Chapter 78 He Has Stomach Ache

Sherry spent the rest of the night in unease.

Meanwhile, Linda had never been more thrilled.

Their party didn't end until midnight. Sherry could barely breathe as Jeremy was pressing himself against her so much so that she had to step out for some fresh air.

Steve was so drunk that Linda volunteered to help him.

"I'll take him back," Linda told Sherry.

Sherry frowned. Steve drank like this. How could a woman like Linda take him back?

"I'll come with you," Sherry offered.

Just as she was about to walk over to help Steve, Jeremy blocked Sherry. "Barry's here. He can help take Steve home."

The door of the opposite room opened and Barry appeared. He glanced at Sherry and flashed her a smile.

When was Jeremy able to call Barry to come?

"Just send Mr. Song to the nearest hotel," Jeremy ordered casually, pulling Sherry's arm, and walking out of the KTV.

Sherry looked at Linda and said, "Come with us!"

Jeremy frowned. Linda didn't want to come with them either. Averting her gaze, she shook her head. "No, I can go home by myself."

"It's so late. It's too dangerous for you to go home alone." Sherry looked at her worriedly.

"I'm an adult. Don't worry. I have pepper spray in my bag! I'll be fine. I'll go ahead now!" With that, Linda followed behind Barry and Steve.

Carrying Steve on his back, Barry took him to his car and drove him to the nearest hotel. Linda then called a taxi to follow them.

It was dark in the room with little moonlight coming in from the open window. Steve lay on the bed, with his chest heaving.

After drinking too much wine, he felt very hot all over. His stomach was turning and he couldn't even get up. Feeling dizzy, he kicked the quilt off the bed.

Suddenly, he felt warm again. Someone had put the quilt back on him. Who was it?

In his discomfort, he haphazardly undid some of the buttons of his shirt. He left it unbuttoned like that for a while when suddenly, someone reached out to help undo the rest of the buttons of his shirt.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Linda gently unbuttoned his shirt for him. In the dark, his broad chest was exposed as the smell of wine reeked from him.

She needed to take care of him since he was so wasted. It was irresponsible for Barry to just leave him like this.

Lost in her thoughts, Linda suddenly felt someone grip her wrist forcefully. Next thing she knew, she was already lying on the bed.

Steve pressed his heavy body against hers. She felt as if her head was bursting. She nervously looked at him as he inched closer to her. Gritting her teeth, she shut her eyes closed.

Sherry waited until everyone had left before following Jeremy out of the KTV.

"Is it okay to Steve alone in the hotel?" Sherry asked with concern.

"You care more about him than you do yourself," Jeremy said without looking back.

Sherry followed him and rolled her eyes. She still hadn't asked him about him kissing her earlier.

Under the street lamp,

ounding.

She gave herself to Steve but she didn't want Steve to think that she deliberately seduced him by climbing into his bed.

Despite being open-minded, she was still reserved in a sense.

She had to wait for him to confess to her. Only then would she be able to tell him what happened last night.

Meanwhile, Sherry had gone to Chester's office. Even though Beisy hadn't called for her, she went up by herself. When Beisy saw her, she was a little surprised. "Manager Sherry?"

"I'm here to hand over some documents." Sherry waved the documents she had in her hand.

Beisy notified Chester before letting Sherry in. "You can go in now."

When Sherry entered, she was surprised by what she saw—Chester seemed to be gasping for air.

"Mr. Gu!" Sherry walked over and found that he was leaning over and clutching his stomach, looking very uncomfortable. He said, "What documents did you bring? Just find someone to bring it up."

Sherry put down the documents in a hurry and walked around the desk so she could help him. "What happened? Do you have a stomach ache?"

"Nothing, nothing. It's no big deal." His lips were a little pale and beads of sweat had formed on his forehead. Still, he pretended as if nothing was wrong by sitting up straight.

Sherry was still worried. "Are you really okay? Is there any medicine you can take?"

"It's okay. It doesn't hurt anymore." He took the documents from her and opened them with much difficulty.

"This is not good. I'll ask Beisy to come in!" With that, Sherry turned but before she could take a step forward, he had already grabbed her hand and protested, "No, I'm fine. I've already taken some medicine."

Sherry pursed her lips, not saying anything.

When she left his office, she still told Beisy about it.

Beisy's face darkened as she stood up nervously. "Mr. Gu has a stomach ache. His doctor told him not to drink. I told him to not forget about taking his medicine last night. He must have forgotten!"