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.

calmer. "Just a while ago. She should

Steve kept pacing back and forth. Finally, he settled on

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

about Sherry and every

as if she was

dabbing her wound with cotton that was

wound was deep as the glass had sunk into her flesh,

wounds as several shards of

to take out the fragments now. If you feel pain, you can shout so that you'll feel better," the doctor

and said, "I'm

what

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

doctor carefully took out shard after shard, Sherry felt as if she was

eyes but she shook

a deep breath as she tried to recall the fragments of her

kind of pain was it? This wasn't

remembered the days when she was tortured to death. Those painful memories hardened

much pain. His cruelty, his coldness, and his words

silly back then. She loved everything about him beyond reason. She would smile when he did which was rare. She

weren't for his ruthlessness, she wouldn't be as strong as she was

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

another shard of glass being taken out once

her neck and face. Despite all of

came

same time as they approached the doctor. In unison, they

the doctor with a tray in her hand. She looked

and here they were, all anxious and

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

first, followed

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

cry the entire time I was taking

Sherry slowly opened

the first thing she saw was Jeremy

with her blood but he didn't seem to care.

was in front of him and even while she was being treated, she didn't even cry out. Why was

made his heart ache to see

scar on her back?" Steve asked,

worry about it. The wound won't

He walked to the bed and found Sherry trying to

to assist her but Jeremy beat him

but she pushed

obviously displeased with

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