


    Cecilia was speechless.


    Why did it feel like this guy was just waiting for her to bring up the vacation, was all these a set up?


    For the first time since they had known each other, Cecilia felt that she''d been tricked by Owen.


    However, soon after, Cecilia said, "Never mind. Lucy said she''d take me along."


    "People go on weekend getaways as couples, you would just be a third wheel."


    Owen tried his best to persuade Cecilia to go on that beach vacation with him.


    "Lucy''s parents, grandparents, and two brothers are all going. With so many people, one more


    person won''t make any significant difference. I have thick skin, I''m not afraid of being embarrassed."


    Owen was left speechless.


    After all the fuss, Cecilia calmed down, sat back at the cash register, picked up her phone, and said


    to Owen, "What about the transfer you just promised? There''s no sign of it."


    "It was you who clearly said you didn''t want my stinking money."


    Cecilia chirped excitedly, "I''m very happy now, so you can send as much as you want. The happiest


    thing for me is to turn your money into my money."


    Owen whipped out his phone and started transferring money to her. After a bunch of transfers, he


    even handed all the cash he had with him to Cecilia. Then, he said, "Seeing cash feels a bit more


    real, the money in the bank ount just seems like a bunch of numbers."


    "I love seeing a bunch of numbers in my bank ount, the more the merrier. Having a lot of cash


    seems like a pile of money, but the more of this kind of money, the better."


    Owen indulgently stroked her forehead, "What a little money-grubber you are."


    Cecilia gently swatted his hand away.


    "Watch your words, and don''t just touch me. Do you want to get smacked?"


    "As a girl, you should be more polite and gentle, or else you might end up an old maid."


    Cecilia grinned proudly, "I''m already married."


    Owen was left speechless.