The Day I Kissed An Older Man

Chapter 290

Jeremy was unhappy about the turn of events but decided to keep his mouth shut and respect Corinne’s wishes since she agreed to it. Thus, that was how both of Corinne’s hands were put into handcuffs.

Other than that, the bureau even sent someone to keep a watch over her from outside the door, which meant her freedom was temporarily restricted. However, they did not immediately interrogate her as she still needed to undergo a few more rounds of IV drips. NôvelDrama.Org © content.

Out of humanity, the police officers listened to the doctor’s advice and agreed to let her rest after she had completed her IV drip. There would be plenty of time for them to conduct an interrogation after she had finished resting.

Corinne ate the breakfast that Jeremy sent someone to buy for her and soon drifted off to a peaceful slumber as she waited for the IV drip to finish. She was ready to be interrogated once it

was noontime.

According to the rules, only personnel involved in the case

were allowed to be present during an interrogation. Even Jeremy was not spared from the rule and was asked to step out of the room.

However, he simply refused. The police officers did not know what to do with him, and it was not until Corinne asked him to step out did he reluctantly picked up his jacket from the sofa and walked out of the room.

Jeremy remained on standby outside of the ward and kept staring inside through the little window on the door.

“Jeremy…” called Anya softly from behind. She then carefully pulled his hand out from his pants‘ pockets.

Jeremy turned back, frowning. “Why are you still here?”

“Jeremy, I really want to find out why Corinne would hire someone to hurt me,” said Anya sadly.

The frown never left Jeremy’s face as he looked at her silently and with mixed feelings.

Anya started hugging herself and rubbing her arms as if she was feeling a little cold.

“Are you cold?” asked Jeremy.

“A little,” replied Anya with a nod.

“The weather’s getting cold. You should go back to your room so you won’t get any sicker,” said Jeremy with concern in his eyes.

Anya was stunned. She took a glance at the jacket in Jeremy’s arm, wanting to say something but stopped herself.

Jeremy did not notice her glance. He quickly turned his attention back to the little window on Anya’s ward door.

Corinne – with her head against the bedrest and both hands handcuffed–answered every question as truthfully as she could. She would sometimes nod and would, at other times, shake her head.

Jeremy could not believe that this was the same Corinne would dare to talk back to him. The more he witnessed, the more annoyed he got. However, it was not like he could do anything because he knew Corinne would be unhappy with him if he forcefully pushed his way in.

Anya remained standing where she was, next to Jeremy. He was wearing an expression that she had never seen him wear before. It was one of lovesickness and helplessness. Silently, she waited with him for the interrogation to finish.

“Jeremy… If, and I’m saying if, Corinne was the one who hired someone to hurt me, would you ever… divorce her?” probed Anya carefully and suddenly.

Jeremy’s eyes froze over, and without even giving it a thought, he simply said, “No.”

Immediately, Anya’s eyes became wet with tears. “Why? She should be punished for doing something so heinous…”