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.

situations, and she doesn’t try to assert dominance or make herself look meek in front of me. Rather than cry and complain when you misunderstood her actions, she came to me just to calmly explain everything and apologize for what happened.

how he nearly severed her head off when he choked her in a fit of

haven’t slept with her yet, have

changed a little too quickly that Jeremy ended up frozen in

“You’re in your thirties, for God’s sake! Why are

Jeremy was speechless.

I think that you chose a good wife. Marriage isn’t child’s play, you know. I do hope

felt that it was inappropriate to

bear witness to your matrimony today. Remember to consummate your marriage later so your grandfather

expression darkened. “Grandma, when it comes

him, “If you don’t listen to my advice, I’ll tell your grandfather that you tricked him with a fake

dinner for you later. Have a good

rest, alas. “I’ll do my rounds later

to the room, he saw Corinne sitting alone at the computer desk. She seemed to be engrossed in writing something that she did not even look up when he came

and gazed down to

complaining, “I’m copying the house rules. We’re already in the twenty-first century, but your family still has written family rules. My oh

took away her pen. “You can stop copying now. No one’s going to punish you

waist and said, “Guess I’ll go bathe and

could crush an ant. It was not so

household, and that meant not making enemies and avoiding

as much as possible. However, a strong force pulled

pain. “What

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

had just grabbed

Jeremy threw her down earlier in the day, her forearm bumped into the corner of the

plans to avoid any sort of conflict were taking a hit because of

long face.

said in a low voice, “Head downstairs

not bother going down and merely shook off his hand before

her pajamas and went to bed to get ready to

out to her in a loud

king on the single-seater sofa. She

“Why should I?”

the corner of the table. “To have some ointment applied

twitched. “No

a death stare. “Are

him! She did not want him to go up to the bed, so she gritted her teeth and got up. Once she walked over

“Fine. Hurry up!”

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