Man, what's wrong with you?

Jeffery heard the doorbell ring, his heart grew heavy because of the lesson he had received before.

Sherry heard the doorbell and immediately stood up to get the door.

Once she had opened the door, she was shocked.

Jeremy was standing outside in his black suit and white shirt; he was very tall in stature. He managed to instantly block the door.

His was wearing his usual serious face, stern and cold. She couldn't help but be captivated by his appearance. Even though she had decided to leave him, she was still having feelings for him.

"Why won't you just go home?" Jeremy walked in after he had said this. He caught sight of Jeffery eating in the living room.

He stopped eating and put down the chopsticks in his hands. He stood up and stared at Jeremy.

The two men stood there, one a simple student, and the other the president of a company.

"Care to explain why he’s here?" Jeremy stared at Sherry as if waiting for an explanation.

"I ran into him on my way back from the grocery store. He offered to carry my bags and I obliged. To thank him, I offered him to stay for dinner," Sherry explained.

"Is that so?" Jeremy saw that her clothes were dirty and decided that she might not have been lying. He then glanced back at Jeffery.

He looked at Jeffery from head-to-toe. He knew he had come from a poor family.

He then caught sight of the slippers he wore. Those were the slippers that Sherry bought for him!

She bought him those slippers after they got married. She had bought several couple’s themed items, such as couple’s pajamas, tea cups, and the slippers.

She nodded and asked, "Have you eaten yet?"

She saw how bothered Jeremy was and followed the direction of his eyes.

She saw that he was eyeing the slippers Jeffery had on, and then she noticed that he was wearing leather shoes. "Oh! You should remove your shoes before heading inside," she then grabbed a pair of men’s slippers from the bottom cabinet. They were brand new men’s slippers. "You can use these."

Although Jeremy was angry that she let Jeffery wear the slippers but he decided to dismiss it since now was not the time to act out.

After he had put on his slippers, he held Sherry’s shoulder and moved her to the dining table.

"Hello, Mr. Ou." He and Jeffery stared at each other for a long time. It was enough of a response to the other.

Jeremy then seated himself near Sherry. "Honey can you get me a bowl of rice?"

atmosphere grew tense. Sherry hesitantly went to fill a bowl of rice for him. When she left the room, Jeremy

what Jeremy had said, he awkwardly

a pair of chopsticks. She

apartment?" Jeremy asked. Sherry noticed the change in the tone of his voice; it was

nodded and replied,

that the two could possibly have the same encounter

dim and

should just eat, don’t talk so much."

in. She

He continued, "Since he is your

concern. I have been doing good

work. A man like Jeremy who was born

dishes are getting cold." Sherry interrupted

usually get guests often,

him and ate beside Jeremy. They

hear was the sound of chewing meals,

flaunt by being too nice and she was amused by it. She just wished that he could find another way to show affection instead of placing

dinner, Jeffery was feeling anxious. "I need to leave, Sherry. I have work to do so I should go first," he said as Sherry poured

a bit too late to be heading to work?" Jeremy interrupted again saying, "Oh right, your job

heard

shouted, "Jeremy, can

not often we have guests. Why don't you stay a little longer. Could it be Sherry's fault why

and explained,

the meal? My wife is a very good cook,"

very good cook." Jeffery smiled

into each of their glasses and then collected the bowls and headed

restless. Before Jeremy could say

bag. It was a text message from

then got up and made his way to the

sighed in relief as

on the bowls, her hands covered in soap bubbles. She kept her long black hair tied loosely and wore an apron that was tightly wrapped around her slim waist. Although her attire

dishes, she didn't notice the man creeping up on her. She felt hands grasping her waist.

"Where is Jeffery?" she asked. She rushed

standing, she couldn't see

you so nervous?" He spoke in a low

you please let me go!" She tried to push him away, but her hands were slippery from the soap, making it hard to remove his