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

having been married for

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

"Achoo!"

turned pale. She tried her best to restrain herself

little angry. Not long after,

best to tolerate it but she couldn't ignore the pain that enveloped her

feeling well. How

the image of Jeremy leaving to answer a call popped in her mind. As much as she wanted

hearing this, Jeremy was

would

all. Being intimate with each other was

going to

was seething. He stood up from the sofa and glared at Sherry before heading to the

the

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

bed.

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

Bang!

once more throughout

the distance, she could hear the