Chapter 133

‘Sigh. He saw me after all…’

Without waiting for Corinne to give a reason to explain, the man leaned over and approached her for a while with a stern, oppressive tone. “Didn’t I forbid you from drinking anything other people offer you? Did you forget what I said?”

There was such a disparity in height that Corinne was forced to tilt her neck upward

uncomfortably. “I didn’t. I remember…”

Jeremy lifted her small face forcibly again, with his fingers pinching her cheeks gently and the web between his index finger and thumb propping her chin up. He held her condescendingly and said, “And you still did it?”

Corinne explained uncomfortably. “Mister, it’s not what you think…”

The man’s face was calm as usual, but there was a bit of sullen annoyance in his expression. “How do you think I should feel when my wife is drinking with another man in front of me?”

She knew she had been wrong and could only say concisely to him,

slightly. “And

she was unable to explain her situation clearly unless she told him everything. Corinne could only tell the truth and say, “Mister Jason has three paintings in his gallery that I want. He refused to sell them to me, but he said that he’d give them

frowned and let go of her. “You can let me know which paintings you want. There’s no need for you to drink

so I don’t think it’s appropriate to bother

give you

eyes as she said, “A relationship between two people essentially starts with owing something to each other. Whether it’s favors or money, what’s given must be returned, and what’s owed must be repaid. It’s a two-way street, and that’s how relationships start to become complicated and muddy. Once that happens, it’ll be difficult to

to be eagerly looking forward to the day that you can finally

him, but she seemed

because her chin was a little sore from being pinched by him, but a vengeful idea came to

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want me to depend on you? Aren’t you more

lowered his

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