Man, what's wrong with you?

Sherry frowned when she heard what he said, and at the same time, Jeremy tightened his grip on her neck, until her face was reddened from lack of breath. She hissed and grappled with his hand, but it didn't budge. She screamed hoarsely, "Let me go!"

He didn't want to choke her to death, so he loosened his grip but didn't let go, his palm barely grazing the delicate skin of her neck. He asked, "Is it because I haven't touched you in a long while? Is that why you are so eager to find another man?"

Sherry slapped his hand away and said in disgust, "Are you talking about yourself?"

Jeremy squinted at her, not understanding what she meant at all. "What are you talking about?"

Sherry sneered, "Isn't it you who is always looking for women outside?"

Her words brought a bit of joy into Jeremy's heart, as he thought that she was finally showing jealousy, but what she said next wiped the pleasure completely.

"Anyway, we are getting divorced, so let's not interfere with each other. If you want to marry again, go ahead."

It seemed that she really wanted to divorce him, and it ignited the rage that he was suppressing.

However, he changed tactics, and his touch turned gentle and kind. He swept his fingers through Sherry's long hair and spoke softly and tenderly, "Is this your trick again? Are you trying to irritate me and make me sign the divorce agreement as soon as possible?" Suddenly, Sherry felt so tired from everything, and it was like his gentle touch was sucking her energy away.

really want to rest now. Can

that, she pushed him away and tried to stand up, but Jeremy was looming over her like a beast that

wouldn't back down. The gentle expression his face twisted into a macabre version that was filled with

have none to spare for me?" He lifted his hands

hastily tried to cover her body with her

are you doing, Jeremy?" she asked with no little amount of alarm. "What am I doing? Can't you

voice was hoarse with barely suppressed anger, and no matter how hard Sherry struggled, he wouldn't

Please, let me go. I don't want to do this,

grip and leaned down to whisper into her ear. "Remember, you are mine. I don't care what tricks you are playing. I want you now, so I will take you. Do you think

a cruel and cold voice that Sherry couldn't help but shiver, and

was suddenly overwhelmed with a wave of images, of different men that must have touched Sherry in the same way,

his knees uselessly, but he

go! Please, you're hurting me,

wonder, 'Did he touch his other women like this too?' She started

his grip tightened all the more, heedless of the pain he was inflicting

did she start hating him?