Chapter 82 Take Good Care Of Her (Part One)

With his face darkened, Jeremy repeated, "Drink for Chester?"

Rolling her eyes, Linda took a sip of water and nodded.

Jeremy quietly stared at the stirring Sherry, knowing that she wasn't sleeping well. He bent down and carried her in his arms. "You need to tell Chester that Sherry's taking a leave today. I need to take her home."

"Well... Why don't you tell Chester yourself?" Linda shouted, standing behind him.

Without looking back, Jeremy slammed the door and walked out of the lounge.

He had a sour look on his face as he headed back to his car with Sherry in his arms.

As he put Sherry inside the car, he said, "You better come up with a good explanation for this. Why did you drink for Chester?" As he spoke, his tone was cold. He bent over and helped her fasten her seat belt.

At that moment, Sherry happened to burp and out came a strong stench of wine.

He walked to the driver's seat, at a loss for words.

Jeremy slammed his foot on the gas pedal, speeding up. The wind was blowing outside which suddenly brought Sherry to her senses.

"Jeremy? What are you doing here?" She looked at him in confusion.

Jeremy snorted. He didn't even glance at her. Frowning, she said, "Didn't I tell you not to come to my office? What are you doing here?"

Jeremy went back on his word once more. He had already said last time that he wouldn't touch her without her permission but here he was doing it again.

'Wait. What am I thinking this?' she wondered.

"I'm talking to you. Why aren't you answering me?" Sherry stretched out her hand and tapped him on the arm.

Startled, Jeremy turned the steering wheel and almost hit the car next to his.

"I just wanted to see you," he finally answered.

"No! I don't want to see you!" she protes

at he was enjoying this.

At that moment, Jeremy hadn't realized that from then on, he wouldn't be able to refuse to any of Sherry's requests anymore.

"Are you full? You should go wash up," Jeremy said.

Sherry stretched out her hands. He walked over to her and helped her up.

She immediately wrapped her arms around his neck and nestled comfortably in his arms.

He was a little surprised as they walked into the bathroom.

At this moment, Sherry seemed like the girl she used to be.

The cute and capricious Sherry was back.

After taking her to the bathroom, he tried to put her down but she refused to get down and kept holding on to him.

He decided to turn the faucet on first.

He would help Sherry get back what she lost little by little.

"I'm going to take a bath. You can go out now!" Sherry looked back at Jeremy, her hand still gripping his collar, unwilling to let go.

"You really don't need my help?" Jeremy asked.

The look on her face was unreadable. Jeremy said, "If you fall asleep in here, you'll catch a cold."

Hearing what he said, Sherry was immediately enlivened. She said, "Well, you can help me wash up but you can't touch me!"