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."

replied before she quickly ended

cellphone tightly, her fingertips whitening with

voice rang in

conviction at that time, that she could not help but begin to doubt, but then, she didn't think

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

nails embedded into her palm, and it made crescent-shaped indents that were deep

world that could hurt her

the familiar villa and had just taken out her keys, but

was not

taxi out of the blue, and

could still see the curtain inside, and she couldn't help the brittle smile that escaped

had bought with her hard-earned salary. Who knows? Maybe

her thoughts, as she reminded herself not to think too much, and then she went to the nearby supermarket

was about to go upstairs when a strange sound came from the roadside, and

tree and vomiting. The hair on her arms

even though she was used to smelling it frequently, she still frowned

about to approach the man, but she stopped in her tracks, and disbelief and surprise overtook her face. The man who was retching on the sidewalk looked up, and he looked very familiar to her. It was

'Why is he here?'

thoughts at that moment, and she didn't

weird if she helped him because she had just met Jeffery twice. "Don't forget who you

suddenly, as Jeremy's

were stiff from the effort of not looking back. By name, she was still

the sound of retching echoed once again. A pained groan echoed like a noose that

up from the ground he was slumped against and whispered,