The Day I Kissed An Older Man

Rita frowned. "If someone doubts my innocence because of this kind of news, I have no reason to marry that man. Besides, it's the twenty-first century now. Everyone has some sort of past, and only old- fashioned people care about whether someone has had previous relationships. Dad, you're not one of those old-fashioned people, are you?"

"Where are you going with this? Having a past and being defiled by a vagrant are two completely different things! I'm warning you: sort this out quickly, or you can forget about being a reporter!"

"Dad!"

Vince waved, his decision already made. Perhaps he had been too lenient with his daughter. Who would have thought she would be so careless about her reputation? Rita could have her freedom, but only as long as it did not jeopardize her future interests.

As Vince looked at his daughter, who had grown to be a head shorter than him, all he could think of was her future.

too young to understand that I'm only looking out for her. When she

you'd let me pursue journalism. It's not even a year yet,

you think that's acceptable? You need to consider not only

care about me being assaulted by a vagrant? I've been home for so long, and you've never asked me

knew she should not care so much, but she still felt unsettled inside. After all, he was her father, yet he changed himself for

the words to speak, his throat tight with emotion. "You're standing here in front of

so it's just a matter of time you find someone new. But I didn't expect that while you were also forget about me. Sometimes I forgetting about Mom, you were wonder

slammed his hand on the coffee table. "When did I forget about your mother?