The Day I Kissed An Older Man

Corinne lost her mind. Strangling the silver-haired man, she said, “I’m going to make you pay for killing him!”
The silver-haired man started to turn red in the face from the lack of oxygen.
“Boss...”
Hearing Xante’s voice, Corinne’s grip loosened around the silver-haired man’s throat. She then turned around and saw not only
Xante, but Aaron, Lucas, and Sunny too. They had all come for her.
That was not the highlight at all. Jeremy, who was supposed to be dead...was there with them, too!
Jeremy stood in the middle of the line and looked at Corinne in shock. However, he then narrowed his eyes and smirked at her.
Xante was the first to approach Corinne. “Boss, this guy isn’t worth dirtying your hands for. Here, let me help you up. You should
rest for a bit and let the police handle the rest.”
Corinne looked at Xante, and then at her hands on the silver-haired man’s throat. Suddenly, she regained her senses and quickly
pulled back her hand.
She tried to get up but found it a little difficult in her current condition, so she reached out her hand to ask for Xante’s help.
However, Jeremy grabbed her hand before it was even close to touching Xante.
Aaron quickly pulled Xante to the side to give Corinne and Jeremy some space. Corinne instinctively pulled back her hand when
she saw it was Jeremy who helped her.
Jeremy must have expected that as he kept a tight grip on her hand and got avenge me just now?” he asked softly.
“N... No! I just didn’t like the look of that guy,” said Corinne awkwardly.
“Is that so?” asked Jeremy with a smile. He used his other hand to smooth down the green veins that popped up on her temples
as though trying to calm her.
Corinne kept staring at him as she let the warmth of his hand wash over her. Suddenly, she could not hold back her tears
anymore and broke down crying. She felt like she had been through a roller-coaster ride of emotions for the past few hours.
Just when she had accepted the death of Jeremy, he suddenly appeared in front of her.

“D*mn you, Jeremy Holden! You were supposed to be killed in the explosion!” said the silver-haired man vehemently.
It was only then Jeremy remembered that Corinne was sitting on top of another man. He frowned and scooped her up before
stomping on the silver-haired man.
“As if I’d ever die at the hands of someone like you!” said Jeremy.
The silver-haired man shouted out in both pain and anger. It felt like his organs were about to explode from the force.
At that moment, the police officers Jeremy brought with him rushed in. They apprehended the silver-haired man, whose head
was bleeding. He was put in handcuffs and dragged out of the shabby little bungalow.
Corinne leaned weakly against Jeremy’s chest. She no longer had the strength or mood to put up a struggle. That was how
exhausted she was. She did not even know where she got the strength to fight the silver-haired man.
Jeremy looked down on her pale face and rested his chin on her forehead. “There, there. I’m here—safe and sound. So don’t
worry.”