Chapter 73 Do You Miss Me

Sherry was shocked. She raised her hands to prop them against his chest, and the documents slipped from her grasp. She tried to bend to pick them up, but she couldn't—Jeremy stood in front of her, blocking the way.

"Jeremy! What are you doing? What's wrong with you?" Sherry asked, her delicate brows knitting together in a frown.

Jeremy gazed down at her. Without a word, he dipped his head to kiss her on the lips, tasting the sweetness of her mouth. He kissed her as though it had been forever since the last time. Her lips were soft against his. He kissed her for a long time.

Finally Sherry broke away. She glared at him coldly. She was definitely not in the mood for kissing right now.

"Are you satisfied? There's a camera here!" she snapped in a loud voice. There was a blush staining her cheeks, and she was breathing hard.

"Go ahead, speak as loud as you want," he said with a grin. Jeremy's broad back blocked the camera from getting a good view of what they were doing, but it was clear that he was standing very close to Sherry.

Sherry was still trembling from his kiss. She forced herself to be calm.

"I have work to do. You should leave now," she said firmly. She pushed him backwards, creating some space between them. She bent down to the floor to pick up the documents scattered on the ground.

She had just straightened up when Jeremy approached her again, reaching out to cup her face between his hands. He gave her a seductive look. "I've been abroad for a long time. Didn't you miss me?"

Sherry paused, caught off guard. Then she said coolly, "I was too busy to think of you."

Jeremy scowled. This damn woman, he thought.

He lowered his head and nipped her on the neck.

"Ouch!" Sherry exclaimed. She slammed her hands into his shoulder, trying to push him away again. Her nails dug into his collar.

She was embarrassed and angry. "You bit me! Let me go! Stop!"

He pressed his lips against hers, kissing her hungrily. This was a fitting punishment for her stubbornness.

Sherry felt lightheaded. She caught a glimpse of them in the mirrors in the elevator, and saw that their bodies were entangled with each other. Her own face was as red as an apple.

"Stop! There's a camera!" she kept saying, repeating it over and over again. She spoke against Jeremy's mouth, hoping he would stop harassing her. The elevator could open at any time. If anyone saw them like this, she could very well lose her job.

"It doesn't matter. You're my wife. So what if we're seen?" he murmured, bending down to kiss her neck and shoulder.

"I care," she said angrily. "I work here. I need to be professional. Let me go!"

Sherry thought desperately that it was completely improper to be kissing and fondling someone in an office elevator.

She wondered what she could say to get him to let go of her.

"Did you miss me?" Jeremy asked again.

"I said, I was too busy," Sherry replied through gritted teeth.

But Jeremy kept on kissing her, torturing her with his caresses. Sherry rolled her eyes. Finally she gave in and said irritably, "All right, I missed you. I missed you very much!"

Although her tone was sarcastic, and he had forced her to give that answer, Jeremy thought there was a ring of truth to her words. It made him pleased. Because the truth was, he had missed her so much while he was abroad.

It would be depressing if Sherry hadn't missed him in the same way.

He kissed her once more, his tongue pushing into her mouth, as though he couldn't get enough of her.

As soon as the elevator began slowing down, Sherry mustered all her strength and shoved him away as hard as she could. The moment the elevator doors opened, she rushed out.

Jeremy was left in the elevator. He touched his lips, as though remembering the feel of Sherry's kiss, and watched her rapidly departing figure.

Sherry paused to catch her breath. She stood in the corridor without moving, deciding to let a little time pass before she went to the Chester's office.

Her hair was in disarray, her face was flushed, a

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.

e bitter?" Jeremy repeated.

Embarrassed, Barry nodded. Jeremy dragged the plate towards him and tasted it. He swallowed without changing expression, but followed it with a lot of water.

Jeremy sighed. He had to admit that even he found his own dishes extremely unpalatable.

Barry went to the bathroom many more times to spit out mouthfuls of bad food. He vowed he would have a good, hearty dinner as soon as Jeremy allowed him to go home.

Sherry had no idea that any of this was happening. Although Jeremy put in a lot of time and effort to learn how to cook, he was also careful to hide his efforts from her. Moreover, she was distracted by her own concerns in the workplace.

One afternoon, Sherry worked at her desk while Linda entered the room. She sat down across the table from Sherry. Linda noticed her friend's phone vibrating repeatedly. "Wow, who keeps calling you? I hope he's as handsome as he is persistent," she joked.

Sherry's face was stiff and she forced a smile. "It's no one, just some acquaintance I don't want to be bothered with."

"It must be a man!" Linda guessed. "He's really determined to reach you!" She leaned forward and gave Sherry a teasing smile.

Sherry grabbed the phone and looked at the screen, making sure Linda couldn't see whom she was texting.

'Damn it!' she thought to herself with irritation. 'Steve is such an arrogant, annoying bastard!' She quickly went through the recent messages—Steve kept sending her photos of what he was doing every moment. She deleted the recent pictures of him eating and working in his office.

He'd even sent her a picture of him just before he took a nap.

Sherry wanted nothing more than to block Steve. She felt a shiver of disgust and anger every time her phone vibrated. But if she blocked him, he would definitely go after Linda.

"Do you have some secret, handsome suitor?" Linda asked, grinning at her friend. "Congratulations! You've finally gotten rid of Jeremy."

Sherry swallowed hard and gave Linda a fake smile. She felt upset that she had to hide this from her best friend.

Her anger at Steve increased. He had no right to come between Sherry and Linda. Sherry missed being able to confide everything in her friend.

"It's not a suitor," she lied. "Just someone unimportant. I'll follow up later." Sherry was being deliberately vague, and Linda pouted.

"You don't have to feel embarrassed," she said.

She took out her own phone to check for messages, but none had arrived.

Linda sighed. What a stark contrast. Someone was blowing up Sherry's phone with nonstop messages, while Linda hadn't gotten a single text.

'Does Steve even remember me?' she thought. 'Why isn't he texting me?'