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

am, so what are we going to do

I didn’t do anything to you,

face sank and he asked, “Wasn’t Jason in

asked him to get some clothes for me. He brought me here to rest, and he went right

deeply

tell you 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 you

me… You don’t seem to mind me being friendly to other women, do you? Corinne Carew, sometimes I can’t help but think that

sense of security

I’m saying. I have no sense of security and every

that, he squeezed her waist roughly as if to

her a lesson.

the hook. Please have some respect for yourself,

He gently tickled her underarm and said, “You’re my wife so I can mess around however I

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

One of his

misunderstand me, Mister.

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