Chapter 27 Sherry Belongs to Him

Name:Gossip Ex-wife Author:Sugar
When they arrived downstairs, Chester's car was already parked in front of the building, and Beisy was waiting by the back seat, the door already opened for Sherry. Once Sherry was seated inside, Beisy walked around to the front seat and sat on the passenger seat.

"Hello, Mr. Gu," greeted Sherry.

Chester smiled and nodded at her before he started the car. Once the car was cruising steadily, he glanced at her through the rear-view mirror and said,

"Hello to you too. How did your work go this morning?"

"It went great, and my colleagues are nice and enthusiastic. I also managed to look through the contract and the materials," Sherry said with a happy smile, as she was quite satisfied with how her day went.

He nodded at her answer. He was a sharp contrast to Sherry's stiff posture because while she was sitting properly with her back ramrod straight, Chester was sitting lazily on his seat. Her figure was on vivid display by the stark white suit that she wore.

"If you encounter any problem, don't be afraid to ask Beisy."

From her seat in front, Beisy was listening quietly to their conversation, and she was a little surprised to hear how much her boss seemed to care about Sherry. Since she was well aware of what kind of person her boss was, it was a big surprise to see him treat Sherry this way, and in front of her too!

"Thank you," Sherry answered shyly.

Before long, the car stopped in front of a grand hotel, and Sherry couldn't help but admire the view. She was a little bit confused because it was supposed to be a simple lunch, so was this high-end place really necessary?

The way he did things was starkly different from what she was used to.

They entered the hotel, where an usher led them to their reserved room, and when the door was pushed open, Sherry stopped in her tracks, stunned.

In the room, several waitresses in cheongsam were serving tea with pleasant smiles on their faces, and the round table in the middle of the room was already occupied by at least a dozen other people!

The men were all well-dressed in suits and accessories, while the women were painted with heavy make-up and dressed in decent dresses. Their clothes and postures screamed elegance and luxury.

Sherry looked around the room awkwardly, but she found the last person she wanted to see.

Just a few feet from her sat Jeremy, his simple white shirt fitted over his wide shoulders, and his eyes trained in her intensely.

He seemed to have drunk a little wine, as she noticed that his face was slightly red. His hair looked a little longer, but it just made him look more handsome.

'Why was he here?' Sherry's mind was running in circles, distressed and she was hoping to be anywhere but there.

It was not a simple lunch, as she had originally thought. She couldn't believe that Chester had taken her here to have lunch with his business partners!

"You are always late, Chester! You'd better drink!" An old man stood up and walked up to Chester, a glass of wine in his hand.

"Sorry, I'm late." Despite his words, there was no trace of apology in Chester's voice.

"Hey, who is this beautiful lady?" At this statement, the rest of the guests shifted their attention to Sherry, and in an instant, they seemed to have forgotten all about Chester's tardiness.

Sherry's beauty made her stand out from the others, and her professional image impressed the others and attracted a lot of attention.

Chester moved away from the old man, who had rushed over with a glass of wine, and introduced her, saying, "This is Sherry Xu, an employee of my company's planning department."

She cast a subtle glance at Jeremy, but she quickly looked away before anybody noticed. She put on her trademark smile and greeted them cheerfully.

"Hello, everyone. I'm Sherry Xu."

Jeremy kept looking at Sherry, but

you tell me? Why did you choose SZ Advertising Company?" His tone was unhappy, and Sherry knew him well enough to know that this was a prelude to his anger.

So, she went past him to return to their table.

However, Jeremy reached out and grabbed her shoulders with his hands and asked, "Why didn't you tell me?"

Sherry wanted to push his hand away, but he was holding her so tightly that she would be surprised if her shoulders would not develop bruises. "What are you doing?! Can't you be more careful in public?"

"Now that you mentioned it, this is a public place, and still you were shamelessly making eyes at Chester. Do you take me for a joke?" He hissed at her and grabbed her face with his bruising grip.

"No!" She struggled to free herself, but she could only follow his steps until she was forced into a corner.

Jeremy's alluring masculine scent filled her nose, while his muscled body pressed her hard against the wall.

He hid her from curious eyes with his right hand against the wall, and his other hand comfortably sat on her waist. He rubbed the tip of his nose with hers and said in a calming voice, "Resign!"

Sherry was struck dumb, amazed by his audacity to ask her to resign on the very first day of her work!

"No way!" She gritted her teeth stubbornly.

"What?" Jeremy asked although it was obvious that he had heard what she said, as his hand on her waist tightened painfully. She repeated, her voice shaking, "I said I won't resign. Go away. Don't touch me--"

She couldn't finish her words because he had pulled her close and devoured all the words from her mouth.

"Please, stop it." His hand on her waist started to run gently through her side, caressing her gently until Sherry's knees shook weakly. She panted as somehow, she found it hard to breathe.

"If you resign now, I'll let you go." His voice was deep and sexy, as he whispered into her ears.

"No way! I won't resign!" Sherry shouted back angrily. He was such a child!

"Are you sure?"

"Yes!" Sherry immediately replied.

But her braveness disappeared when he stepped closer, and her throat tightened in fear. She frowned and said, "You promised me that you wouldn't touch me if I didn't agree!"

She looked so cute when she was wronged, that Jeremy couldn't help but kiss her. He whispered to her darkly, "Don't use my indulgence as a bargaining chip for you. You are my wife. You belong to me!"

He put his finger on her lips, chest, and heart. "And these things, they are mine, and mine alone." Indeed, no one could take her away from him!