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Chapter 48 I Want To Take Care Of Her

"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.

"Just a while ago. She should be coming out

and forth. Finally, he settled on the bench where Jeremy

as they tried to suppress their anxiety about the situation. Steve sighed as he muttered, "Why isn't the doctor coming out

about Sherry and every second that passed was torture to

as if

dabbing her wound with cotton that was soaked in alcohol. After

the glass had sunk into her flesh, puncturing several blood

about three wounds as several shards of glass punctured

If you feel pain, you can shout so that you'll feel better," the doctor

her head and said, "I'm fine, doctor.

matter what she said, it was still going to

women would scream even with a small cut, not to mention that so many pieces

after shard, Sherry felt as if

she shook her head, trying

took a deep breath as she tried to recall

of pain was it? This wasn't painful at

was tortured to death. Those painful

pain. His cruelty, his coldness,

he did which was rare. She would be upset when he got angry at her. It was almost as if

the pain. If it weren't for his ruthlessness,

were much worse than physical ones. Now that her

shard of glass being taken

pillow, her hair haphazardly sticking to her neck and face. Despite all of this, she still didn't complain about the

came out

same time as they

the doctor with a tray in her

here they were, all anxious and worried about the

to go in and see her." Almost at

followed

on the bed, her eyes closed tightly, her long eyelashes trembling,

scream or cry the entire time I was taking the shards of glass

the footsteps, Sherry

head and the first thing she saw

tenderly, something he ever rarely did. His shirt was still stained with her blood but he didn't seem to care. He just watched her quietly as if he was trying

admit how painful it was in front of him and even while she was being treated, she didn't even cry out.

heart ache to see

the wound leave a scar on her back?"

his head. "Don't worry about it. The wound won't

walked to the bed and found Sherry

her but

an attempt to help Sherry but

displeased

use too much of her strength

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