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.

had settled once again, he tucked her in

house right now, Beisy," Chester said over the phone, as he leaned by

friends, but professionalism won out, so she nodded immediately

"All right. Thanks."

were still drinking, behind. She rushed outside and flagged a taxi, and she told the driver the address before she

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

could, and before she knew it, she was

what can I do for

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

he needed her for that since there was no way

eyes widened in surprise, but she quickly recovered and said, "Oh,

careful not to touch the wound while you change her clothes." As he spoke, he also led Beisy up

from surprise at the meticulous care

not just say what she wanted. She

he led her to the

quiet," Chester whispered to her

hard and quietly walked into

on the bed. Her body looked so frail and ashen that she wondered why she was here instead of

that were placed by the bedside, and moving

remained outside, patiently waiting for

done changing Sherry's

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

the street lights that shone from outside. He stood quietly at her bedside, silently lurking like