Man, what's wrong with you?

Jeremy frowned. He squatted down and wrapped his arms around Sherry's shoulder, pressing her tightly against his chest. He smoothed away her disheveled hair and asked, "What's wrong?"

The sadness in her eyes softened his heart. He grabbed a tissue to wipe her mouth, and asked in a gentle voice, "Are you sick?"

She would yell at him while feeling nauseous. He couldn't help but sigh. Couldn't she just bow down to him?

"No, it's nothing." Sherry pushed him away, refusing to let him get any closer to her.

She was a bit aggrieved and felt sicker.

Jeremy was upset that Sherry never opened up to him. She would rather just take Jeffery home than tell him the truth. Did she really see him as her husband?

Until this day, she continued to avoid his questions and refused his kindness.

Jeremy's eyes fell on the medicine bottle on the bedside table. He reached for it and read the label. It was not until then that he realized that she was really sick.

His hold on her tightened as he turned her around aggressively even though he knew that she was very resistant towards him. He forcefully rested her face on his chest and asked, "You have an upset stomach? Did you eat something bad?"

Sherry kept her eyes shut and her face had now turned slightly pale. She didn't have the strength to answer his questions, and she had to intention to either.

"Sherry, talk to me!" Jeremy leaned his body towards her. The familiar smell of his cologne crept into her nose, making her feel at ease.

"Please tell me what happened! Shall I take you to the hospital? How can you just sit here after taking this medicine which does so little for your health?" At this point, Jeremy didn’t even bother to disguise his concern for her.

He was so worried about her that he wished that

to get his powerful hold off her shoulders, but she was too weak. She snorted, "I ate some durian. It

'Durian?

she hates durian,' Jeremy

aside gently and scolded gently, "Why did you have to eat something you don’t even like? You can't take care of yourself, can

this, he suddenly remembered that Steve had asked him what Sherry liked to eat and he had lied

demeanor. She was so sleepy that she didn't want to say anything, nor did she want to

Jeremy sincerely regretted his actions, because he had made her

Steve must have asked her out in private and had probably prepared durian for her. 'But why did this

him ruthlessly. Why

of you?" He already

had said earlier that he only came to take care of her because she was feeling sick. She wondered if Jeremy really hadn't heard him or was just pretending like he

wasn’t looking for a fight. He regretted asking her. Earlier, he thought that they were going to do something that would end up hurting

but he could not say a word. Realizing that this was not a good time to talk, he lifted her

flailing in the air, she tried to get out of his grasp, and in her frenzy, she accidentally hit Jeremy's

"Don't move! If you fall down, don't blame me." Sherry was frightened and stopped moving. She still

it was still pleasant to his ears. It was unlike the usual her, when she

hugged her, he forgot

to the center of the bed and tucked her into the quilt. "You can go now. I want to