The Day I Kissed An Older Man

“Wait!” Corinne stopped Anya.
Anya moved the wine glass away from her lips and looked at her in puzzlement. “What’s the matter, Corinne?”
Corinne frowned subtly. “I remember your health is in poor condition, right? You shouldn’t drink chilled wine, then. Why don’t you
drink the same juice as me? After all, Miss Phoebe. went through all that trouble to make the juice for us girls.”
Anya smiled stiffly. “That’s okay. You can have all the juice. Plus, I wouldn’t look sincere if I don’t give a toast to you with wine!
And don’t worry about my health. A little wine like this won’t hurt.”
“But then I wouldn’t look sincere if I toast you with my juice... Oh, forget it then. Let’s just not drink toast.”
Corinne put down her glass of juice on the table.
Both Phoebe and Anya panicked when they saw this. ‘Our plan will be useless if Corinne doesn’t drink the juice! And who knows
when a chance like this will come again!’
After thinking about it, Anya forced a smile and said, “You’re right. I’ll have the same juice as you, then. Mom, can you please
pour me a glass of juice? It’s the least I can do to thank Corinne for saving Grandpa’s life.”
Phoebe did a double-take; she did not expect Anya would do this. ‘No... She can’t drink it. The saffron inside isn’t good for a
woman’s health!’
Corinne smiled. “Atta girl. Huh? Miss Phoebe, why aren’t you pouring a glass of juice for Miss Anya yet?”
Phoebe snapped out of her shock and smiled awkwardly. She walked over to Anya with the jug of juice in her hand and said
tentatively, “Anya, are you sure...”
“Just pour me the juice, Mom! We shouldn’t make Corinne wait.” Anya was determined to get rid of the baby in Corinne’s tummy.
Besides, she herself was not pregnant, so it would not affect her that much. The most important thing was to make Corinne drink
the juice.
‘We’re so close!’ thought Phoebe. Thus, she decided to bite the bullet and pour Anya a glass of juice.
Anya knew there was no turning back. Resolutely, she raised her glass of juice and said, Cheers, Corinne!”
Corinne raised her glass, smiled, and said, “Cheers.”

Anya downed her glass in one go. The thought of Corinne having a miscarriage nearly made her jump for joy.
However, instead of downing the whole glass as Anya did, Corinne simply took a sip and secretly spat it out on a napkin when
she pretended to wipe her mouth. She then folded up the napkin and put it back on the table.
Anya was dumbfounded. “Corinne, how can you only take a sip when I’ve drunk the whole glass?”
Corinne gave an embarrassed smile. “Oh, I thought we were just gonna drink a little as a symbolic gesture! I didn’t expect you to
empty your glass.”
Anya bit her bottom lip in anger. “Well, don’t you think it’s rude of you to drink so little when I’ve emptied my glass?”
Corinne put down her glass and sat down. “Yes, it is rude of me,” she said helplessly. “But forgive me for not finishing the juice
since I want to save some stomach space for all the food. here. Grandpa Cedric and Grandma Beatrice had so kindly prepared
so much food for me, and I’m afraid I won’t be able to try them all if I drink all the juice now.”
Anya nearly blew up at that moment. “Why you
“Corinne is right,” Cedric cut in. “She should eat more instead of drinking all that juice. Here, Corinne. Have some of this. There’s
plenty more where that came from.”
Anya felt wronged. “I was just trying to be nice. How can she do this to me? Lucas, why don’t you say something...”
She risked her health to lure Corinne into drinking the pomegranate juice mixed with saffron, so she could not accept the fact
that Corinne only took a sip.