Jeremy drove to Aaron’s home, or more accurately, the home of Aaron, Xante, and Corinne. After getting out of the
elevator, he persistently rang the doorbell. When nobody came to the door, he started to pound on the door angrily.
It was a good thing there was only one unit of apartment on each floor, or someone would have complained about
the noise. After a while, the door finally opened under Jeremy’s persistent pounding.
Aaron, dressed in his pajamas, scratched his head sleepily. “Mister Jeremy, what are you doing here so late?”
Jeremy was seething with anger. “Where’s Corinne? Ask her to come out this instant!”
Aaron shrugged and spread his hand nonchalantly. “Mister Jeremy, your men had already checked my car and
found nothing. I don’t get why you’re asking me where Corinne is. I should be the one asking you where she is.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtJeremy ignored what he said, pushed him to the side, and strode impatiently into the living room.
“Corinne Carew, get your *ss out here this instant!”
Aaron followed him in with a frown. “Mister Jeremy, do you know what you’re doing is called ‘trespassing’? I can call
the cops on you,” he said unhappily.
Jeremy ignored him again. He strode over to the room where he saw Corinne packing her bags last time and
knocked on the door. Not getting a response, he opened the door and walked in.
However, there was no one inside except for a fat white cat curled up lazily on the bed. It immediately hissed and
raised its hackles when it saw a stranger barging in.
Aaron walked into the room, picked up the cat, and started stroking its fur to calm it down. “That’s enough, Mister
Jeremy! She’s really not here!”
Jeremy’s bloodshot eyes scanned every corner of the room, and they inevitably darkened when he saw no signs of
Corinne. “Where are you hiding her this time?”
Aaron looked hurt. “I’ve already told you. We have no idea where she is. Mister Jeremy, it seems like this time
Corinne is really determined to hide from you. Do you think she’ll come to a place where you can find her? She
even cut off contact with us just so you won’t be able to trace her. We tried calling her today, but all of our calls
went straight to voicemail!”
Jeremy balled his hands into fists. He was so angry he felt like his chest was about to explode. ‘D*mn that little
rascal! Looks like she’s hellbent on hiding from me. Why can’t she be like other wives?’
He understood it was normal for a spouse to get angry and pretend to run away from home, but they would always
choose a place where they could easily be found by their husbands. Corinne, however, would escape to a parallel
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmuniverse if she could just to get as far away from him as possible.
“Mister Jeremy, instead of looking for her, maybe you should ask yourself why Corinne would want to leave you. I
suggest you stop looking for her if you did something to hurt her. From my understanding of her, she’ll never
forgive you even if you find her,” said Aaron roughly when he saw how dark Jeremy’s expression was.
Jeremy frowned. “What are you talking about? What did I do to hurt her?”
Aaron scoffed. “How should I know? I’m just telling you that Corinne will never disappear for no good reason.”
Jeremy’s eyes darkened. “Do you or do you not know where she is?”
Aaron put his hand up and said, “I swear I don’t know. I wanted to ask her too, but she must’ve turned off her
phone. None of my calls went through.”