Chapter 409
Jeremy snapped out of his trance and tapped his cigarette against the ashtray. “Jason’s secretary gave it to me.”
“Oh... Why didn’t she just bring it in for me instead?” Corinne asked curiously.
“I just so happened to bump into her outside the door, so she asked me to bring it in for you,” Jeremy answered, giving her the
short version of the story.
“Oh, alright.”
Corinne massaged her hair with the towel and walked over to the bed to check if there were any messages on her phone.
“Come here!”
Jeremy extinguished his half-smoked cigarette and crooked his finger at her.
A disgusted expression appeared on Corinne’s face. She was still angry at him, so she did not want to be near him at all.
However, she did not like giving him the silent treatment either, so after thinking it through, she put down her phone and
obediently walked over to him.
“Why did you ask me to come here?”
Jeremy patted his thigh and said one word.
“Sit.”
Corinne was speechless. ‘Is he really asking me to sit on his lap? No... That’ll be so awkward.’
She took a few steps forward but she did not sit on his lap. Instead, she walked around him to get to the other side of the sofa.
Jeremy must have predicted that she would do that, so he reached out his hand and pulled her into his lap.
Corinne frowned in disgust. She pushed him away in a bid to get up. The way she looked at that moment was just like a cat who
was too proud to be touched by its human.
Jeremy wrapped his strong hand around Corinne’s tiny waist, imprisoning her within his embrace so that she had no chance to
escape. “Why are you struggling like this? It’s not like I’m going to eat you.”
Corinne scoffed and glared at him. “As if I’m going to believe that.”
Jeremy thought she looked cute acting all huffy and puffy like that. He loosened his grip on her and just held her gently as he
stroked his wet hair with his other hand. “There, there. Be a good girl now and tell me why didn’t you wait for me to come in with
you?”
“I came in first because I was cold! I would’ve frozen to death if I waited for you to come in with me,” said Corinne
unhappily.
Jeremy’s eyes softened and his heart went out to her. He hugged her tightly and said, “I’m sorry. Are you angry at me?”
Corinne pulled down her face and said honestly, “Yes. I’m very, very angry at you.”
Jeremy liked that about her. She would always tell him what
she was feeling so he never had to guess. It saved him the
trouble of worrying about giving her the wrong answer which would make her even angrier.
“Is it because I didn’t come in with you earlier?”
“No.”
“Then tell me why you’re angry at me. What did I do wrong?”
Corinne did not beat around the bush. She glared at him angrily and said, “I’m angry at you for asking me ‘What happened?’.
Come on, Mister. Did you really think I would harass your savior? In your eyes, am I really that evil?”
‘Oh, so that’s what it is,’ thought Jeremy.
He pinched her cheeks and said, “Nonsense! You’re my wife, so why would I think you’re evil? I wasn’t there when the whole
thing happened, so I had to ask you what happened so that I could communicate with the people who were accusing you.”
Corinne seemed to be convinced by his answer. The frown disappeared from her face, but only for a second before it made its
appearance again. No, she was still angry at him.
“Well, who should I ask then if not you? Why should I believe the words of others and not yours?” he asked gently.
Corinne pouted and said a little less angrily, “Mister, do you know how unreasonable you sound right now?”