Man, what's wrong with you?

Jeremy liked to use the power of his high status to put things right. Whatever he had decided, there was no way for him to change. For this reason, no one could ever say no to him. What he said was law.

An uncomfortable silence fell over the room after his departure. They all looked at each other, bewildered. Then, finally, they began to chatter about what had just happened.

What could have happened to cause the boss to do something like this?

The office was dead silent when Barry returned. You could've heard a pin drop when he said, "Postpone the meeting."

With a heavy heart, Barry was forced to call Mr. Wu's secretary with the news. "I apologize," he said. "Something urgent has come up and I'm afraid my boss is unavailable." He sighed and added reluctantly, "We'll have to postpone the meeting until tomorrow morning."

The secretary replied courteously to him, but made it clear what this setback would mean—the cooperation would likely be cancelled.

Sherry could feel the medication was working. Her eyelids were becoming heavier by the minute. However, she forced herself to keep them open and refrained from lying down. She wouldn't be able to sleep that night if she dozed off now.

She wasn't sure if Jeremy would come or not this night. If he came while she couldn't fall asleep, they would stare at each other. How embarrassing!

The thought of that was almost as embarrassing as what had happened last night. She'd had a moment of weakness, sleeping with his arms holding her tightly against him. She remembered his skin was burning hot.

She didn't have a good night's sleep, and neither did Jeremy.

She thought she might be able to talk to the nurse when Jeremy was around, but it wasn't so appropriate after all, as the nurse had far more important things to do.

Her mind wandered as she played absently with her phone. A knock at the door snapped her back to reality.

She took a deep breath in to calm her nerves. "Come in," she said as calmly as she could muster. Her eyes were fixed quizzically on the door as it opened.

She was relieved to see that it was Chester.

Sherry noted that he was wearing a casual beige suit. 'He looks clean', she thought as he walked towards her. He smiled his bright, gentle smile like he always did when he saw her. She always felt lighter and happier in his presence.

He was carrying several bags with him. His face lit up as soon as he met her eyes. "Hello!" he beamed.

"Hi," she muttered back as enthusiastically as she could. It seemed too early for him to be here. She checked the time on her phone for confirmation. 'He isn't meant to be off yet, why is he here?'

He dumped a heavy-looking bag down on the table. His hand had red lines from where it had been cutting into him. She gestured towards the sofa. "Please sit."

"Let me get you some water," she added. She was about to climb out of bed, but he raised his hand to stop her. "I don't need water Sherry, just stay in bed and relax."

He grabbed a chair, pulling it right up to the edge of the bed to sit next to her. "Are you feeling any better?" he said softly.

"Oh I'm fine," she said shyly. 'He cares about me,' she thought bashfully. "It hurts, but only a little," she paused. "Mr. Gu, why are you here? What I mean is, aren't you meant to be at work?"

"Well I just, um, left early," Chester said rubbing his neck and not meeting her eyes. 'I would be here with you every second of the day if I could', he thought to himself.

I told you, Sherry, it was just business." He sighed and squeezed his eyes tightly shut. "You weren't meant to get hurt...I'm not just some money-hungry capitalist!"

him in disbelief for a few

you, Mr. Gu!" she stammered. She met his gaze. There was sincerity

quickly. He stood abruptly, walking over to the bag he'd brought. He rummaged through it and pulled out an assortment of food and books. "I brought you some food, fruit and things like that. There are some books too.

you," Sherry muttered. She shrugged, acting

your paid leave," he said. "So all you need to do is stay

thank you!" She couldn't help but smile at

this was already the second time she had asked for

confused. Did Chester somehow know that

while you're gone. You just need to look after yourself and focus on getting better," he added with a caring smile. He finished peeling the apple and handed

come and visit you too. But they didn't want to disturb your

want to cause any fuss!" she said timidly. She felt mortified at the thought of being the

here and she barely knew anyone at work yet. She wasn't stupid to believe that they did care about her injuries. They

else visited

to mind was Jessie, but she soon forgot about her. "No. You're

He had expected Jeremy to be here when he'd

not around. He hadn't

see you

he bringing up Jeremy?' She was thrown by his comment. Hearing his name made her frown unconsciously. "He had something he had to get done

clearly unsatisfied with her answer. Eventually she broke the silence and made small

she read. To

'Is she Jeremy's wife?'

since last night. He was so

be trying to hide it. Perhaps

best hope would

don't seem like the kind of person who would buy a book like this." She read another funny

knew him better than

finished off her apple, smirking at the book. But she still felt hungry. She was grateful when Chester pulled a vacuum flask from

from the cup as he opened

in it, as well as sticky rice. She couldn't help but compare it to Jeremy's porridge. His wasn't nearly

down a big bowl of it,

better than pork liver porridge in the morning. That stuff made her face turn as pale and she had to force

at the hospital. As he parked he saw a

noticed Jeremy, standing not too far from

Jeremy. Are you also here to visit Sherry?"

"Yes," Jeremy replied flatly.

together," Steve said. He was carrying a big