Man, what's wrong with you?

Sherry couldn't keep the exasperation from her voice. "Jeremy, have you forgotten that you're the one who prepared that divorce agreement? You keep telling me to leave you alone, and now I've done just that, so what's the problem?" She had no idea how to interpret his changing, inconsistent attitude towards the idea of divorce.

He had been responsible for drawing up the divorce agreement, yet he was acting now as though the failure of their marriage was her fault.

Illogically, the sight of Sherry's aggrieved face put Jeremy in a better mood. He ignored her question and ushered her into the bathtub, then took off his towel and got in with her. The hot water overflowed over the edge of the tub.

"I don't want a divorce," he said calmly.

Sherry was stunned. "What?"

She stared at his face, blurry through the clouds of steam rising from the hot water, and hoped he couldn't see that her own face had turned red. He leaned towards her and placed a hand on her cheek. Looking at her flushed lips, still swollen from their kiss, he couldn't resist the urge to lower his head and gently bite her small, delicate nose.

"Ow!" she exclaimed. She pushed him away, but Jeremy grasped her chin and forced her to look into his eyes. He rubbed his nose against hers. She pulled away, more forcefully this time, and sneered at him. "Are you having fun playing with me like this?"

There were light teeth marks on her nose. He was shocked and slightly guilty. He hadn't realized how hard he'd bitten her.

But she wasn't talking about the bite on her nose. Her voice rose. "Nothing you do makes sense! You want to control me when you feel like it, but then you throw me away when you don't want me. You humiliate me with the nasty things you say. You publicly get involved with other women to mock me!"

However, she didn't say that he wanted to give her to his best friend at will.

Sherry glared at Jeremy. She had put up with so much, for so long, and now that she was finally trying to break free by divorcing him, he wanted to keep her chained to him!

is it such a big

me alone," she said. She firmly pushed his hands away and stood.

Jeremy closed a hand around one ankle. He tugged, and she had no choice but to clamber back in to avoid losing her balance. He pulled her down and wrapped his arms

talking

that waiter at the bar. I was there, remember?" In his agitation, his arms tightened

her struggle to get loose was in vain. He was holding her too tightly. Angrily she cried out, "Why are you such a hypocrite? Even if there

that she hadn't denied her relationship with the waiter. He felt furious. "You used to say you'd never agree to a divorce. I know what changed! You want to be free and clear to go out with

actually be angry enough to hurt her physically. She gathered all her energy and wrestled with him until she succeeded in breaking his hold on her. In their struggle, they knocked over one of the expensive decorations on the bathroom shelf—a large, solid piece of coral mounted

motion, she watched the piece of coral fall through the air,

He felt dizzy, and started gasping for breath. Sherry was

that he had lost control with Sherry again. He

her hand away. She went to get a hand towel and pressed it to

to feel the pain of the head injury, so he didn't resist. Sherry stood back, waiting for a few moments, but the blood continued to flow. She got more and more anxious. Eventually she coaxed him into getting out of the tub and pressed the

her show of concern. He put on a suffering expression and leaned

that properly." She helped

the bath towel was loose around her body. She was too worried to notice. She returned to the sofa carrying the medicine

Her face paled when she saw that the wound was deeper than she'd thought. "Oh my God! You're badly

legs. He curled up on the couch, flinging an arm over her knees to prevent her from leaving. "No. Just put a

listened, and she could never win. When she said she didn't want to take a bath with him, he