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.

the warmth of his

intimate like this in a long time. Despite having been married for

in shyness. All of a sudden, she caught a whiff of perfume that bothered her. The perfume was

"Achoo!"

turned pale. She tried her best to restrain herself but in the

angry. Not long after, he lowered his head once more

scent of the perfume filled Sherry's nose. She tried her best to

well. How

popped in her mind. As much as she wanted to be intimate with him, she just wasn't in the

this, Jeremy was visibly

never thought that Sherry would refuse him on something

was his wife after all. Being intimate with each other was a given. Why

going to

stood up from the sofa

the door shut, a loud

away, she felt her chest tighten. She clutched her chest

in her bed. She looked

intimate with him, she just couldn't bring herself to tolerate what had

Bang!

once more throughout the

the distance, she could hear the car engine starting and eventually whizzing