The Day I Kissed An Older Man novel Chapter 1776

Melinda hugged and patted Emily's back.

Emily was a wreck of emotions at the moment.

"There are some things in life we just can't control… There, there, Emily. I think Corinne is a very understanding child, and she'll definitely understand why you did what you had to do. You shouldn't have run away, you know…"

Emily inhaled sharply and shook her head. "No, I really didn't know how to face her… She was so little when I gave her to Marvin, so she wouldn't understand why. I owe her too much. It was my fault that she had to be all alone…"

Melinda had a daughter too, so she could understand how Emily felt. She continued to gently pat her back while saying, "It's all in the past now. She turned out really well in the end. She's strong, decisive, independent, talented… You should be happy for her."

Emily straightened herself up and wiped away her tears. "I am proud of her, but I can't make up for what I've done to her. She's strong because she had no choice but to be strong. She could've had a softer life if I had kept her by my side…"

She took a deep breath before continuing, "But it's too late for regrets now. I must do something for her, or I'll be too ashamed to show myself in front of her."

"Emily, you don't have to blame yourself so much. Like I said, Corinne is really understanding…"

Emily waved her hand. "No! I must do something for her. Let's go, Mel. I need you to go somewhere with me."

"Where?" asked Melinda in surprise.

"You'll know when we're there." Emily did not bother to explain. She grabbed Melinda and Lilin and dragged them out of the coffee house.

…

Emily was able to find the Carews' mansion based on her memory.

Melinda looked out at the old mansion from her car window.

Alas, no response from inside. However, someone behind her asked with annoyance, "Who are you looking for? Can you even afford to pay us back for the door if you happen to break it with all that pounding you're doing?"

Only then did Emily stop pounding on the door. She turned and saw a young woman who looked to be in her twenties—her face thick with makeup—eyeing them haughtily with her arms crossed.

'She must be Marvin's daughter!' thought Emily.

"Where's your father?" she asked.

Sherlyn looked at the pretty woman, who looked to be younger than her own mother, in front of her.

'Why is this woman looking for Dad? Did she used to be his side chick?'