The Day I Kissed An Older Man

"Sir, Ma'am, Mister Sherman, dinner is ready."

Polly brought out the last dish from the kitchen. The aroma wafted through the air from afar.

"It smells so good. Nothing beats the food you cook, Polly," said Sherman as he helped his grandmother to the dining table. That night, it would only be the three of them-Sherman and his grandparents- dining.

"Come back more often, then. I'll cook delicious meals for you every day," said Polly as she served soup to their bowls.

"Yes. If you want to eat Polly's food, come back more often. She loses motivation to cook when you're not home," added Chelsea.

Polly smiled. "Your grandparents have smaller appetites now, and more so your mother. Only your father eats more. You, Mister Sherman, tend to eat the most."

"The more you eat, the more accomplished Polly feels," Roger chimed in.

to have Polly prepare a container for you to take home.

cook another batch if Mister Sherman wants to drink it. This

come back home myself if I want more of the soup," Sherman

returned to the office, he finally managed to put the matter behind him. He decided to find a woman to fake a marriage with, at least to reassure his family. Both

did not necessarily have to know this woman well, but she must come from a background that would be acceptable to his parents. Most importantly, there could be no emotional entanglement between them, and they should be able to separate

to meet, but he could not guarantee

lawyer had said, online rumors were abundant. After Sherman had repeatedly taken down the photos

did not know what to ask Claire when he would face her again. 'Is it necessary to inquire whether she was involved in this matter?

He did not want to accept that the woman he

She wanted to pave the way for her dance

dared not recall how many words she spoke during