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.

herself look meek in front of me. Rather than cry

after recalling how he nearly severed her head off when he

haven’t slept with

subject changed a little too quickly that

for God’s sake! Why are you so

Jeremy was speechless.

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

it was inappropriate to

to prepare for the surgery, but I’ll bear witness to your matrimony today. Remember to consummate your

when it

you tricked him with a

you later. Have a good rest now,” he

thing a rest, alas. “I’ll

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

to her from behind and gazed down to see what it

house rules. We’re already in the twenty-first

pen. “You can stop copying

said, “Guess I’ll

gained a deeper understanding of the power gap between herself and Jeremy after being strangled earlier. He could easily crush her to death like he could crush an ant. It was not so much her of him, but rather, she just did not feel the need to make her life

priority was to ensure peace during her days in the Holden household, and that meant not making enemies and avoiding much contact with Jeremy.

got up, walked past Jeremy, and avoided him as much as possible. However,

pain. “What are you

“I’m

palm had just grabbed the sorest part of her

the day, her forearm bumped

of conflict were taking a

pulled a long face.

and said in a low voice, “Head

not bother going down and merely shook off

pajamas and went to bed to get ready

Jeremy called out to

over and saw him sitting leisurely like a king on the

“Why should I?”

corner of the table. “To have some ointment

twitched.

eyes and gave her a death stare. “Are you coming here, or shall I go to

bed, so she gritted her teeth and got up. Once she walked over to him, she stretched her injured

“Fine. Hurry up!”

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