The Day I Kissed An Older Man

Chapter 410

Jeremy stroked Corinne’s hair as though she was a cat.

“I’m just saying it like it is. You know Anya saved my life, so I have no choice but to make sure I can give her a reasonable explanation. I wouldn’t have gone through all that trouble if it was any other person. Earlier, I wanted to come in with you but Anya suddenly vomited everywhere and kept calling for me, so I-”

Corinne rolled her eyes and interrupted him, “Say no more. I can see where this is going.”

Jeremy raised an eyebrow. “Do you now? Well, where is this going?”

Corinne sat up a little straighter in his lap and said

confidently, “I understand your dilemma, Mister, because Anya is your savior and she lost something irretrievable to save you back then. So, you feel like you’re deeply indebted to her. Therefore, you can’t just leave her alone whenever she’s in some sort of trouble. Am I right?”

Jeremy did not deny what she said. “Yeah, I’m sorry. Please give me a little more time to repay her kindness. Once that’s done, I promise you’ll never have to suffer like this anymore.”

Corinne felt a little lighter since she had unburdened herself from those words. “It’s okay. As long as you trust me, I’ll stop being angry. It’s only right for you to repay someone for saving your life. I understand and I trust you.

Jeremy knitted his brows tightly together and looked unhappily at her, “Little rascal, I won’t be angry at you if you

vent your anger out on me, you know.”

“I’m not going to vent to you. I’m not that

I am, so what are we going to

have to be petty for? I

and he asked, “Wasn’t Jason in

clothes for me. He brought

deeply

that I don’t like you being too friendly with another guy. In fact, I can’t promise I won’t lose my temper if I see

to other women, do you? Corinne

you don’t have a sense of security about this relationship, and that I’ll leave you at a

her. “Yes! That’s exactly what I’m saying. I have no sense of security and every day, I worry that you’ll run off with

squeezed her waist roughly as if to

her a lesson.

the hook. Please

He gently tickled her underarm and

through the upper half of her body and corrected him, “No! Ours is a sham marriage! We don’t even have a

have forgotten all about it if she had not brought it up. One of his eyebrows shot up when he asked, Shall we go get

“Ahem, please don’t misunderstand me, Mister. I

her forehead. “I want to get one. Do you? It’ll mean a lot to