The Day I Kissed An Older Man

"What's wrong? Don't you like this design? I can have the designer start over if you don't." Rita shook her head quickly.

"It's not that I don't like it; it's just that this place is too good.

I love every detail of the design, I really do, but..." "But what?" Sherman asked anxiously.

He had put his heart and soul into this, just to make sure Rita would be pleasantly surprised when she moved in.

All this was so she could feel comfortable living there.

"T love it, but this isn't mine." Sherman could see the disappointment in Rita's gaze.

She was clearly pretending to be strong by saying those words, and that baffled Sherman.

"We're husband and wife.

This is our shared home, so why do you say this isn't yours?" "It's yours, Sherman, not mine.

I] know you married me out of obligation, and once the dust settles, I'm willing to divorce you.

have to act a certain way when

place will eventually welcome its true owner." Sherman's expression changed, while Rita's smile seemed

holding back her pain

wish to be the owner of the place? "Are you joking?" Sherman's face became expressionless again,

was the Sherman she was

and held her hand was not

was someone

if she got

‘He's so good.

father as an excuse to

she had to

he was happy could she truly be

of you to even think about

his arms and looked at Rita, his gaze hardened with

not even daring to look up

but what could she give him? Someone like her and her family would only be a