The Day I Kissed An Older Man

Rita left the house again, carrying her bag. Since she reached adulthood, she came and went to the house as if she were just a visitor.
Vince had many things he wanted to say, but as he watched her resolutely leave, he found himself speechless.
He wanted to say he understood her well. If something had really happened, she would not have stood before him so calmly. He wanted to say that it was because he understood her that he did not ask.
Even when he appeared on the second floor, he had carefully scrutinized her. If she could stand there without any issues, then she was surely fine. However, to Rita, all of this seemed like his indifference. He sighed, mindlessly touching the jade ring on his ring finger. It was left behind by Taya all those years ago. Vince had only this ring on his finger for many years; he did not even have a wedding ceremony when he married Karen.
He had gifted Karen many pieces of jewelry but never a ring. Having Taya's ring on his ring finger was enough for him.
"Taya, am I that terrible of a father? Is that why Rita is always upset with me? Can you teach me how to be a better father to our daughter?"
Rita drove around for a while before calming down. However, her father was right about one thing-regardless of the reason, she needed to clear up the situation.
'Who else could've been at the scene that night, engaging in such clandestine activities?'
Rita fell into deep thought. She ruled out the senior reporters first. They had left the area by mid-afternoon, and they had no connection to her, let alone hold a grudge toward her.
The only reporter she had interacted with, who could have been at the scene, was her slimeball colleague. Rita propped her chin with her fist, pondering whether it could have been Chase.
Rita knew that as a reporter, having evidence was crucial. After some thought, she decided to test him out back at the office.
'He doesn't seem like the bold type who'd seek revenge directly, so there's a very high chance he resort to sneaky tactics like this,' thought Rita.
Before that, she decided to visit Virgil. She arranged for him to work at an orphanage where they happened to be looking for a security guard.
Virgil seemed gentle enough, and the children there would surely like him.
Sure enough, as soon as Rita closed the car door, she saw a group of children surrounding him. He had cleaned up, shaved, and even trimmed his hair. Gone was that scruffy appearance of a vagrant; he looked gentle and refined instead.
"Mister Virgil, Mister Virgil, I want to play airplane too!"
"Me too, me too!"
"Okay, okay. You'll all get a turn. But first, you need to line up, okay?" said Virgil.
Rita crossed her arms and smiled as she watched him. Perhaps this was the reason she insisted on being a reporter.
Virgil finished playing on the airplane with the children before noticing Rita quietly observing him.
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"Why didn't you join us? And why
didn't you let me know you were m here? How long have you been
waiting?" There was a thin layer of sweat on his face. Visit
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Rita took out a tissue from her bag and handed it to him. "Ljust arrived! I'm relieved to see you're getting along so well with the kids." Visit bignovels.com to read the latest chapter of this novel
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"Yeah, they're all very happy. I prefer hanging out with them instead of m adults. Children always say what's on their minds, and I like that." Visit bignovels.com to read the latest chapter of this novel