The Day I Kissed An Older Man novel Chapter 775

Jeremy was raging at Bowen just a second ago, yet he spoke so gently to Corinne a second later.

Corinne yawned and answered, "That's why I thought she should learn. You can see it as training her to be someone's wife in the future."

"Yes, you're right. It's time for her to learn all this," said Jeremy while stroking her head.

Bowen was floored. "When did Mister Jeremy become a man with no principles?"

The smile faded from Jeremy's face as soon as he turned around to face Bowen. "Where is she? Tell her to come see me this instant!"

"Miss Francine is washing the dishes in the kitchen…"

Suddenly, they all heard an ear-splitting crash coming from the kitchen.

"I'll go get her now," said Bowen quickly before running into the kitchen.

A while later, Francine came out of the kitchen with a defeated look. "Oh hey, Jeremy. You're back."

Jeremy looked her up and down. He could feel a headache coming. "What about greeting your sister-in-law, too?" he asked coldly.

Only then did Francine turned to Corinne and said grudgingly, "Hi, Corinne…"

Corinne simply gave her a curt nod.

"At your age, you should be able to clean up the house without breaking anything! It's not like you're good at your studies either, so just what can you do?" asked Jeremy sternly.

Francine lowered her head in shame. "Jeremy, I didn't mean to make all this mess. It's just… I've never ever done any housework in my life, and…"

Jeremy did not want to waste his time listening to her excuses, so he cut her off, "You have one hour to clean up all this mess."

"Fine…"

Corinne tugged at Jeremy's hand. "Mister, why don't you go up and take a bath? I'll stay here to have a little chat with her."

"They're not leftovers. We ordered separately for you," Corinne said as she stepped over the mess to go into the kitchen.

After a while, she brought out the hot food.

"Come, try this. This restaurant is known for their delicious food."

Francine walked over to the table, even though she had no intention of eating, but her stomach started growling when she saw how delicious the food looked.

'Well, I've been working hard the whole day, so…' In the end, her hunger won over her pride. She sat down and picked up a fork.

Before she dug in, however, she threw Corinne a dirty glance. "Just so you know, this doesn't change anything. I still don't like you."

Corinne pulled out a chair and sat down across from her. "Don't worry, I don't like you either."

Francine took a big mouthful, rolled her eyes, and said, "As if I'll care whether a country bumpkin like you likes me or not. Now say what you have to say to me and get out of my face."