The Day I Kissed An Older Man

Chapter 774
Corinne snapped out of her thoughts and looked at Jeremy in disbelief.
‘So we met a long time ago, and I was the one who saved his life! thought Corinne. She remembered how young he looked then,
and though he was a little bit worse for the wear from his injuries, he still looked very handsome. It was not hard to figure out why
she did not recognize him since he had matured, built up a muscular frame, and became colder in demeanor.
“Why are you looking at me like that? Is something on my face?” asked Jeremy with a frown when she did not say anything.
Corinne blinked and nodded. “Yeah, there is.”
Jeremy raised his brow. “What is it? Get it off for me.”
Corinne shook her head. “I can’t.”
“Why not?”
“Because I’m talking about your handsome looks,” answered Corinne with a straight face.
Jeremy did not know whether to laugh or cry at that. He leaned down and touched the tip of her nose with his own. “Oh, really?
Does it make you want to kiss me?”
Corinne was speechless. ‘He’s like a kiss fiend! Doesn’t he think of anything else other than that?’
Jeremy kissed her before she could say anything.
Annie, who was watching this all from the front, could not keep it in anymore. She cleared her throat and said, “Uncle Jeremy, I’m
not blind, you know. Why don’t you save all that lovey-dovey stuff for when you get home? Unless you’re trying to make me
jealous for not having a boyfriend?”
Stunned, Corinne quickly pushed Jeremy off. She forgot Annie was in the car with them too. After straightening up her clothes,
she moved a little further away from him.
Seeing her do this, Jeremy frowned and shot a dirty look at Annie. “Why don’t you keep your eyes on the road instead?!”
To this, Annie simply stuck out her tongue at him. ‘Bleh!”

Annie drove the car after letting Jeremy and Corinne down in front of the Holdens’ mansion.
The two of them walked hand-in-hand into the foyer and were immediately greeted by the rooms in shambles. Water was
everywhere on the floor, along with a few shattered vases. What was even more odd was not one single servant was in sight to
clean up the mess.
“Where is everybody?!” shouted Jeremy.
Bowen quickly walked out from the kitchen. “Mister Jeremy, Ma’am, you’re back!”
“Explain this mess!” said Jeremy angrily.
“Miss... Miss Francine did this. She was doing some housework...”
*Francine? Doing housework?” repeated Jeremy with a frown.
Bowen nodded. “Yes... Mister Jeremy.”
As a clean freak, Jeremy could not stand to see the house in such a mess.
“Who asked her to do this? She can’t even tell a broom from its head or tail!” said Jeremy coldly.
“It was Ma’am...who asked Miss Francine to clean up the house...” stuttered Bowen.
The answer surprised Jeremy. He turned to look at Corinne. Tucking her loose hair behind her ear, he asked, “Why did you ask
her to clean up the house? You do know she doesn’t know how to do all this. right?”
Bowen’s eyes widened in shock. ‘Now that’s something you don’t see every day!’