The Day I Kissed An Older Man

Claire subconsciously toned down her aggressive demeanor when she saw Rita coming out. She even dusted off the dust on her skirt.

“What am I doing here? Rita, are you that clueless? Why don’t you ask yourself what you’ve been up to lately?”

Rita smiled and replied, “Miss Claire, you seem to have overstepped your boundaries. Our relationship should be that of interviewer and interviewee. What obligation do I have to report my activities to you?”

“We didn’t have much of a relationship before, but you stole my boyfriend.

That’s a big deal. How shameless can you be? We’ve been together for so

many years, and there has never been another woman by his side, only you.

you. Does your family know you’re a homewrecker?

questioning, especially since her mother had passed away long ago. Moreover,

Claire, why do you insist on making me admit to something I haven’t done? You’re not a judge. What gives you the right to accuse me of stealing your boyfriend? And you haven’t even told me who your boyfriend is. If I don’t even know who he is, how could I

compose herself, but Claire unexpectedly blurted out Sherman’s

You and him were never together,” said

ever seen a man be so open? If we weren’t together, how could we be so intimate? I can freely enter his office. Have you seen anyone else with that privilege? Do you know when his birthday is? What is his favorite food? You know nothing, so what gives you the right to conclude that I’m not

the lobby because it was bustling with people. At that moment, many of Rita’s colleagues

are they talking about? Why are two women arguing here again? Is it about a

they’re just making things up? Sherman just got married, didn’t he? How could he be involved

person, astonished upon hearing Sherman’s name, could not