The Day I Kissed An Older Man

Phoebe poured a glass of pomegranate juice and handed it to Corinne with a smile. “Here you go, Corinne. Let me know how
the pomegranate juice tastes.”
Corinne looked at the glass and said politely, “Thank you, but it’s best if I don’t drink drinks at the moment.” any cold
Phoebe was not going to give up that easily. She smiled again and said, “Oh, that’s right! Drinking cold drinks isn’t good for
digestion. Not a problem. There’s some juice without ice in the kitchen. I’ll get the servant to get it for you now.”
After that, she nodded at the servant standing by near them as a signal to get the juice from the kitchen.
At that moment, Sunny reached out and said, “Mom, you can give that juice to me. I prefer my juice cold.”
Phoebe was stunned. She looked at Sunny, who had no idea what was going on, with a weird expression. ‘Ugh, here he goes-
making a mess of my plan again.’
The pomegranate juice had a load of saffron mixed in, and Phoebe was worried it would affect Sunny’s health. She did not want
to risk anything happening to Sunny since he was her hope for staying in the family for the rest of her life.
“Ahem! Sunny, have you forgotten we have an important guest today? Besides, you’re a big boy now. You should learn to drink
wine like your father and brother, not some girly drink like this juice here.”
Sunny wanted to drink wine too but dared not. He glanced at Lucas from the corner of his eyes. He did not even need to ask him
to know the answer to his unspoken question. “Mom, Lucas won’t let me drink since I still need to do my homework later, so you
might as well give me that juice.”
Phoebe knew Sunny would not dare to drink without Lucas’ consent, so she walked over and passed the juice to Sunny in
resignation. “You should drink less cold drinks, too. You don’t want me to get a stomachache, right? And eat more greens, too!”
“Yeah, yeah. I know,” said Sunny, annoyed.
Seeing this, Corinne was able to guess Phoebe was up to no good.
Soon, the servant brought out half a jug of the warm pomegranate juice, and Phoebe poured Corinne a new glass.
“Here you go, Corinne. This one is without ice, so you don’t have to worry about getting indigestion. Why don’t you try it?”

Corinne narrowed her eyes to look at the eerily bright-red pomegranate juice in Phoebe’s hand. The color was too dark to only
contain the fruit.
Phoebe started to panic a little when Corinne made no move to take the juice from her hand. After thinking about it, she said,
“What’s the matter, Corinne? You don’t want to try the juice after all the trouble I’ve gone into making it?”
Corinne stood up and accepted the juice with both hands. “Of course not. Thank you, Miss Phoebe.”
Phoebe inwardly sighed with relief as soon as Corinne took the glass, and a smug look flashed across her eyes. “Oh, there’s no
need to thank me. In fact, I still feel bad for how I treated you when I didn’t know you were our guest. I hope you can see this
juice as me atoning for my rude behavior.”
Corinne was about to drink the pomegranate juice, but at the word ‘atone’, she suddenly stopped and moved the glass away
from her lips. “Oh, I wouldn’t dare to drink this, then! Don’t you think ‘atoning’ is too heavy of a word?”
Phoebe started to panic even more. She was so close to getting Corinne to drink the juice!
However, she remained composed on the surface. “Oh, nonsense, Corinne. I’ll take it as you’re not willing to forgive me if you
don’t drink it.”