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

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

holding back her pain to say

not wish to be the owner of the place? "Are you joking?" Sherman's face

the Sherman she

held her hand was not

someone

part ways if

‘He's so good.

use my overbearing father as an

she had

he was happy could

kind of you to even think about my future

looked at Rita, his gaze hardened

bitterly, not even daring to look up at

could feel him staring at her, but what could she give him? Someone like her