The Day I Kissed An Older Man novel Chapter 662

Corinne pouted, "Fine, we're just friends."

Upon hearing her speak the truth, the thorn in the man's chest was finally pulled out.

"Why did you lie to me?" the man asked, displeased.

Corinne's mood became complicated. She turned her face away and intentionally avoided looking at him. "At that time, I thought you and Anya were a couple, and you had a child. So I just hoped you wouldn't bother me anymore. I don't want to be a third party for you."

The man coldly snorted, "In your eyes, am I the kind of man who would find a mistress outside?"

Corinne rolled her eyes, "You can't judge a person by their appearance! I've only known you for three months. How can I determine what kind of person you are?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the man made a move. Corinne instinctively recoiled her neck, afraid of being hit.

However, her hand was only firmly grasped by the man's rough and large hand!

Jeremy pulled her hand into his suit jacket and gently rubbed her palm, placing it on his chest.

Her palm immediately felt the warmth of his chest and the powerful rhythm of his heartbeat.

Her heart trembled!

What was he doing?

The man's deep voice sounded, "Do you want to take it out and see?"

Corinne was stunned and met his affectionate gaze in astonishment. They locked eyes for a while, and she asked, "Mister Jeremy, do you like me?"

Suddenly, the man leaned in, his tall nose tip touching hers, gently caressing it.

Jeremy frowned, displeased. "Corinne, listen carefully. Every word I said and every action I made just now came from the bottom of my heart! I have no experience and don't understand emotions. I say whatever comes to mind. Don't overthink it!"

His gaze was stern and sincere, instantly shattering Corinne's intention to sever any ties with him.

She knew very well that this man's status and position would bring her unnecessary troubles, yet she could not push him away anymore.

Perhaps this was what they called. Wise people don't fall in love, but it's difficult when she meets someone like him.

Now that she knew he had no connection or child with Anya, Corinne had to admit that she still foolishly held feelings for this man!

She sighed, realizing that her hand was still pressed against his chest. On a whim, she asked, "Mister, when you said you had no experience, does that mean I'm the first woman in your life?"

"Yes," the man answered candidly, the words slipping out.