Chapter 38 Keep Badgering

Sherry was stunned. She didn't expect Jeremy to misunderstand her like this!

Sherry was uncomfortable in the first place. After what Jeremy said, she felt even more uneasy. Jeffery had a strong self-esteem, so while he was insulted by Jeremy, he didn't take it personally. But he could not stand by and let Jeremy slander Sherry, who looked like she was taking his insults to heart.

"Mr. Ou, you don't know what you're talking about. You're judgmental and offensive, and even worse, you're wrong." Jeffery's young face was full of anger. His fists were clenched, and he bit out his words through gritted teeth.

Jeremy stared back at him, his own face becoming colder and colder. "You have no right to touch my woman. You're saying I'm wrong? Just who do you think you are?

You're nobody! You're a poor boy with no money and power who makes a living by working as a waiter at a bar."

This time, Jeremy's words stung Jeffery because some part of him did believe that he was not good enough for Sherry. She was beautiful and wealthy, and Jeremy was handsome and rich—on the surface, they seemed to be the perfect match.

Jeffery flushed and he began to feel depressed.

Sherry couldn't stand to watch them argue. She hated the poisonous words coming out of Jeremy's mouth, and she knew that Jeffery stood no chance against a viper like her husband. She wouldn't let Jeffery face him alone.

She struggled to sit up, determined to give Jeremy a piece of her mind, but she was too weak. After a moment, she fell back down onto the bed.

"Sherry, please, just rest!" said Jeffery in a worried tone, moving towards her to help her back down. He had been about to answer Jeremy when he heard Sherry moving on the bed, and he immediately knew that she'd been trying to get up.

Jeremy watched Jeffery and his face darkened.

"Let her go!" he snapped, striding over. Jeffery was reaching down with both arms to support Sherry, and Jeremy shoved him away from the bed.

Jeremy was tall and well-built, and he effortlessly gripped Jeffery by the arms. He basically lifted the other man and threw him out of the way, like he weighed nothing.

"Jeffery!" Sherry exclaimed, outraged. She watched helplessly as Jeffery stumbled a few steps and hit a table by the wall.

She was so furious that she finally found the strength to sit up and swing her legs onto the floor. However, Jeremy grasped her upper arm and prevented her from getting up. "Stay put!"

Jeremy held her arm so tightly that it hurt.

"Are you crazy? Let go of me!" Sherry mustered up all her willpower and managed to raise a hand to slap Jeremy. But she was very weak, and her slap did not hurt Jeremy at all. He gave her a mocking smile and said, "You're the crazy one! How dare you bring this kind of dirty, pathetic man into our home?"

Sherry was getting used to his horrible insults, but Jeffery couldn't accept how Jeremy spoke to her. He was trembling with rage.

Jeffery was very young. He hadn't even graduated from college yet. He thought bitterly that even in college, where students were still thoughtless and immature, he had never heard anyone say the kind of terrible things that Jeremy had said to him and Sherry tonight.

"You!" Sherry sputtered incoherently. You dare to call Jeffery dirty and pathetic? Jeffery is my friend. How can you say such things about him?"

She bit her lips so hard that blood almost broke through the delicate skin of her lower lip.

Jeremy only thought it was a joke.

"A friend?" Jeremy said incredulously. "You think you can just go out and befriend dirty people like him? I forbid you to be friends with him!" Jeremy took he

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.

omen. I don't care. It has nothing to do with me."

She was feeling very tired and uncomfortable, but she refused to show him any sign of weakness.

She continued, making sure to speak slowly so that he heard every word, "So I have the same freedom. When I want to make friends with a man, it has nothing to do with you!"

Jeremy was speechless. Sherry was unrecognizable compared to the agreeable, meek woman she used to be. She had changed so much!

He had been the center of her whole world. But now, when she was happy or sad, it was no longer only because of him.

It felt like everything had been turned upside down. Now he was the one obsessively paying attention to her, and any little thing she did could have a severe effect on his mood.

She made him so enraged, and she had never used to affect him in that way.

Sherry kept speaking. "In fact, even if I sleep with another man, it's my business. You have no right to interfere. Take care of your own affairs before involving yourself in mine!" Talking had exhausted her. She still had a few things she wanted to throw in his face, but she didn't have the strength to say anything more.

Jeremy's mouth dropped open. To him, it sounded like she had admitted to everything he suspected.

He spoke with difficulty, his fists clenched. "So it's true? You've really slept with that waiter?"

His face was expressionless, but danger emanated from him. He was furious. He felt like he'd never been this angry before.

He had no concern for Sherry's weariness. When she didn't answer, he blurted out, "Are you in love with him? Or maybe it's not Jeffery. Is it Chester? Or someone else?"

The pain in Sherry's stomach was getting worse. She answered in a weak voice, "No. But for the last time, even if I was in love with someone, it has nothing to do with you!"

Her brash words triggered Jeremy, unleashing his terrible temper. Without thinking, he reached up and closed both hands around her neck. His grip tightened and his vision darkened as he imagined he lost Sherry forever, in love and married to another man.

She was already nauseous. When he strangled her, her eyes widened in disbelief, and she felt bile rising in her throat. She fought to break his hold on her neck. As soon as his grip loosened, she bent her head and vomited.

Jeremy was shocked. He released her completely, and she collapsed onto the floor. Her chest heaved as she retched again.