Man, what's wrong with you?

As Jeremy got increasingly aggravated, his eyes turned cold. "Sherry, I dare you to say that again. You want a divorce?"

"Jeremy, you always seem to be disappointed in me. Why don't we just divorce? You being suspicious of me all the time is getting old. We should just get a divorce," Sherry answered frigidly.

Jeremy took a step towards her and noticed that she was shaking.

Meanwhile, Chester stood aside. He knew this was none of his business. Still, as he looked at the pained expression on Sherry's face, he couldn't help but be bothered.

So Chester approached Sherry. With a worried look on his face, he asked, "How are you feeling? I can help you get back to bed."

As soon as Chester reached out, Sherry seemed to collapse.

"Sherry!" Jeremy swooped in and pushed Chester away. He grabbed Sherry and took her into his arms.

"Now you're worried about her? She has a fever and yet you're still fighting with her."

Jeremy's eyes gleamed in anger. He tightly held on to Sherry only to find that she was burning up and her ears were reddened.

He hadn't noticed this earlier thinking that she was just pissed off.

"She's sick. What are you still doing here talking to me? Shouldn't you be taking her to the hospital already? Why are you keeping her here?" Jeremy retorted.

Chester answered, "If you hadn't showed up, her fever wouldn't have returned."

"Good thing I'm here then or else, I wouldn't have known what you would do since she has a fever!" Jeremy aggressively asserted his right as her husband.

Sherry was still weak as she put her arm on his shoulder. Upon hearing Jeremy, she frowned and protested, "I don't want to go to the hospital!"

Jeremy lowered his head and looked at her sharply. "No, you need to go to the hospital!"

After struggling for a while, Sherry finally gave up as he was holding on to her so tightly.

"No! No! I don't want to go to the hospital!"

Chester frowned and blurted out, "She said she didn't want to go. Put her down!"

"She's my wife. I should take care of her. Now get out of the way!" Jeremy was still aggressive.

Chester was left with no choice but to concede since Sherry really was Jeremy's wife.

Still, the distressed look on Sherry's face was enough reason for Chester to not turn a blind eye. "You should respect what she wants. Besides, she said it herself that she wants a divorce."

"We're not getting a divorce. We will be together until the day she dies. She can only dream of leaving me but that's never going to happen."

Chester sneered and added, "Sherry wants a divorce and I support her decision no matter what."

Stunned, Jeremy was briefly left speechless.

The struggle between the two men was undeniable. Chester was calm and collected while Jeremy seemed as if he was ready to explode any minute now—this was not lost on Sherry. She could clearly see the difference between the two men.

divorce then it's not going to happen!" Jeremy hissed as he passed by Chester, holding Sherry

I said I don't go to the hospital. It's none of your business!" Sherry was getting more frustrated by the

to see Jessie. We can change rooms,"

spoke, his tone was soft and

has nothing to do with Jessie. It's you that I don't want

care of you. Once you recover, you're free to punish me however you want if you're still mad

received from her were glares and cold

that okay? You said I could punish you in any way I want,"

he heard this, Jeremy's face darkened. He closed the door, started the

arrive at the hospital. You can sleep first," Jeremy said after a long moment of

could be heard was

they arrived at the hospital. When they

stared at her sleeping face for a while. A sense of guilt emerged from his

he failed to notice that she was running a fever. Once again, he'd lost

few days. As usual, she didn't say a word and kept

bent

as they entered the hospital, he asked the nurses to change her room. The nurse then gave Sherry an injection and he spent the night at the hospital with her. He didn't leave her

a stinging pain in her hand. When she checked what it was, she noticed a band-aid plastered

and her fever seemed to have

was wearing a hospital gown now instead of the pajamas she was originally

noticed Jeremy sitting next to

better now?" Jeremy

tired. His shirt and collar were askew but his

happened last night? Did he

memories were a

he made sure to control his emotions. He made

breathed heavily. "You can leave now.

up and you're already asking me to leave. If I hadn't brought you to the hospital, you would still be running a fever

usual self. Sherry

stood up and sat on the edge of the bed. The bed sank down as soon as he

do?" After saying this, he lifted her face with his hands, lowered his head, and covered her mouth with

"Well..."

face. "Now that I've kissed you, what do you want

Sherry merely gazed back at him. He took advantage of this by

"Argh! Disgusting!" Sherry barked.

Jeremy frowned. Disgusting?

could she say he was

He couldn't believe her!

He squinted his eyes, gleaming of

make me sick! You're

help but

temper. No matter how angry he

you say," he said