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.

contrast, Jeremy was much calmer. "Just a

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

tried to suppress their anxiety about the situation. Steve sighed

and every second

felt as if she

that was soaked in alcohol.

had sunk into her flesh,

about three wounds as several

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

her head and said, "I'm fine,

trembling as she spoke. No matter what

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

out shard after shard, Sherry felt as if she was

filled her eyes but she shook her head, trying to be

deep breath as she tried to recall the fragments of her

was it? This wasn't painful at

still remembered the days when she was tortured to

had caused her so much pain. His cruelty, his coldness, and his words made her

was so silly 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

pain. If it weren't for his ruthlessness, she wouldn't be as strong

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

glass being taken out once

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

doctor finally came out of the

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

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

were well-known and here they were, all anxious and worried about the same

removed all the glass shards. She's still resting inside. You're free to go in and see her." Almost at

in first, followed

her long

or cry the entire time I was taking the shards of glass out," the

the footsteps, Sherry slowly opened

first thing she saw was

was still stained with her blood but he didn't seem to care. He just watched her quietly as if he was trying to memorize every

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

ache to see

leave a scar on her

worry about it. The wound

the bed and

assist her but Jeremy beat

attempt to help Sherry but

frowned, obviously displeased

just been treated. She couldn't use too much of