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.

warmth of his weight against

a long time. Despite having been married

shyness. All of a sudden, she caught a

"Achoo!"

turned pale. She tried her best to

after, he lowered his head once more

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

feeling well.

As much as she wanted to be intimate with him,

hearing this, Jeremy was visibly

never thought that Sherry would refuse him on something

his wife after all. Being intimate with each

to take a

seething. He stood up from the sofa and glared

inside the bathroom, he slammed the door

watched him walk away, she felt her chest tighten. She clutched

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

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

Bang!

once more throughout the

hear the