The Day I Kissed An Older Man

Corinne rested quietly in Jeremy’s arms. She fell asleep as soon as he carried her into the car that she did not even have the
chance to ask him what was going on.
...
At the police station.
Jeremy was waiting outside the interrogation room for the result.
At that moment, Pamela and Greg had arrived at the police station too.
Francine ran and immediately threw herself at Jeremy when she saw him well and alive. “Jeremy, I’m so glad you’re okay! We
thought you were...” She did not finish her sentence as she started crying happy tears.
Jeremy patted her head softly. “Hush now. There’s no need to cry. I’m here, aren’t I?”
Francine looked up at Jeremy and sniffled a few times. “Jeremy, how is this possible? Why in an explosion? Do you know how
sad we were when we heard that?”
It was a long story, and Jeremy also thought the police station was not the right place to explain what happened to them.
“You punk! You’re not going to be happy until you’ve frightened me to death, are you? Why didn’t you tell us you were okay? Are
you trying to see just how much shock me and your grandfather can take?” scolded Pamela as she walked over with the help of
a maid. Despite her tone, she was crying as well.
“You b*stard! How can you keep something like this from me?” shouted Greg as he was wheeled in on his wheelchair by a
servant. Though he was not crying, his reddened eyes revealed just how worried he was.
Jeremy gently pushed Francine away. He walked to his grandparents, bowed solemnly, and said, “Sorry, Grandpa and Grandma,
for making you two worried.”
Pamela pulled him up by the elbow. Only when she felt the warmth of his skin did it sink in that Jeremy was safe and sound in
front of her. “I’m just glad you’re okay. Don’t you ever do something like that again. We’re old and can’t take this kind of shock
anymore.”
Greg, with a hardened expression, scoffed and said, “Hmph! If there’s a next time, I’m just going to disown him.”

Pamela gave him a side-eye. “Says the person who wouldn’t stop crying at home when he received news of his grandson’s
death.”
Greg frowned. “Who said I wouldn’t stop crying?”
Pamela glared at him. “Me!”
Jeremy smiled. He was relieved to see his grandparents bickering as usual. After that, he said to Francine, “Please bring
Grandpa and Grandma to wait over there. I still need to take care of something.”
Francine nodded and brought Pamela and Greg to the waiting area.
Jeremy had just turned when a woman came out of nowhere and hugged him from behind.
“Jeremy! Oh, I’m so glad you’re alive! You scared me to death!” said Sophia. She had rushed over to the police station
immediately after she got the news.
Jeremy looked at Sophia coldly and took her hands off his body. “As you can see, I’m fine. Thanks for your concern.”
Sophia did not try to hug him again. Instead, she walked around to face him. She looked from head to toe to see if he was hurt
anywhere. She sighed with relief when she saw there was no sign of injury on his body.