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.

Is it because of Rita? I know you've fallen for another woman. You're infatuated with Rita, and that's why you're so impatient with me. How

for Rita. I've developed feelings for her.

Mister Sherman is seeing off a guest. He'll be with you

from inside and asked with concern, "Who's in there? It sounds serious. Is

private affair. Moreover, she was unsure if she should take a look inside since the argument was only getting

mustered the courage to push open

confession. She glanced instinctively

Silence filled the room.

was dumbfounded, his eyes shifting between Claire and Rita. He only said what he said to get Claire off his

gaze, even the most oblivious person would realize what