The Day I Kissed An Older Man

Then, Claire would naturally announce her relationship with Sherman in her next interviews with other reporters. She wanted the other women to know that Sherman had her beside him, so that they would think twice before trying to get close to him.Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

"Have you bought the pastries I asked for?" asked Claire.

Serena handed her an exquisite basket. "Yup! You said they were hard to get, so I lined up before dawn. Luckily, I went early because it didn't take long for them to sell out as soon as the store opened."

Claire looked at the exquisite pastries in the basket with a faint smile. "He likes sweets. Seems quite contradictory to his appearance, doesn't it?"

"Yes, it's quite contradictory indeed..."

As they talked, they arrived at the entrance of the Parr Group building. To avoid attracting attention, they both took the underground passage.

Claire looked at the dimly lit underground parking lot. As they walked toward the elevator, she envisioned a day when everyone would see her walk openly through the main entrance of Parr Group and into Sherman's office.

When she arrived, Sherman was absorbed in his work. He did not even lift his head to glance at her.

"Lucy, who let you in? Have you forgotten the most basic manners? Why didn't you even knock..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he looked up to see Claire's smiling face. He was somewhat surprised. "What are you doing here? Weren't you supposed to be doing an interview?"

"I finished the interview and came to find you!" Claire handed him the pastries. "Look what I brought you!"

Sherman took the basket of pastries and smiled ruefully. "I'm not a child anymore. Why are you bringing me these?"

"Just because you're not a child

doesn't mean you can't enjoy sweets! Where did you get that stereotype from? Scientists say eating moderate amounts of sweets can help you maintain a positive mood throughout the day, sot brought this out of consideration for you. Look how irritable you were just now. I bet you would've scolded Lucy if it was really her who came in."

Just as she wished, Sherman opened the basket and casually grabbed a piece of the pastries to taste. After chewing for a moment, he replied, "If Lucy dared to barge into my office without knocking, she'll be walking out of the building the next second."

Claire took Sherman's remark to be basically implying that she was special, causing her to blush and smile shyly.

"Alright, I know you work hard, but you shouldn't be so grumpy all the time. You're already light years ahead of anyone else, so why not spend a little more time on enjoying yourself?"

Claire pushed Sherman onto the sofa. She then stood behind him and placed her hands on his shoulders as if she were going to massage him.

Sherman stiffened for a moment, then abruptly stood up. He turned to face her. "Don't you have other work to do?"

"I've finished all my work for today, so I thought I'd come and spend some time with you. Don't you want me here?" Claire blinked and locked gaze with Sherman.

In the end, he sighed helplessly. "Fine, you can stay and rest here. I have to go back to the documents."

However, Sherman had not even taken a few steps when Claire rushed up from behind and hugged him tightly.

"Don't treat me like this! I can't stand your indifference. Can't we go back to how things were before?"

Sherman remained silent, one hand

holding the pastries while the other

clenched into a fist. "You know very

well that's all in the past. Isn't it better for us to maintain the status que now?"

A flash of pain surged through Sherman's heart. He was truly at a loss on how to deal with Claire.