The Day I Kissed An Older Man

"Or is it because you've fallen for someone else? Who is it? I want the name of the woman who stole my childhood sweetheart! Tell me!"

Claire grabbed Sherman's collar, her eyes turning red with emotion. He could tell she was about to lose control again.

"You're sick, Claire. Go home and take your medicine. Don't waste both of our time here. Please? Take it as a favor to me. Don't make a scene here."

Sherman glanced toward the door. He did not want things to get any uglier, especially with Rita waiting for him in another room.

"Heh, so I'm right. You've really fallen for someone else. Is it Rita? I knew it. You've never spoken up for any other woman! What's so special about her? What do you even like about her? Have you forgotten how happy we were together?"

"Claire, don't push me. Yes, we were happy together, but that was a long time ago. You need to wake up."

Sherman was growing increasingly frustrated.

Rita? I know you've fallen for another woman. You're infatuated with Rita,

deepened, and he blurted in despair, "Yes, I've fallen for Rita. I've developed feelings for her. Can you just let me

Rita, Mister Sherman is seeing off a guest. He'll

argument coming from inside and asked with concern, "Who's in there? It

conflicted. She knew who was inside, but this was Sherman's private affair. Moreover, she was unsure if she should take a

mustered the courage

she heard Sherman's confession. She glanced instinctively

Silence filled the room.

said what he said to get Claire off his case, but he

flushed red. Coupled with Claire's murderous gaze, even the most oblivious person would realize what the