Chapter 617


    Edmund swallowed back what he was about to say to greet Jeremy.


    “Wee back, Mister Jeremy.”


    “Thank you. Take us out of here now,” Jeremy said coldly.


    “Wait,” said Corinne. She turned to look at Jeremy and said angrily, “Mister Jeremy, why did you drag


    me into your car? I’m going to get out if you can’t give me a good reason!”


    Jeremy did not look at her. Instead, he lowered his eyes and took out an exquisite metal cigarette


    holder from the inner pocket of his suit jacket. He opened the holder with his slender fingers, plucked


    out a cigarette, and tapped it on the holder out of habit.


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    “Why? Do you find yourself disgusted to be sitting in my car?” Jeremy asked mockingly. The way he


    spoke made it obvious to Corinne that he was itching for a fight.


    She frowned unhappily and said, “I didn’t mean it that way. It’s just I don’t want anybody to get the


    wrong idea. It’s not like we’re close enough to share the same car.”


    “We’re. Not. Close. Enough. Man, this girl really knows where to hit for it to hurt!’ thought Jeremy.


    He did not light up his cigarette. Instead, he looked at her coldly and said, “I dare you to repeat that


    we’re not close enough. Have you forgotten that we’ve shared the same bed before?”


    He hinted at that fateful night when they had no choice but to sleep together.


    Shame turned to anger.


    Corinne wanted to curse him, but her anger turned to shock when she looked at Jeremy’s face.


    “How… How did you get hurt?”


    There was a bruise at the corner of Jeremy’s lips and an obvious wound on his left brow. The most


    serious of his injuries was his left eye, which was bleeding internally.


    “What happened? Who would dare to hurt him so badly? Aren’t they afraid of the repercussions?”


    wondered Corinne.


    Jeremy did not seem to mind his injuries. He simply said indifferently, “It’s nothing. I just happened to


    bump into something.”


    -Corinne red at him. “Oh, please. What could you possibly bump into to hurt yourself like this?”


    Jeremy nced at her and chuckled coldly. “Why do you sound so surprised? Weren’t you the one who


    spilled coffee all over your hair?”


    Corinne was speechless. “Ugh! He’s so annoying!”


    “I don’t care what happened to you, but you should go to the hospital since your eye is bleeding.”


    Even though Corinne said that out of kindness, there was still an inexplicable tightness and difort


    in her heart


    Jeremy narrowed his eyes and said, “Fine, I’ll listen to you. Let’s both go to the hospital for a check-up.”


    “Both?”


    An rm bell went off inside Corinne’s mind. “I’m not hurt, so why do I need to go too?”


    Jeremy stared quietly at her before his gaze traveled slowly down her t stomach. After two seconds


    of


    silence, he said meaningfully, “To see if you have in your possession something that rightfully belongs


    to my family.”