The Day I Kissed An Older Man

Chapter 302
After coming out of the ward, Anya looked around the hospital corridor to search for Jeremy, who had just left. Alas, she did not
see any trace of him in the corridor, despite the few
minutes‘ difference between the time she and he came out. ‘ Where did Jeremy go?‘
At long last, the stairwell door in front of the corridor was pushed open, and Tommy walked in with a serious expression.
Anya walked over immediately just in time to meet him.
Tommy nodded slightly and greeted her. “Miss Anya.”
Anya nodded in return and asked, “Mister Tommy, is Jeremy in there?”
Tommy replied truthfully. “Yes. He’s inside.”
“I’ll go in and see him, then.” Anya then walked over and pushed the stairwell door open.
Tommy did not stop her, and he merely glanced at Anya’s back as she went in. There was a somewhat conflicted look on his
usually calm and steady expression, but he walked away in a hurry because he still had to do some work that his boss had
instructed him to do.
Anya walked into the stairwell and saw Jeremy standing near the window while smoking a cigarette. She walked over and
coughed twice due to the smoke. “Cough, cough! Jeremy....
Jeremy exhaled a slow wisp of thin smoke and narrowed his
Anya’s pale face turned red, and she reached out to tug the corner of Jeremy’s clothes. “Could you bring me downstairs then? I
want you to send me off...”
After yet another moment of brief silence, he stubbed out his cigarette and said, “Let’s go.”
There was a touch of girlish tenderness in Anya’s expression, and she nodded obediently as she followed Jeremy out. She then
said to Lucas who was waiting at the door of the stairwell, “Let’s go home, Lucas!”

Lucas narrowed his eyes at her and snorted in an almost angry tone. “You didn’t listen when I told you to go home earlier, but
somehow, you became obedient after he told you to go home?”
Anya blushed, glanced shyly at Jeremy, then stomped her feet and said, “Lucas!”
“Fine. Come on, then.” Lucas patted Anya’s head, chuckled softly, and shot Jeremy a cold look. “Thanks for not holding past
grudges to heart and persuading Anya to go home.”
“No worries,” Jeremy replied curtly with a nonchalant expression.