The Day I Kissed An Older Man by Cher the Cherished

Chapter 281

‘Oh, he didn’t sleep a wink because he and Anya had spent the night experiencing the miracles of life!‘ Corinne remembered.

Jeremy frowned when he saw the look of disgust on her face.” Do I disgust you? All men have beards, you know.”

Corinne came back to her senses, got up from him, and shook her head after moving a little away. “No. You look handsome with a beard.”

Whether or not he grew a beard had nothing to do with her, so the question of liking or disliking it did not arise.

“You think I’m handsome, then?” There was a surge of heat in Jeremy’s expression, for it was rare to hear her say something nice about him.

Corinne remained calm. “Your handsomeness is a fact. My opinion doesn’t matter.”

“Is that why you are so cold toward me?”

“Am I supposed to be super friendly with you just because you’re handsome? There are plenty of handsome men out there, so am I supposed to get close to all of them?”

Jeremy’s complexion darkened. He dragged her over, sat her down on the sofa with a sullen face, and abruptly placed the cake plate in front of her as he said coldly, “Don’t think about that stuff. Eat your cake!”

was forced to sit. ‘Yeah, yeah, I’ll

might be swollen, but she could still hold the fork-

sofa while eating her cake. From time to time, she glanced at Jeremy’s laptop screen too. He had stopped causing trouble and continued to focus on reviewing the documents on his laptop. Occasionally, the long fingers of

she sucked on the cake fork

three days

Corinne did not want to stay in the hospital, so she negotiated with him. “I’ll be fine as long as

about to put a cake in her mouth,

a moment when she saw that. ‘Is he…begging me for the cake? And what’s with that tiny hint of threat

he meant, but since she did not want to stay in the hospital for three more days, she decided to set down the cake that she had not yet eaten and reach out to get a new fork

her wrist before she could put it down, and he pulled her over forcibly to feed himself indirectly. He showed no hesitation at all in eating the cake

beat, and by the time she regained her senses, she quickly threw

I disgust you that

her lips, and said, “It’s unhygienic. Sharing utensils is equivalent to engaging in a ritual of germ exchange! You might not mind it

that. The germ exchange between us has already

mention anything in specific, he was clearly referring to what happened on the night she got drugged, was in heat, and engaged in a passionate spiritual and physical

made it even more irksome that he had