Chapter 41 Dress Disaster (Part One)

"Jeremy! Stop!" Sherry tried to push him away. In the narrow space of the car, she didn't have much space to move. And it seemed that he was not going to stop and became ruder and ruder.

Fear started creeping into Sherry. The only thing she decided to do was remain as still as possible. She pursed her lips shut, daring not to speak.

Jeremy wasn't sure how to react to this and stopped. She leaned on his shoulder and slowly breathed as if relieved. Her long hair covered her face and hid her expression.

"If you don't resist from now on, this won't happen again," he whispered in her ear as he caressed her hair.

Hearing this Sherry felt disrespected and ashamed. With a sniff she broke free of his arms and struggled back to her seat.

She was in a sorry state with her hair a mess and her clothes half removed. Sherry ignored him. It was difficult to tell whether she was feeling angry or violated now.

He watched her putting on her clothes hastily and looking out of the window, ignoring him.

He reached his hand out to stroke her hair. His hand hesitated and froze as he touched the ends of it. Jeremy felt that Sherry was trying to hide.

The car started moving again.

After a while, the car stopped at their home and Sherry instantly reached for the door handle. After she got out she slammed the door, she headed for the elevator.

Jeremy helplessly chased after her. The elevator door closed right before he could enter. He could only see Sherry glaring at him

While waiting or the next elevator he could only think of how upset Sherry was. He was conflicted and was wondering if he wronged her. After all, she was no longer the person she us

ry and Chester. Chester put his arm around her shoulder which made Sherry slightly embarrassed. She looked out the corner of her eyes to see if anyone noticed them.

"Get in the car." He held her shoulders and strode her to the car.

Another car slowly pulled up across from Chester's car. In the car, Jessie was still looking in the mirror, when Jeremy parked.

"Honey, which one of these two lipsticks looks better?" Jessie took out two lipsticks from her bag and waved them eagerly in front of his eyes.

Jeremy ignored her and gazed firmly ahead.

Chester put his arm around Sherry's shoulder, opened the door and took her into the car. Sherry was wearing a man's coat, so it was undoubtedly Chester's.

Sitting on the driver's seat, Chester lowered his head to look at Sherry. It was difficult to make out exactly what they were doing.

Jeremy's face immediately darkened.

"Jeremy?" Jessie called his name. Seeing his enraged expression, she withdrew her hand in embarrassment. She didn't know what was wrong with him recently and why he was so angry all the time, so she didn't dare to provoke him.