Chapter 39 Don't Be Moved (Part One)

Jeremy frowned. He squatted down and wrapped his arms around Sherry's shoulder, pressing her tightly against his chest. He smoothed away her disheveled hair and asked, "What's wrong?"

The sadness in her eyes softened his heart. He grabbed a tissue to wipe her mouth, and asked in a gentle voice, "Are you sick?"

She would yell at him while feeling nauseous. He couldn't help but sigh. Couldn't she just bow down to him?

"No, it's nothing." Sherry pushed him away, refusing to let him get any closer to her.

She was a bit aggrieved and felt sicker.

Jeremy was upset that Sherry never opened up to him. She would rather just take Jeffery home than tell him the truth. Did she really see him as her husband?

Until this day, she continued to avoid his questions and refused his kindness.

Jeremy's eyes fell on the medicine bottle on the bedside table. He reached for it and read the label. It was not until then that he realized that she was really sick.

His hold on her tightened as he turned her around aggressively even though he knew that she was very resistant towards him. He forcefully rested her face on his chest and asked, "You have an upset stomach? Did you eat something bad?"

Sherry kept her eyes shut and her face had now turned slightly pale. She didn't have the strength to answer his questions, and she had to intention to either.

"Sherry, talk to me!" Jeremy leaned his body towards her. The familiar smell of his cologne crept into her nose, making her feel at ease.

"Please tell me what happened! Shall I take you to the hospital? How can you just sit here after taking this medicine which does so little for your health?" At this point, Jeremy didn’t even bother to disguise his concern f

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.

tless in this manner,' she thought.

Sherry didn't say it out loud, but insisted that he leave. "I don't like anyone staring at me while I sleep. You should go!"

Very few women refused him the way she did. But Jeremy was not about to quarrel with her, not while she was sick and weak. He forced a smile and said, "Sleep. I'll go. Call me if you need anything."

With a casual "Hm", Sherry closed her eyes.

He stood up from the bed. After cleaning the floor, he walked out of the room and closed the door gently.

Jeremy looked at the clock on the wall. It was past seven o'clock. He hadn't eaten anything yet, and Sherry had just vomited so much.

'She might wake up feeling hungry,' he thought.

After considering some options, he walked to the fridge in the kitchen. There was some food left in it. The corners of his mouth lifted slightly.

If he cooked for her, she would be so moved by his affection.

He rolled up his sleeves and decided to cook porridge for her. Jeremy had never cooked anything before. He had noticed that Sherry always wore an apron while she cooked. He wondered if he should wear it, but then decided against it.