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 ago. She should be

back and forth. Finally, he settled

their anxiety about the situation. Steve sighed as he muttered, "Why isn't

were all worried about Sherry and every second

on the bed, Sherry felt as if

bright lights slightly blinded Sherry. The doctor was dabbing her wound with cotton that was soaked in alcohol. After which, he carefully ripped the skin off from her

deep as the glass had

three wounds as several shards of glass punctured her

you can

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

what she said, it was still going to

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

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

her eyes but she shook her head,

a deep breath as she tried to

kind of pain was it? This wasn't

when she was tortured to death. Those painful memories hardened

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

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

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

her internal scars were already healed, no one could hurt

felt another shard of glass being taken

buried her face in the pillow, her hair haphazardly sticking to her neck and face. Despite all of this, she still

the doctor finally came out

and Chester stood up from the bench at the same time as they approached the doctor. In

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

they were, all anxious and worried about the

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 entered the

followed by

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

were so deep but she didn't scream or cry the entire time I was taking the shards of glass out," the doctor said with

Sherry slowly

thing

her 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 to memorize every detail

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

ache

will the wound leave a scar on her back?" Steve

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

hearing this, Steve relaxed. He walked to the bed

to assist her but

attempt to help Sherry but she pushed him away. "No thanks.

displeased with her

been treated. She couldn't use too