Man, what's wrong with you?

"No, I didn't. Let me go!" Jeremy had shackled Sherry with his hands. Sherry was starting to get hurt. She tried to break away from him but he was too strong for her.

She fought so fiercely but he just wouldn't let her go. When he saw her contorted face, he assumed she was being hateful.

Suddenly, she waved her hand that successfully distracted Jeremy. For the slightest moment, he had loosened his grip on her.

Sherry took advantage of this opportunity by breaking away from him. She pulled so hard that she accidentally hit the wall behind her.

"Ouch..." she moaned in pain.

"Jeremy, what the fuck did you do?" A man's voice chimed in. Steve quickly put down the medicine in his hand and quickly rushed to push Jeremy away from Sherry.

Jeremy was just about to pull Sherry back in when Steve pushed him away. Steve then defensively put an arm around Sherry.

The anger on Jeremy's face disappeared as it was replaced with regret.

"Are you okay?" Placing his hands on Sherry's shoulders, he helped Sherry sit up, carefully supporting her with his hands.

The piercing pain spread to every part of her body in an instant, causing her to tremble terribly.

"She's a patient! If you want to fight with her, you should at least wait until she recovers!" Steve bellowed.

Sweat started to break out on Sherry's forehead. Her face was pale. She grabbed the quilt tightly, trying to bear the piercing pain.

"I..." Jeremy wanted to explain himself but instead found himself stammering, at a loss for words.

How could he explain? Why couldn't he control himself? Why couldn't he just talk to her nicely?

All he knew was the distress he felt when he saw the pained look on

rather that he get hurt

couldn't bring himself to say sorry to Sherry but the pain in his

woman," Steve

hurt her? You're so cruel!" Steve added,

couldn't find anything

fault. He was too

but she had no strength

Steve's hands that were still placed on Sherry's

do anything about it as he

wrong. After a while, Sherry didn't seem to be in

thanks. You can go now," Sherry said coldly

cold she was to him. She

staying to take care of you," Jeremy said,

need you to take care of me. As long as you don't come here, I'll be fine." Sherry was looking towards the window to the side—she wouldn't even look him in

temper, she wouldn't have

said I'm taking care of you,"

turned her head and glared at Jeremy. "I already said that I didn't want to see you! What are you still doing here? Get out! Don't even show your face to

look of bewilderment spread across

she was biting her lower lip and seemed to flinch whenever he

Steve quietly stood

and said, "If

and attempted to get out of bed. In a