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?

them. All he knew was the distress he felt

would rather that he get

himself to say sorry to Sherry but the pain in his heart to see her

never hurt a woman," Steve hissed.

was just treated yesterday. How can you hurt her? You're so cruel!" Steve

the first time, Jeremy couldn't

was indeed his fault.

no

eyes on Steve's hands that were

he couldn't do anything about it as he couldn't lose his temper

After a while, Sherry didn't seem to be in much pain anymore. Jeremy then worriedly asked, "Does it still hurt? Do you need me to call the

said coldly as

she was to him. She wasn't like that to Steve

to take care of you," Jeremy said, pretending that

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

temper, she wouldn't

taking care of you," Jeremy replied

Sherry 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!

of bewilderment spread across

now. Now she was biting her lower lip and seemed to flinch whenever

Steve quietly stood

move. Sherry gave a helpless smile and said, "If you

get out of bed. In a hurry, Jeremy