Man, what's wrong with you?

The crowd was swarming around Sherry. As Jeremy watched this entire scene unfold, Jeremy raised his eyebrows in displeasure.

He turned slightly to wrap his arms around Sherry in an attempt to protect her from the crowd.

Irked, Sherry lowered her voice and barked, "That's enough!"

Sherry absolutely despised it whenever Jeremy tried to put her under his control.

An obnoxious combination of Jeremy's perfume and his unbuttoned collar sent Sherry into a strange rollercoaster of emotions.

"If you stay still, I'm not going to move," Jeremy whispered in her ear.

Arrogant as he was, it seemed that he had forgotten that they were surrounded by other people.

The attention was on Steve now. If just any of them turned their heads and saw Sherry, the consequences would be dire.

Sherry then carefully tried to take a step back.

Unfortunately, this only allowed Jeremy to dominate her further.

"Jeremy, why are you so impatient?" Sherry snapped, trying to wriggle herself free from his grip.

"Am I that obvious?" Jeremy's answer was so indifferent that Sherry didn't know what to say.

She had said everything she could think of and used all kinds of excuses she could think of. Still, Jeremy didn't budge; he kept his hand tightly gripped on her slender waist.

the washroom. Let go

and this is the most important moment. Just wait for a while, and I'll go with you." Jeremy was easily able to come up with an excuse

don't want to be anywhere near him. Why the hell would he think that I would be okay

a deep sigh

was then lit up. Everyone merrily sang him the

hadn't taken off his grip on her waist. She was starting to feel

the corner of her eye, she could tell that there was a faint smile on his face. Sighing, she grew even more vexed. No matter how hard as she tried,

Jeremy a cold look. "Are you going

even kissed. Sherry figured there was nothing else

gazed into her eyes,

attempt to leave. However, to her

and stand by

to leave already so he

choice but to concede. She had no interest in staying and she

please bring me a glass of

side of the table for the wine, Sherry tried to pull her hand. However, he was quick to respond—he tightened his grip

revenge, she pretended to spit out the wine on his suit

knew it, Sherry had already wriggled

catch up with her but just as he was getting close, he suddenly heard

The woman wearing the blue dress stood at the center of the hall, seemingly nervous and excited, a smile

her voice, everyone became quiet

It was only then that she heaved