The Day I Kissed An Older Man

Chapter 278

Corinne did not say anything. She merely held the man’s hand and looked at the man unblinkingly. All she gave him was a look, and it was up to him to decide what to do about it. NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

After two seconds of silence, Jeremy turned his head to Annie and said, “Could you help me bring Miss Anya back to her room, Annie?”

Annie was hardly pleased to hear that, but she was well aware of the situation at hand. If she did not go, Corinne would be unhappy because Jeremy would have to go. As Corinne’s most loyal supporter, she could never allow such a thing to happen!

“Okay, Uncle Jeremy. I’ll send Miss Anya back to her ward as politely as I possibly can!” Annie then reluctantly walked up to

Anya.

“Let’s go. I’d have to be the one sending you because Uncle Jeremy isn’t free right now.”

Anya’s innocent eyes stared straight at Corinne’s hand

holding Jeremy, and she was stuck in a momentary daze before turning to look at Annie. “Do you know where my ward is, Annie?”

Annie did not take it too seriously. “I can ask around, right? I have a functioning mouth, and there are nurses stationed on every floor of the hospital!”

Anya’s expression was a little contorted, but that was

immediately replaced by a smile as she said, “You’re right. Let’s go!”

Before leaving, Anya looked intently at Corinne again and said in a caring manner, “Take good care of your health, Corinne. I’ll come to see you tomorrow.”

Corinne nodded. “You too. Get well soon.”

Anya’s gaze moved away from Corinne, and she looked affectionately at Jeremy. “I’ll be leaving then, Jeremy.”

“Sure.” Jeremy did not have much to say.

Eventually, Anya left with Annie.

Corinne and Jeremy were the only two people left in the ward. He looked at her holding his hand, and warmth sprang up from the bottom of his eyes as he raised his eyebrows to look at her little face. “What’s wrong?”

“I’m fine.”

Corinne let go of his hand without hesitation.

She only wanted to test Anya’s reaction to verify her guess. If Anya was a simple–minded girl, then most of the latter’s emotions would be shown on her face. Young ladies who were spoiled by their families did not need to learn to judge the situation and hide one’s emotions. Examples of such women were Annie and Francine, who both had a straight temper and did not hide their emotions. They would not shy away from making their true emotions known.

By contrast, Anya retained a smile despite feeling bothered by the way she saw Corinne holding Jeremy’s hand earlier. It was proof that Anya was not as simple and innocent as she let on and that she was more cunning than what met the eye.

However, her lovely looks and charm were incongruous with the way she put on a facade.

Truth be told, Corinne did not care whether Anya was

pretending or not, or what kind of person Anya was. She was more concerned about whether Anya had something to do with her severe allergic reaction, and if Anya had manipulated her. If so, any bridge between them was as good as burnt.

Though she could not tell from her ‘test‘ earlier whether Anya did it, she could confirm that Anya was duplicitous and

insincere, which necessitated greater care when interacting with her in the future.

As for the real cause of her allergies, it seemed that there was no way for her to find out the truth, because if she were to analyze the situation by virtue of two simple perspectives of motive and suspicion, then it was almost certain that Anya was the culprit. Unfortunately, there would hardly be any evidence if Anya changed her clothes and washed her hands.

What Corinne did not expect was that Jeremy would stay simply because of her light tug, rather than escort the apple of his eye out.

“You stopped me from sending Anya to her ward and now you left me in the cold like this? What are you trying to do,

Corinne?”

Jeremy’s tone was displeased, and he seemed to object to her actions.

Corinne came back to her senses to discover that Jeremy was still standing beside her hospital bed and gazing–or more accurately, glaring–down at her. She knew that he would find her behavior to be a little inexplicable, so after thinking about it, she said, “I just remembered that there’s something I need from you!”

‘That’s more like it.‘ Jeremy snorted coldly, then moved

gracefully and sat on the side of the hospital bed. His long legs were crossed lazily one over the other, like a king waiting for his subjects to present a report.

“What is it?”