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.

this, Chester. If I say we're not having a divorce then it's not going to happen!" Jeremy hissed as he passed

It's none

know you just don't want to see Jessie. We can change rooms,"

spoke, his tone was soft and

you that I don't want to see," Sherry

still need to take care of you. Once you recover, you're free to punish me however you

he received from her were glares and cold

I could punish you in any way I want," Sherry

Jeremy's face darkened. He closed

to be a while before we arrive at the hospital. You can sleep first," Jeremy said after a long moment of

be heard was

at the hospital. When they did,

the passenger seat and stared at her sleeping face

was so careless that he failed to notice that she was

feeling well these past few days. As usual, she didn't say a word and kept the pain to

bent

her room. The nurse then gave Sherry an injection and he spent the night at the hospital with her. He didn't leave her side the entire night. He didn't even

hand. When she checked what it was, she noticed a band-aid plastered at

anymore and her fever seemed

a hospital gown now instead of the pajamas she was originally wearing. Suddenly, she thought, 'Who changed

she noticed Jeremy sitting

feel better now?" Jeremy said in a hoarse

looked tired. His shirt and collar were

probably him! Damn it! What happened last night? Did he do anything else besides changing her

were

Sherry had woken up, he made sure to control his emotions. He

heavily. "You can leave now. I don't want to

to leave. If I hadn't brought you to the hospital, you

Sherry responded, "It's none of your business

a sudden, Jeremy stood up and sat on the edge of the bed. The bed sank down as soon as he sat down. He reached out and held her hand. Trembling, Sherry quickly shook

to touch you. What can you do?" After saying this, he lifted

"Well..."

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

advantage of this by lowering his

"Argh! Disgusting!" Sherry barked.

Jeremy frowned. Disgusting?

say he was

He couldn't believe her!

squinted his eyes, gleaming

You make me sick! You're nothing but

help but

now so he couldn't lose his temper. No matter how angry he was, he

you say," he said