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?"

bowl of rice for him. When she left the room, Jeremy looked at Jeffery. "Why don't you

had said, he awkwardly

a bowl with rice and brought a pair of chopsticks. She passed them down to

Sherry noticed the change

and replied,

could possibly have the same

grew dim

he brought up that question. "You should just eat, don’t talk so

of silence was thick. Sherry began to regret letting Jeremy in. She knew he would ask all these questions that would

that upset Jeremy. He continued, "Since he

concern. I have been doing good in my job," Jeffery said

knew that he shouldn’t be ashamed of his work. A man like Jeremy who

getting cold." Sherry

nodded. "I don’t usually get guests often,

him and ate beside Jeremy.

the sound of chewing meals,

was trying to 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 more food in her

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

interrupted again saying, "Oh right, your job is in the evening. I

heard Jeremy's remark. He clenched his

shouted, "Jeremy, can

don't you stay a little longer. Could it be Sherry's fault why you 're leaving

how unhappy Sherry was and explained, "No, it's not

My wife is a very good

very good

of their glasses and then collected the bowls and headed to the kitchen

stared at Jeffery with sneering eyes, which made Jeffery restless. Before Jeremy could say something to mock

for his phone in his bag. It was a text message from Sherry, which read,

then got up

relief as

bubbles. She kept her long black hair tied loosely and wore an apron

on her. She felt hands grasping her waist.

"Where is Jeffery?" she asked. She rushed

she was standing, she couldn't see

nervous?" He spoke in

away, but her hands were