Man, what's wrong with you?

The lounge was inside Chester's office.. Other than Chester and Beisy, no one else could possibly get in.
After coming out of the washroom, Sherry thought that she would see either Chester or Beisy. However, all she saw was an
angry man, Jeremy.
"What are you doing here?" Sherry couldn't help but frown. Seeing the look on her face, Jeremy became even more upset. He
was still holding the clothes in his hand, which had been prepared by Chester just now.
"Your clothes." He walked over, tried his best to hold back his anger and say that as calmly as he could.
"Just put them down on the sofa," she flatly replied, pointing at the sofa and turning around to walk into the washroom.
All of a sudden, she heard the sound of something falling on the ground behind her. When she looked back to check, she saw
that Jeremy threw her clothes directly on the ground.
"You..." Her face turned red and seemed to be very displeased. Jeremy sneered, "What's the matter?"
Feeling quite furious, she walked over and bent down to pick her clothes up. "Well, thank you for bringing me clothes."
As soon as she was done saying that, she turned around and was about to walk toward the washroom. But her wrist was
suddenly grabbed by a big hand. Jeremy had a tight grip on her wrist. Because of this, Sherry felt a sharp pain on her wrist and
frowned. "Why haven't you gone out to attend the conference?"
'This man was so irresponsible that he dared come only to talk nonsense with me in the middle of the conference!'
"You interrupted the meeting, so it was adjourned right away. Tell me, what did you do with Chester last night?" He still had a
tight grip on her wrist.
Feeling as though her hand was about to be crushed, she raised her head and looked him straight in the eyes. "You're hurting
my wrist. How do you expect me to speak like this?"
Her cheeks were burning red, which showed that she was indeed in a lot of pain. Seeing this, Jeremy loosened his grip on her
wrist. That being said, the moment he noticed that Sherry was about to step back, he quickly grabbed her wrist again although
he had just released it.
The frightened expression on her face soothed Jeremy's foul mood. "Have you thought about what kind of explanation you're
going to give me?"

"What explanation?" Sherry was clueless as to what he was referring to, but since she was still under his control, she was stuck
in a difficult position.
"Why didn't you tell me that you had found a job? Why didn't you come home last night? What did you do with Chester?"
As his body got closer, Sherry's heart started racing. She stared at him and replied, "I just really wanted to find a job. Is there
anything wrong with that?"
As far as she was concerned, there was no need to explain anything to him. He wanted to keep her in the palm of his hand,
thinking that she was still the weak lamb he always pushed around!
"There are many other companies to choose from. Why did you have to choose his?" Taking a deep breath, Sherry let out a long
sigh of relief. Then, she told him, "I saw that his company was recruiting, so I sent a resume. I didn't think too much about it."
"Is that so? Are you sure you didn't deliberately send a resume to his company, knowing that Chester is the CEO?" With his gaze
fixated on her, Jeremy moved closer and closer.
Sherry stretched out her other hand to push his shoulder away and said, "Why would I lie to you? Is there any point in doing
that?"
She was deeply hurt after falling in love once, but now she was calm and composed. All she really wanted was to find a stable
and decent job to find her original self.
Nodding his head, Jeremy said, "Very good."
'Very good?' Sherry wondered. Left at a loss, Sherry suddenly felt something cold on her shoulder. Then, Jeremy suddenly
pushed down her clothes.
"What do you think you're doing?" She was caught off guard. They were in the lounge of Chester's office. Meaning to say, he
could come in with Beisy at any time.
"Chester is out, and so is his secretary. There's no one inside the conference room. Don't worry!" He looked at her from head to
toe and then his eyes shifted to her body.
Taking a breath of cold air, Sherry wondered what he meant.

"It seems that you and Chester are quite close. He even asked you to come in and bring me some clothes," Sherry remarked,
gritting her teeth in anger.
"I was thinking that you're actually the one who's close to Chester. In fact, it probably won't be long before you get to know each
other even more and spend the night together." This wasn't the first time Jeremy, who had always been so good at starting
arguments and ridiculing people, had ever treated her like this.
"What are you looking at?" Sherry asked, her eyebrows deeply knit. His gaze was fixated on her clothes.
"Taking a whiff of the scents of other men to see if there are any traces left." After saying that, he began smelling her.
This rendered Sherry completely speechless. Angrily pushing his head away, she said, "Now that you've seen and smelled
nothing, please leave. I have to go to work later."
"Sherry!" he called out, pinching her chin while staring at her. "If you dare to make me stay up all night waiting for you in the
future, I will make you regret it!"
Rolling her eyes, she curtly replied, "Are you done? Then please leave. I have to get ready for work now."
"Work? Using your body?" Upon saying those words, an attractive but menacing smile appeared on his face, which seemed
extremely cruel.
"I don't want to talk to you anymore." Sherry wasn't in the mood to argue with him.
"You traded your body for this job, am I right?! After all, your body is your most valuable treasure."
She felt so ashamed to say it out loud before, but she furiously shook off his hand and exclaimed,"
"Jeremy! When did I turn into such a bad person in your eyes? You're free to fool around with other women, but I'm not even
allowed to make friends? You've gone way out of line!"
In the past, she actually held some grievances in her heart, but she never wanted to say them out loud. After keeping all of those
feelings bottled up, she finally snapped and said those words out of anger. Now that she had given him a piece of her mind, she
felt somewhat satisfied.
If she didn't let all of those feelings out, she would have made a fool of herself.

"It's not the same thing. I'm a man, you're a woman. I don't want people to find out that my wife was cheating on me!" Like
always, he still took his gloves off to her and wasn't willing to make a compromise.
"No one's going to point their fingers at you and condemn you. No one knows about our relationship. So, you can put your mind
at ease. No matter what I do or might do, no one's going to care about it."
The two of them had been together for three years now. But in the eyes of others, she was still just single woman. Although she
had made out with him a number of times, he had never really loved her.
Looking back, it was actually ridiculous how she had kept loving him for so many years.
"Is that your reason?" All of a sudden, his deeply knitted eyebrows became smooth, and he said, "Are you planning to use that
trick to convince me? Sherry, cut it out with your wishful thinking. I'm not going to do as you wish. If you want me to make our
relationship public, I'm sorry, but that's impossible for me to do for the time being!"
At first, she was a bit confused upon hearing his words. But after giving it much thought, she finally understood.
He thought that she was still playing tricks to convince him.
"You're overthinking things. You've asked for a divorce a long time ago, and now we've just switched places. I'm not asking you
to admit it. On the contrary, I am actually looking forward to the day the divorce is settled."
"That's also impossible. As long as we don't get divorced, you will never be with Chester!"
What on earth could he be talking about? Feeling so confused, Sherry wondered if she hadn't made it clear enough to him.
All the things he said were mocking her both openly and secretly. She was so sick of it that she slapped his other hand away and
said, "You're like a madman now. Come back to me when you calm down and then we'll talk again."
After saying that, she turned around and walked into the washroom. Behind her stood Jeremy, feeling so outraged as he stared
at the back of her head.
Was this still the same Sherry he knew?
Caught in a daze, he remembered all of the things Sherry had been through over the years.
Before their wedding, she seemed like such a beautiful young lady, full of pride and confidence. Back then, when she just
entered the society, she was so active and showed her talent in the advertising industry.

At that moment, she was like the moon which was surrounded by stars in the sky. She was perfectly flawless.
Among all of the men who showed her their affection, she ended up choosing Jeremy, a playboy who could not be tied down by
marriage.
At first, she was hoping that they would fall in love with each other and share a happy marriage, but as it turned out, the only
thing Jeremy had given her was money and coldness.
His hands trembled slightly. During these past three years, he had never really paid any attention to Sherry, so much so that he
had forgotten just how much she had changed for him.
For her delusional love, Sherry, a strong woman, had to change into a tender woman, just like most other ordinary women.
At the thought of this, his heart suddenly softened. He walked forward and went up behind Sherry.
Sherry only felt a tight grip on her waist. The man's warm and powerful arms were wrapped around her waist, and his chin rested
on her shoulder. Taking in the pleasant scent of her body, he said, "Well, we have all the time in our hands. I can take it."
Sherry was left dumbfounded by his unusual behavior. So, she patted on the back of his hand and blurted out, "Let go of me!"
He might have lost his mind before, but right now, he was sober enough to know what he was doing. Wrapping his arm tight
around her waist, he said, "No, I won't let you go. Why don't you give it a try and see if there's any other way? I'll let you go if it
makes me happy."
Sherry sneered. Why was he acting like this? Did he want her to beg for his love like she used to do before?
No matter how hard she tried to push his hands away, he just wouldn't budge, so she had to dig her nails deep into his skin.
"If you don't go out now, I'm afraid that Chester might get suspicious when he comes back," she said, keeping her voice low.
The lower her voice was, the more charming she looked in his eyes. As a smile crept onto his face, he simply replied, "So what?"
"Stop talking to me in such a strange way. It may start making me feel that you've fallen in love with me. To prevent that incident
a year ago from happening again, would you please take back your pity on me?" Sherry demanded.
She started putting more strength into it. Feeling a sharp pain, Jeremy loosened his grip on her wrist. With that, Sherry managed
to break free from him.

She reminded him not to forget that a year ago, she had to do something so extreme just so she wouldn't have to divorce him.
That time, he really gave up the idea of getting a divorce, but now, she suddenly brought it up again, which was totally different
from how it was a year ago. This time, she quickly made up her mind.
"Then you don't have to avoid me." Looking so down in the dumps, Jeremy walked up to her and wanted to wrap his arms
around her again.
However, Sherry rushed to the door and opened it. "I want to get changed. Please go out right away!"
As his face turned dark, Jeremy approached her and looked straight into her eyes.
"Mr. Ou, please get out!" She bit her lips and carefully said.
Hearing the way she addressed him made him feel even more depressed and irritated.
"Sherry, I won't let you go!"
He would never agree to divorce her no matter how many years passed, be it twenty or thirty years!