Chapter 69 She Is Deliberate (Part Two)

Jeremy cleared his throat. "Sherry, come here. Give me the injection."

Sherry thought Jeremy was teasing her. The nurse thought he was out of his mind.

"Do you think this is child's play or something anyone can just do?" the nurse fumed. "I won't let you do this!" she continued, holding the tray away.

"Leave us alone! I don't like it when another woman touches me!" The nurse ignored him and reached for his hand defiantly. Jeremy held back his hand, glowering at her.

The nurse was so frightened that she quickly withdrew her hand.

Chuckling with amusement, Sherry walked up to the nurse and smiled. "Looks like I'm going to have to do it. If I'm doing something wrong, just tell me."

Resigned, the nurse put her hands into her pockets. "This is really awkward," she commented. "Not to mention unprofessional. Don't blame me if he starts to bleed."

Sherry tried to remember how the nurse gave injections. She tied the tourniquet around his wrist and tried to find a blood vessel where she could put in the needle.

Her long hair fell onto her shoulders as she bent over to insert the needle. Jeremy watched her closely and for a moment was taken by her beauty. He suddenly felt a sharp pain on his hand, jerking a little.

He thought she was successful in her first injection. Just as he was about to praise her, he heard her apologizing profusely, "Oh no. I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry, I missed the vein."

The nurse leaned in to check. She then angrily pushed Sherry off and scolded her, "Move. You weren't even close to finding a blood vessel. This isn't anywhere near close to how it's supposed to be done!

His veins aren't even that thin!"

"I said let her handle it!" Jeremy bellowed.

Beads of blood already lined the back of his hand but he didn't care. He encouraged Sherry to try again.

The nurse didn't know if she was going to be

convince her.

She shook her head vigorously as she removed her shoes. "No! We're sleeping in separate beds. That's final!" She felt she owed him some explanation so she added, "I don't want to accidentally hit your wound."

She got into her bed and closed her eyes. Jeremy knew that it was useless to try to convince her so he just lay quietly and watched her sleep.

He could tell that she felt him watching her so she turned her back to him in embarrassment.

Watching Sherry lie in bed reminded Jeremy of her old self—soft and delicate. At this moment, she wasn't the usual cold woman she was to him.

He thought she was quite capricious, but he was at least glad that she wasn't avoiding him anymore.

He didn't fall asleep right away but he still felt relaxed with her by his side.

Soon Sherry was already fast asleep. Without thinking, he lifted his quilt, got out of his bed, and slowly walked towards her bed.

When Sherry woke up the following morning, she was met with brilliant rays of the sun streaming in through the window. Just as she was about shield her eyes, she felt something holding her hand.

She quickly opened her eyes and turned her head. What she saw shocked her.

How and when did Jeremy get into her bed?