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

Despite having been married for three years already, she still felt

a sudden, she caught a whiff of perfume that bothered her. The

"Achoo!"

her best to restrain herself

after, he lowered his head once

scent of the perfume filled Sherry's nose. She tried her best to tolerate it but she couldn't ignore the pain that enveloped her

well. How about

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

Jeremy

thought that Sherry would refuse him on something

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

to take a

the sofa and glared at

bathroom, he slammed the door shut, a loud

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

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

him, she just couldn't bring

Bang!

door thundered once

the distance, she could hear the car