The Day I Kissed An Older Man novel Chapter 842

"Maxwell..." Phoebe's eyes reddened as tears streamed down her face.

Maxwell did not pity her and ignored her despite her crying. He went to the hospital bed, pulled a chair to sit, and looked quietly looking at his still-unconscious son.

After watching Anya leave the ward, Corinne turned around to look at the tearful Phoebe.

Phoebe and Anya were like two peas in a pod. She could cry at the drop of a hat, much like her daughter. Alas, Phoebe's song and dance did not seem to strike a chord with Maxwell.

Although Phoebe was a middle-aged woman, she maintained a youthful figure and wrinkle-free face thanks to the Riveras's money. Sadly, her pitiful act was unable to capture Maxwell's attention.

Maxwell appeared to be extremely cold toward Phoebe. As if sleeping in a separate bed was not bad enough, he did not even bother to take a second look at her.

Corinne's impression of her biological father did not improve just because he was indifferent toward Phoebe, of course. Instead, she narrowed her eyes and sneered coldly in disgust. 'Shameless old scumbag! You cheated on my mother with Phoebe, and now that Phoebe's your wife, you got bored of her and gave her the cold shoulder. For all we know, you might have a new lover, you jerk!'

Maxwell then glanced at her as if he sensed her gaze on him.

Corinne then turned her face away in disgust and said, "It's so stuffy in here, Jeremy. Come out with me and get some air!"

"Okay." Jeremy stepped forward, placed his hands over her shoulders, and went out with her.