Man, what's wrong with you?

"No, I'll be sleeping in the guest room." From the moment Sherry got off his arms, Jeremy pressed his lips together into a thin line. His mood shifted to gloom and seemed as though he was trying hard to restrain himself. "You're getting better at playing this game of mouse and cat."

"You think too much."

'Does he really expect that things could just turn back into the way it used to be? How ridiculous!'

Sherry thought with exasperation. She couldn't grasp the reason why he would have such an idea.

She went straight to the guest room, without uttering a single word. Her hair was soaking wet and water dripped down her back as she walked away with her slender legs wrapped with nothing but a bath towel.

"You should fulfill your duty as a wife." He was stern and said this while his eyes were fixated to her body. He tried to stand up but was hit with lightheadedness, so he fell heavily back onto the sofa.

Sherry jolted and looked back when she heard the thump. She found Jeremy rubbing his head and hastily walked towards him. "Does it hurt again?" she asked in a soft panic as she checked out his wound. "Try to be more careful. You know you've hurt your head."

'She clearly still cares. Why does she keep pretending that she doesn't?' Jeremy brushed her hand away and coldly said, "It's none of your business."

He stood up, while he felt a bleak heaviness coming from his head. Sherry held his arm and said, "Let me help you back into your room."

It wasn't possible for Sherry to escape from the love she had for him. It didn't matter how Jeremy would treat her; she would never turn a blind eye to him.

His beady eyes glared at her before he slowly started to lean his body towards her. After he bled, he had only applied a simple bandage, so it wasn't a surprise that he still felt dizzy from the pain.

However, he only found Sherry's stubbornness irritating, aggravating his headache all the more.

old tricks until now. Huh! Women

his bed, she went towards his closet and picked up

much Sherry tried to focus on

the fact that she was still so timid despite having been married for three years. After he changed into his pajamas, he leaned back with a deep sigh

and patted the bed beside him and said

slowly towards him but she only covered him with a quilt. She turned her back to walk away when she heard Jeremy's hoarse voice.

the wardrobe and said, "I'll be sleeping in the guest room

in the guest room?" Jeremy asked her with a stone cold expression as he leaned towards his side. He continued, "Sherry, are you doing this because

beauty of her body, but he still couldn't stand her cold and avoidant attitude towards

only Jeremy who could act indifferent

And don't you dare come back to this room again!" he

made Sherry feel an aching inside her heart. She calmly took her pajamas and softly said, "I know, I won't disturb you,

switched off the lights

room. He sat on his bed with a blank expression as his estranged eyes slowly gazed around the room. The muscles in his arms twitched but he managed to pick up the pillow beside him and

getting trickier to

walk downstairs and noticed the bowl of noodles sitting on the dinner table. She walked towards the table and peered inside, and found

gazed slowly towards the divorce agreement that lay on

herself. "It's been three years and if he truly loved you, he would never have

the guest room and took a shower. She picked up her pajamas, put it on and proceeded to dry her hair. After cleaning up,

their whole relationship sacrificing so much for his happiness, but in return he repaid her kindness with his cold attitude and the