The Day I Kissed An Older Man

Chapter 15

Corinne’s face turned purple.

By then, Pamela caught her breath and anxiously bleated, “Jeremy… Let go of her…”

Jeremy immediately released his grip and tossed Corinne to one side before going over and asking, “How are you feeling?”

Pamela waved her hand weakly. “It’s okay… Earlier, I…I got a prune pit stuck in my throat, but Corinne saved me using the Heimlich maneuver. See that pit on the ground? I spat it out…”

Jeremy froze slightly and glanced down at the inconspicuous prune pit on the ground. Then, he looked at Corinne once more, frowning slightly.

Corinne got up from the ground and rubbed her arm, which was sore after she had been mercilessly thrown onto the ground by Jeremy. She then went up to Pamela and explained, “I baked those pastries for myself this morning, Ma’am. I tend to leave prunes unpitted because I prefer the subtle bitterness that appears when you bake them. It’s not very suitable for old people though, so I sincerely apologize for that.”

She bowed sincerely before straightening her figure and looking at Jeremy.

“You should call a doctor to check up on her, Mister—I mean…Jeremy.” At the end of her sentence, she turned around and went upstairs to the room.

Jeremy felt a wave of mixed emotions when he looked at Corinne’s straight, slender back.

…

The whole incident gave Pamela a minor scare, and she only fell asleep after being helped into the room. That afternoon, the family doctor came to check up on her, and she had her blood pressure taken to confirm that she was alright.

After the family doctor left, the old lady regained some of her energy and said, “Could you wait outside for a bit, Francine? I have something to say to your brother.”

Francine was a little reluctant to go because she wanted to listen in on their conversation, but Jeremy’s stern look left her no choice but to leave.

With only the two of them left in the room, Jeremy walked to the bed and asked, “Is something the matter, Grandma?”

Pamela smiled warmly and looked up at her tall, handsome grandson. “I’m all fine now, Jeremy.”

“I’m glad to hear that.”

Pamela asked, “I’m curious how you got to know Corinne.”

“It was by chance.”

Pamela nodded slowly. “She’s a good kid. I like her very much.”

There was a fleeting glimmer of surprise in Jeremy’s eyes, and his handsome eyes narrowed slightly. “Are you saying that just because she saved you?”

That escalated quickly, considering how she was giving Corinne some punishment just moments before he returned home.

meek in front of me. Rather than cry and complain when you misunderstood her actions, she came to me just

how he nearly severed her head off when

haven’t slept with her yet,

quickly that Jeremy ended up

“You’re in your thirties, for God’s

Jeremy was speechless.

old grandfather, but I think that you chose a good wife. Marriage isn’t child’s play, you know. I do hope the two of you will be able to live a happy life together in the

it was inappropriate to explain

but I’ll bear witness to your matrimony today. Remember to consummate your marriage later so your grandfather can hold his great-grandson

expression darkened. “Grandma, when it comes to that, I

that you tricked him with a fake marriage. You know the kind of temper he has. He’ll

rubbed his eyebrows. “I’ll have someone bring dinner for you later. Have a

still did not give the consummation thing a rest, alas. “I’ll do

…

the room, he saw Corinne sitting alone at the computer desk. She seemed to be

her from behind and gazed down to see what it was she was writing. “You’re doing

to her task at hand while complaining, “I’m copying the house rules. We’re already in the twenty-first century, but your

pen. “You can

and said, “Guess I’ll go

her to death like he could crush an ant. It was not so much her of him, but rather, she just

meant not making enemies and avoiding much contact with Jeremy. As

up, walked past Jeremy, and avoided him as much as

in pain.

his eyes at her. “I’m surprised you know what pain feels

palm had just grabbed the sorest part of

in the day, her forearm bumped into the corner of

avoid any sort of conflict were taking a hit because

pulled a long face.

and said in a low voice, “Head downstairs and let the

scratch.” Corinne did not bother going down and merely shook off

her pajamas and went to bed to get

out to her in

leisurely like a king on the single-seater sofa.

“Why should I?”

corner of the table. “To have some ointment

twitched. “No

stare. “Are you coming here, or shall I go

want him to go up to the bed, so she

“Fine. Hurry up!”

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