The little rascal's tone was not friendly at all. She was not in a good mood, no doubt.
What happened to Corinne?
Jeremy's eyebrows sank slightly. "Okay, but what are you throwing at me?"
Corinne spread her hands. "Mister, I'm not throwing a temper tantrum. I just think that when no one else is present, we don't need to act as a husband and wife, nor do we need to cultivate a relationship. Men and women are different, and we should consciously keep a distance."
After all, Anya, Jeremy's true love, was coming back, and it seemed that the man had not moved on from her, too.
Corinne was not interested in meddling in other people's affairs. Even if she was misunderstood as a mistress, she would never actually stoop to being one.
For instance, Sunny and Rosie saw her as such, so they would trouble her repeatedly.
As for what happened that fateful night a few days ago, she had to give him a little hand because he was poisoned. She would erase that memory and seal it forever as if it n
