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.

much calmer. "Just a

while, Steve kept pacing back and forth.

grim as they tried to suppress their anxiety about the situation. Steve sighed as

about Sherry and every second that

if she was about

doctor was dabbing her wound with cotton that was soaked in alcohol. After which, he carefully ripped the skin

the glass had sunk into

wounds as several shards of

the fragments now. If you feel pain, you can shout

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

No matter what she said, it was still going

even with a small cut, not to mention

shard, Sherry felt as if she was

almost filled her eyes but she shook

she tried to recall the fragments of her

was it? This wasn't painful

when she was tortured to death. Those

cruelty, his coldness, and his words made her

was rare. She would be upset when he got angry at

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

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

shard of glass being

hair haphazardly sticking to her neck and face. Despite

doctor finally came out of

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

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

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

all 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 treatment

came in first, followed by Steve

the bed, her eyes closed tightly, her long eyelashes trembling, and her hair roughly

wounds were so deep but she didn't scream or cry the entire time

Sherry slowly opened

thing she saw

at 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

while she was being treated, she didn't even cry out. Why was she so

ache to see her like

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

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

Steve relaxed. He walked to the bed and found Sherry

tried to assist her but Jeremy beat him to

an attempt to help Sherry but she

frowned, obviously displeased with

been treated. She couldn't use too much of her strength as the