Man, what's wrong with you?

Jeremy had been listening to him for a while, so now, his muscles were all bunched up with tension, as the other man's voice grated against his ear.

The words coming from the man's mouth made him want to shove his hand in there and pull out his tongue.

With a scoff, he crushed the cigarette in his hand in the ashtray, almost grinding it into powder, and then threw it aside.

Steve was a blockhead who couldn't get a clue, so he still approached Jeremy and said, "Jeremy, can you help me ask her out tonight? I can't wait anymore! In return, I will give you a virgin, okay?"

When he heard that, Jeremy was struck dumb, and his face turned sickly pale in an instant.

Even before, Steve often made fun of him to test how much he cared about his women. However, this time, it made him think.

Had he treated Sherry so badly that Steve couldn't notice the difference?

"Steve, I want to tell you something later, but let me make a call first," he said to pacify Steve.

Then, he took out his phone and called Sherry.

In his mind, the least that he could do for her was to keep her identity confidential. After all, she had been his wife for so many years. But then, he determined that it was probably okay to let Steve know.

Between the choice of telling Steve or not, he decided that this was better since he didn't want Steve to keep thinking about her all the time.

"Sherry, I'm in the bar where we met last time. Can you please come here? Steve is here too. I..." Jeremy trailed off into silence when he thought of Jeffery all of a sudden.

His voice, which was originally polite and kind, suddenly turned icy and domineering, and as Sherry listened to him, it felt like ice-cold water was poured over her head.

"Sorry, I can't. I'm busy right now."

voice replied before she quickly ended the

she held her cellphone

voice rang in

to give you to me. He will agree!" He had said this with so much conviction at that time, that she could not help but begin to doubt, but then, she didn't think

just received shattered her only hope, and she began to cry in

newly manicured nails embedded into her palm, and it made

could hurt her as much as the pain that Jeremy

just taken out her keys, but she didn't open the door. Instead, she turned

was not her

inside, so she hailed a taxi out of the blue, and half an hour later,

which she could still see the curtain inside, and

decided to come back to this place, the apartment that she had bought with her hard-earned salary. Who knows? Maybe

and then she went to the nearby supermarket to

upstairs when a strange sound came from the roadside, and she

followed the sound and found a slightly long-haired young man, who was squatting against a tree and vomiting. The hair on her arms stood on their ends from the repeated sound of retching, and she couldn't help but

Sherry's nose, and even though she was used to smelling it

surprise overtook her face. The man who was retching on the sidewalk looked up, and he looked very familiar

'Why is he here?'

jumble of thoughts at that moment, and she didn't know what

because she had

straightened up suddenly, as Jeremy's words

neck were stiff from the effort of not looking back. By

echoed once again. A pained groan echoed like a noose that pulled her toward him, close enough to touch

up from the ground he was slumped against and whispered,