Man, what's wrong with you?

"Why are you so stubborn?" Jeremy sighed, not knowing what else to say. He just focused his energy on driving as fast and as steadily as possible.

After a while, Jeremy's phone started ringing. It kept ringing and ringing but Jeremy wasn't even considering answering it.

This irritated Sherry so she said coldly, "Can't you just hang up the phone?"

Upon hearing this, Jeremy nervously raised his eyebrows. In a hurry, he took his phone out as if he was afraid of being scolded further.

It was Steve who was calling. After hesitating for a while, he answered it.

"Jeremy, which hospital did you take Sherry to? I'm coming," Steve said anxiously.

Hearing that Steve seemed to be in such a hurry, Jeremy was a bit displeased. He answered indifferently, "City Central Hospital."

Jeremy was a step ahead of them anyway and he drove quite fast. Steve only delayed for a while but when he came out, Jeremy and Sherry had already left.

"Okay!" After hanging up the phone, Steve slammed his foot on the gas pedal, speeding off.

Chester sped up and followed closely behind it.

Finally, Jeremy arrived at the City Central Hospital. Even though it was relatively near the venue, he still felt like it took forever for them to get here.

He got out of the car, walked to the passenger seat, opened the door and looked at Sherry.

Her hair was sticking to her since she was sweating profusely. Her lips were bitten and she was horribly pale.

With great concern, Jeremy bent over to unfasten her seat belt and carried her out of the car.

Sherry shrank into his arms. Even the slightest movement was very painful for her so she slightly hissed, "Hmm..."

"We're already in the hospital. You just have to wait a little while more. You'll be fine soon," Jeremy tried to comfort her in a soft voice.

In a trance, she was in a haze as she looked at Jeremy.

'It's Jeremy and even after everything, he can still comfort me with that soft voice of his. Interesting.'

Still, that didn't change the fact that she didn't care anymore.

Sherry was in a daze as she noticed Jeremy's blood-stained clothes.

When the nurses saw Jeremy's blood-stained shirt, they were shocked. They hurried over to him and asked, "Sir, are you hurt?"

Jeremy was much more relaxed now. He explained softly, "It's not my blood. It's hers. Please help her."

Outside the treatment room, Jeremy sat on a bench. The nurses that passed by decided to give him some water and tissue.

Before long, Steve and Chester had arrived at hospital. As soon as Jeremy saw Chester, he became serious.

"What happened? How long has she been in there?" Steve asked anxiously, sweating profusely and gasping for breath.

was much calmer. "Just a while ago. She should be coming

kept pacing back and forth. Finally, he settled on

to suppress their anxiety about the situation. Steve

worried about Sherry and every second that passed

on the bed, Sherry felt as if she was about

The doctor was dabbing her wound with cotton that was soaked in alcohol. After which, he carefully ripped the skin off

deep as the glass had sunk into her flesh, puncturing several

about three wounds as several shards of glass

now. If you feel pain, you can shout so that you'll feel better,"

and said, "I'm fine, doctor.

as she spoke. No matter what she said, it was still

women would scream even with a small cut, not to mention that so many pieces of fragments had been stabbed

the doctor carefully took out shard after shard, Sherry felt as if she was going to faint from

but she shook her head, trying to

tried to recall the fragments

was it? This

was tortured to death. Those painful memories

her so much pain. His cruelty, his coldness, and

back then. She loved everything about him beyond reason. She would smile when he did which was rare. She would be upset when he got angry

weren't for his ruthlessness, she wouldn't be

much worse than physical ones. Now that her internal scars were

another shard of glass

haphazardly sticking to her neck and face.

came out of the

time as they approached the doctor. In unison, they asked, "Doctor,

behind the doctor with a tray in her hand. She looked at the three

well-known and here they were, all anxious

resting inside. You're free to go in and see her." Almost at once, the three men turned and

in first, followed by

lying on the bed, her eyes closed tightly, her long eyelashes trembling, and her hair roughly falling on her

were so deep but she didn't scream or cry the entire time I was

Sherry

and the first thing she

ever rarely did. His shirt was still stained with her blood but he didn't seem to care. He just watched

in front of him and even while

ache to see her like

scar on her

worry about it.

He walked to the

tried to assist her but Jeremy beat him to

but she pushed him

obviously displeased with

on Sherry's back had just been treated. She couldn't use too much of her strength