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

over the phone, as

but professionalism

"All right. Thanks."

up, Beisy left her friends, who were still drinking, behind. She rushed outside

his home at this time? She contemplated this strange instruction all

before she knew it, she

I do for you?" Beisy asked

motioned her closer. "Sherry is upstairs. Please go and

course, he needed her for that since there was no way that he could take

widened in surprise, but she quickly recovered and

on her back, so please be careful not to touch the wound while you change

silence because she was still reeling from surprise at the meticulous care he was ready to provide

was her boss so she could not just say what she wanted. She kept quiet instead and stiffly nodded her head to acknowledge

when he led

but be quiet," Chester whispered to her for fear of

and quietly

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

bedside, and moving gently but

waiting for Beisy to

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

now!" He walked Beisy to the door and afterward, went back

as the room was dimly lit by the street lights that shone from outside.