Man, what's wrong with you?

While she slept, Sherry was comforted by the feeling of something cold, most probably a cloth, as somebody wiped her forehead and arms clean. It cleared the uncomfortable feeling of stagnant and sticky sweat, and she wanted to open her eyes to see who was taking care of her, but no matter how hard she tried, her eyelids felt too heavy to open.

Meanwhile, Chester was sitting beside her and occasionally wiping her down. He studied her with a worried expression on his face and touched her cheek with the back of his hand, which still felt a little hot, and he whispered, "Don't be afraid. I'll be here with you."

It seemed that Sherry heard his words in her sleep, and she opened her lips as if to answer, but her eyes stayed closed, asleep.

At that moment, Chester's phone rang.

As it rang, Sherry let out a pained groan as if she was disturbed from her rest, so he hurriedly switched it into silent mode.

As he glanced at the screen, the caller ID was Jeremy.

Then, without thinking, he rejected.

Meanwhile, Jeremy was driving under the hazy light of the streetlights, and the moonlight that escaped the canopy of trees created motley shadows along his path. He had been trying to call Chester but his call was rejected!

Sherry must be in his house because there was no other explanation that would satisfy him.

He took this as confirmation of Sherry's whereabouts, so he made a sharp turn, disregarding any laws he might have broken, and drove like the devil was behind him. All he knew at that moment was that he needed to get to Chester's house.

While he was checking his phone, Chester heard Sherry's whimper in pain, so he strode toward her, worry evident on his face.

She was sweating all over once again, which made her hair look like a rumpled mess, and her cheeks were flushed from her fever.

He frowned at this. She was sweating too much and her fever was climbing up, and if this continued, she would need to be brought to a hospital.

settled once again, he tucked

Beisy," Chester said over the phone, as he leaned by the wall just outside his

friends, but professionalism won

"All right. Thanks."

Beisy left her friends, who were still drinking, behind. She rushed outside and flagged a taxi, and she told the

come to his home at this time?

cab driver drove as fast as he could, and before

I do for

as Chester saw her, a relieved sigh escaped him, and he motioned

for that since there was no way that he could take advantage of Sherry in

but she quickly

and a wound on her back, so please be careful not to touch the wound while you change her clothes." As he spoke, he also

was still reeling from surprise at the

not just say what she wanted. She kept quiet instead and stiffly

he led her to the master

quiet," Chester whispered to her for fear of waking

and quietly

lying weakly on the bed. Her body looked so frail and ashen that she

the bedside, and moving gently but quickly, she began to

outside, patiently waiting for

done changing Sherry's clothes," said Beisy in her quietest

Beisy to the door and afterward, went back to his

as the room was dimly lit by the street lights that shone from outside. He stood quietly at her bedside, silently lurking like a