"Open the door!" His voice was a bit loud, and Sherry listened to it with no expression.
She looked outside the balcony. It was raining outside. She didn't know since when.
It was very dark outside. There was neither a star nor a moon in the sky. Only fierce storms fell from the sky.
It rained heavily. The wind blew in from the outside of the balcony, drenched the clothes that were hanging on the balcony, and also the books on the rattan chairs on the balcony.
"Sherry, I know you are inside. Open the door!" He was still outside, shouting so loudly.
Hearing this, Sherry suddenly clenched her hands on both sides of her body, and the wound that she had just stopped cracked again. It hurt so much that she took a deep breath and hurriedly released her hands.
"Why don't you open the door? We haven't divorced yet. We are still legally married! "
Impatiently, Sherry closed her eyes and covered her ears with her hands. She didn't want to listen to anything he said.
But his voice was so penetrating that it could penetrate into her ears everywhere. Every nerve of her was irritated and she could hear every word.
"I want to see you..." He finally had to say in a soft voice.
Sherry didn't open the door for him. She just leaned against the door and looked at her fingers.
Noticing that the door was trembling, he gave a loud knock and demanded, "Open the door!"
After a while, Sherry heard someone swore outside. She was surprised and realized that it was already late at night.
She opened the door and saw that Jeremy was wet all over.
Jeremy stood propped against the door with one h
that she struggled to sit up. At this moment, Jeremy suddenly leaned down, grabbed her hands and pressed her on the top of her head.
"Jeremy, are you crazy? I let you in just to take pity on you in the rain! " Teresa glared at the drunk Jeremy.
She couldn't help trembling. There was panic, regret and hatred in her eyes.
Touching her face with his finger, he asked in disbelief, "Why are you so scared? Don't be afraid. "
After saying that, he lowered his head and put his face on her cheek, coaxing her in a low voice, "I don't want to hurt you, as long as you listen to me."
His body was so heavy that she couldn't breathe. His wet clothes stuck to her clothes, and her body was also wet.
"I..." Before she could finish her words, a kiss from Jeremy was put on her lips.
So, she was forced to kiss on his lips.
A stream of her breath was passed into his mouth, sweet as honey.
It seemed to be a long time ago, the familiar taste made him a little stunned. His dry lips suddenly became wet, and the thin lips of the fluffy seemed to be the spring of flow.