The Day I Kissed An Older Man

"Don't you see I'm helping you? If Sherman had even the slightest liking for you, he wouldn't have said those words about not hoping for anything more from him. There's no hope for a wedding, but you should be happy as long as he's willing to get a marriage certificate with you. So stop throwing a tantrum here!"

Rita laughed out of frustration. "Of course there won't be a wedding since you forced him into marrying me! I'm not the one he likes, so why would he give me a wedding? As for the marriage certificate, don't ever bring it up in front of me again! I don't even know how to face him anymore, and this is all thanks to you! I should really give you a 'Dad of the Year' award."

Rita slumped back in her chair, feeling somewhat defeated. She had no idea how she should go about her life anymore. Everything had seemed surreal ever since she was discharged from the hospital; nothing had gone according to her wishes.

She had thought that she would be able to repair her friendship with Sherman once she gave him the evidence, but it turned out to be futile.

'Maybe it'd be better if I'd never met him in the first place,' thought Rita with a sigh as she looked out the window, wondering if Sherman regretted meeting her.

Just a few days after their hasty decision to get married, Sherman requested Rita to provide him with her personal information.

Rita knew she was in the wrong, and ever since that incident, she had been cautious around Sherman. She did not know what he needed the information for, so she decided to call and ask, even though she knew he did not want to hear her voice. It was her only chance to interact with him.

"Hello?"

Even over the phone, Sherman could hear the caution in her voice. If only he had known it would come to this.

"Yes?" Sherman's tone was cool and distant.

Rita immediately perked up, surprised that Sherman answered her call "Oh, it's just about you asking for my information. I'm not

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tell me what it's for?"

Sherman asked coldly, "What do you mean? Are you afraid I'd steal your information to engage in some illicit activity? Don't worry, I'm not that kind of person."

Rita shook her head in panic, only stopping when she realized he could not see her. "No, no, I never thought like that. I'm just worried that might miss out on something. Besides my ID, do you need anything else?"

"You don't need to contact me about these minor details in the future. I'll give you Lucy's number, and she'll be in touch with you," he said coldly before abruptly hanging up, leaving Rita with thousands of unsaid words.

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She laughed helplessly. After all, she deserved Sherman's treatment of her-on account of what her father did to him.

After the information was handed over, there was no further contact between them. It was not until a week later that Lucy handed Rita the marriage certificate.

She hesitantly took the certificate, even pulling her hand back as if it had been burnt.

"Miss Rita, this is your marriage certificate with Mister Sherman. This is your copy. Please keep it safe," said Lucy.