Man, what's wrong with you?

A few moments later, the soup was ready.

Jeremy tended to be sleepy whenever he got drunk but this time around, he made sure to be energetic. He sat up on the sofa. Despite being a little dizzy, he tried to be alert.

Silence filled the air as Sherry brought the soup and placed it on the table. He picked the bowl up and drank the soup.

The soup was sweet and warm much like Sherry was who had her head lowered at that moment.

They didn't talk to each other until Jeremy had finished the soup.

Sherry bent over to clean up. She put away the bowl and wiped the table clean. Just as she was about to get up, she felt a pair of arms wrap around her waist.

"Ah!"

she yelped, startled.

Consequently, she dropped the bowl she was holding on the carpet.

She could feel her heart beating a mile a minute. Before she could even realize what was happening, she was already lying on the sofa with Jeremy's body pressing down against hers.

He looked at her seductively as his hot breath swept her neck.

He planted a kiss on her skin, leaving a kiss mark.

could feel the warmth of his weight against

hadn't been intimate like this in a long time. Despite having been married for three years already, she still felt

she caught a whiff of perfume that bothered her. The perfume was another

"Achoo!"

to restrain herself but in the end,

after,

nose. She tried her best

well. How about

her mind. As much as she wanted to be intimate with him, she just

hearing this, Jeremy was

had never thought that Sherry would refuse him on

his wife after all. Being intimate with each other

going to take

the sofa and glared at Sherry before heading to

he slammed the door shut, a loud bang thundering

She clutched her chest as she made

took a quick shower before lying in her bed. She

wanted to be intimate with him, she just couldn't bring

Bang!

thundered once

the distance, she could hear the car