Man, what's wrong with you?

Chapter 11 Remember Your Identity

Jeremy stared at the two, a fist clenched tight by his side, as he resisted punching Jeffery's face.

He stepped forward, his hands itching to separate them, but he stopped at the last minute. Thankfully, nobody seemed to notice that.

"What are you doing?" His voice was calm and firm, but his eyes betrayed the anger that flared within him.

No outright sign of his anger could be observed, but Sherry still noticed it, as not much could escape her keen senses. She moved away from Jeffery immediately as if she was burnt.

"Jeremy..." She breathed his name out like a prayer. "Please don't misunderstand." Jeffery straightened behind her, feeling her tension and discomfort in the face of Jeremy's sharp eyes. He explained in a low voice, a voice that could be used for a wild animal that was about to spring out.

"She got scalded. I was just treating the burnt feet."

That was clear and concise.

And even though Sherry didn't have the chance to introduce Jeremy to him, who else had a key and could open the door so comfortably except for the owner?

'Was she burned?'

Jeremy wondered, as his eyes scanned Sherry's body. He frowned when he noticed her instep, which looked red and painful.

As he walked further inside the room, he saw the broken fragments of the teapot on the ground, and his eyes lit up in recognition.

It was the tea set that Sherry loved, her favorite blue and white porcelain that he had given her as a gift. She loved it so much and treated it with such care that she would go to great lengths not to use it at home, but today, she used it to make tea for a mere waiter in a bar.

didn't like it, but the seed of doubt in him grew bigger and

asked with a sneer, and an obnoxious laugh escaped his

to Jeffery. Sherry's heart thudded faster with every step he took because she thought that he would hit Jeffery, but he turned at the last minute and

the two of them, and as it

at him, she felt like she didn't know him

breath when he moved in the

a heavy hand on her shoulder and manhandled her, so she could face him. And when he raised

his hands traveled to

when he suddenly pressed his thin lips against her

until her lips were reddened, and her chin stung from his tight grip. Still, she endured, as she was too frightened to

when he finally let go of her. Her lips

think I will fall in love with you if you keep playing

distant tone, as he looked

Sherry still heard him as if he had whispered the words directly into her

realized that Jeremy had only pretended to be gentle, so he could

"You..."

on watching, as he kissed Sherry in front of him, like he was going to

chin, his protective instincts roared inside him, but he couldn't

to talk, but before he could speak, the taller man suddenly stood up and walked toward

but he still appeared short and ungainly like a kid with Jeremy's

made his heart pound hard in his chest, and his face turned ashen and

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