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.

a

back and forth. Finally, he settled on the

anxiety about the situation. Steve sighed as

every second that

as if she

Sherry. The doctor was dabbing her wound with cotton that was soaked in alcohol. After which, he carefully

as the glass had sunk into her flesh,

about three wounds as several shards of glass punctured her

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

said, "I'm fine, doctor. You

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

to mention that so many pieces of fragments had been

shard, Sherry felt as if she was going to faint

she shook her head, trying

took a deep breath as she tried to recall the

kind of pain was it? This wasn't painful

was tortured to death.

caused her so much pain. His cruelty, his

about him beyond reason. She would smile when he did which was rare. She would be upset when he got angry at her. It was almost as if she was

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

scars were much worse than physical ones. Now that her internal scars were already healed, no one could hurt her

of glass being taken out once

in the pillow, her hair haphazardly sticking to her neck and face.

doctor finally came out of the treatment

bench at the same time as they approached the

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

and here they

all the glass shards. She's still resting inside. You're free to go in and

first, followed by Steve and

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

she didn't scream or cry the

the footsteps, Sherry

head and the first 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

how painful it was in front of him and even while she was being

his heart ache to see

wound leave a scar on her back?"

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

the bed

to assist her but Jeremy beat him to

an attempt to help Sherry but she pushed him away. "No thanks. I'll do

obviously displeased with her

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