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.

Let go of me!" Sherry

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

don't want you to go with me!" 'It was clear as day that I don't want to be anywhere near

heaved a deep sigh

birthday cake was then lit up. Everyone merrily sang him the birthday

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

tell that there was a faint smile on his face. Sighing, she grew even

Sherry shot Jeremy a cold look. "Are you

already danced and even kissed. Sherry figured there

quickly running out. As Jeremy gazed into her eyes, he slowly

of relief, she turned in an attempt to leave. However, to her surprise,

and stand by my side," Jeremy

Jeremy knew that she wanted to leave already so

no choice but to concede. She had no interest in staying and she didn't want to

please bring me a glass of wine? Thank you,"

side of the table for the wine, Sherry tried to pull her hand. However, he was quick to respond—he tightened his grip as he hissed, "Don't

downed a few swigs. As her revenge, she pretended to spit out the wine on his suit

shirt and before he knew it, Sherry had already wriggled herself free. Without wasting another moment, she quickly

on his face faded. He tried to catch up with her but just as he was getting close, he suddenly heard

blue dress stood at the center of the hall, seemingly nervous and excited,

quiet

away from Jeremy separated by a considerable amount of people. It was only then