Chapter 30 What Did You Do With Chester

The lounge was inside Chester's office.. Other than Chester and Beisy, no one else could possibly get in.

After coming out of the washroom, Sherry thought that she would see either Chester or Beisy. However, all she saw was an angry man, Jeremy.

"What are you doing here?" Sherry couldn't help but frown. Seeing the look on her face, Jeremy became even more upset. He was still holding the clothes in his hand, which had been prepared by Chester just now.

"Your clothes." He walked over, tried his best to hold back his anger and say that as calmly as he could.

"Just put them down on the sofa," she flatly replied, pointing at the sofa and turning around to walk into the washroom.

All of a sudden, she heard the sound of something falling on the ground behind her. When she looked back to check, she saw that Jeremy threw her clothes directly on the ground.

"You..." Her face turned red and seemed to be very displeased. Jeremy sneered, "What's the matter?"

Feeling quite furious, she walked over and bent down to pick her clothes up. "Well, thank you for bringing me clothes."

As soon as she was done saying that, she turned around and was about to walk toward the washroom. But her wrist was suddenly grabbed by a big hand. Jeremy had a tight grip on her wrist. Because of this, Sherry felt a sharp pain on her wrist and frowned. "Why haven't you gone out to attend the conference?"

'This man was so irresponsible that he dared come only to talk nonsense with me in the middle of the conference!'

"You interrupted the meeting, so it was adjourned right away. Tell me, what did you do with Chester last night?" He still had a tight grip on her wrist.

Feeling as though her hand was about to be crushed, she raised her head and looked him straight in the eyes. "You're hurting my wrist. How do you expect me to speak like this?"

Her cheeks were burning red, which showed that she was indeed in a lot of pain. Seeing this, Jeremy loosened his grip on her wrist. That being said, the moment he noticed that Sherry was about to step back, he quickly grabbed her wrist again although he had just released it.

The frightened expression on her face soothed Jeremy's foul mood. "Have you thought about what kind of explanation you're going to give me?"

"What explanation?" Sherry was clueless as to what he was referring to, but since she was still under his control, she was stuck in a difficult position.

"Why didn't you tell me that you had found a job? Why didn't you come home last night? What did you do with Chester?"

As his body got closer, Sherry's heart started racing. She stared at him and replied, "I just really wanted to find a job. Is there anything wrong with that?"

As far as she was concerned, there was no need to explain anything to him. He wanted to keep her in the palm of his hand, thinking that she was still the weak lamb he always pushed around!

"There are many other companies to choose from. Why did you have to choose his?" Taking a deep breath, Sherry let out a long sigh of relief. Then, she told him, "I saw that his company was recruiting, so I sent a resume. I didn't think too much about it."

"Is that so? Are you sure you didn't deliberately send a resume to his company, knowing that Chester is the CEO?" With his gaze fixated on her, Jeremy moved closer and closer.

Sherry stretched out her other hand to push his shoulder away and said, "Why would I lie to you? Is there any point in doing that?"

She was deeply hurt after falling in love once, but now she was calm and composed. All she really wanted was to find a stable and decent job to find her o

Drugged one night by her ex-boyfriend, a mysterious man took advantage of her in an ecstatic night filled with sex.

To take her revenge, she married the man, and used him.

"As long as I'm alive, I'm still his legal wife, while all of you are just his mistresses."

She remained adamant even when he was involved in scandals with other women.

Eventually she stormed off after she learned that he had betrayed her again.But life brought her back to him a few years later, to his astonishment.

arm and powerful arms were wrapped around her waist, and his chin rested on her shoulder. Taking in the pleasant scent of her body, he said, "Well, we have all the time in our hands. I can take it."

Sherry was left dumbfounded by his unusual behavior. So, she patted on the back of his hand and blurted out, "Let go of me!"

He might have lost his mind before, but right now, he was sober enough to know what he was doing. Wrapping his arm tight around her waist, he said, "No, I won't let you go. Why don't you give it a try and see if there's any other way? I'll let you go if it makes me happy."

Sherry sneered. Why was he acting like this? Did he want her to beg for his love like she used to do before?

No matter how hard she tried to push his hands away, he just wouldn't budge, so she had to dig her nails deep into his skin.

"If you don't go out now, I'm afraid that Chester might get suspicious when he comes back," she said, keeping her voice low.

The lower her voice was, the more charming she looked in his eyes. As a smile crept onto his face, he simply replied, "So what?"

"Stop talking to me in such a strange way. It may start making me feel that you've fallen in love with me. To prevent that incident a year ago from happening again, would you please take back your pity on me?" Sherry demanded.

She started putting more strength into it. Feeling a sharp pain, Jeremy loosened his grip on her wrist. With that, Sherry managed to break free from him.

She reminded him not to forget that a year ago, she had to do something so extreme just so she wouldn't have to divorce him.

That time, he really gave up the idea of getting a divorce, but now, she suddenly brought it up again, which was totally different from how it was a year ago. This time, she quickly made up her mind.

"Then you don't have to avoid me." Looking so down in the dumps, Jeremy walked up to her and wanted to wrap his arms around her again.

However, Sherry rushed to the door and opened it. "I want to get changed. Please go out right away!"

As his face turned dark, Jeremy approached her and looked straight into her eyes.

"Mr. Ou, please get out!" She bit her lips and carefully said.

Hearing the way she addressed him made him feel even more depressed and irritated. "Sherry, I won't let you go!"

He would never agree to divorce her no matter how many years passed, be it twenty or thirty years!