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

been intimate like this in a long time. Despite having been married for three years already, she

lowered her eyes in shyness. All of a sudden, she caught

"Achoo!"

her best to

turned stiff, a little angry. Not long after, he lowered his head once more and

her best to tolerate it

feeling well.

her mind. As

hearing this, Jeremy was

Sherry would

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

going to take a

He stood up from the sofa

bathroom, he slammed the door shut, a loud bang thundering

she felt her chest tighten. She clutched

lying in her bed. She looked up into the darkness, her mind

just couldn't

Bang!

thundered once more throughout the

could hear the car engine