Chapter 270 Their Intimacy After Getting Drunk

Sherry rushed to the house and didn't find anyone in the living room. Then where did he go?

She looked around and found that someone was shaking in her room. She was surprised and wondered if he went into her room? The sneakers at the door told her that it was indeed Jeremy's.

Standing at the door, Sherry looked at him who was drunk and felt annoyed.

The driver returned to the house and he didn't feel relieved until he saw that the door of Sherry's house had been closed and that Jeremy had entered her house.

He called Barry and told him that Jeremy didn't bring the key but he went to the lady's house next door.

Standing at the door, Sherry helplessly looked at the back of Jeremy, who was lying on the bed and bending down. She strode to him and looked at him, "Hey, get out of the room right now!"

Jeremy didn't say anything. Sherry kicked his leg and said, "Do you hear that? Don't play dead. It's not a shelter here. Get out right now! "

However, Jeremy didn't respond at all. In a rage, Sherry picked up the pillow on the bed and slapped on his belly, urging, "Get up now!"

As soon as he was patted on the face, he had a stomach full of wine. Trembling, he tilted his head and began to vomit violently.

"Hey!" Sherry trembled with anger. At this moment, she really wanted to kill Jeremy.

He vomited a lot, regardless of the occasion and place.

"You go to the bathroom, you..." Sherry couldn't find any words to describe her mood. How she wished that he could wake up and clean the floor right away.

"Ahem!" Jeremy coughed for a long time and began to cough again.

His body was sore and feeble, and his face was very bad. Earlier, Sherry was full of anger, but when she saw his weak and unsuspecting appearance, she was unable to be angry again.

Why did he drink like this? What's bothering him?

The past two years flashed through her mind. She froze when she heard his cough. She shouldn't have cared about it.

Sherry restrained her strange feelings. After clearing the floor, it seemed that Jeremy was going to vomit again.

"Go to the bathroom!" Sherry lifted him up and warned him.

On the other side, Jeremy only burped and didn't spit it out. But he was really dependent on Sherry. He put one of his hands on her shoulder and got closer to her.

Sherry pushed him away. As a result, Jeremy fell heavily on the bed, and his head accidentally hit against the bedside. "Ouch! It hurts! "

Jeremy winced in pain and stretched out his hand to rub the back side of his head. Sherry's heart clenched a little, but she still didn't care about him.

"I'll get you some water." Sherry said flatly.

She went to the kitchen, poured him a glass of water and gave it to him. "Drink it," she said coldly

He just felt uncomfortable after vomiting and he was in urgent need of water. He raised his eyes and took the water.

However, he had no strength to hold the quilt. As soon as he took it, it loosened. Fortunately, Sherry did not let it go. Otherwise, he would have broken the glass after w

as for him to do that!

"Get up! Now that you are awake, you can sleep on the sofa! " Sherry patted on his arm, but the latter didn't move at all, as if he were holding two iron sticks.

Being surrounded by him like this, Sherry felt very insecure.

"Oh my God!" A young voice came from the door. Sherry was stunned and turned around.

Kami and Lucas had arrived at the door already. The two kids were standing side by side at the door and looked at them in unison. Both of them were surprised. They stared at Jeremy and Sherry with wide eyes.

Standing very close to each other, Sherry was pinned down on the bed by Jeremy, who tightly held her body. He didn't allow her to run away or move.

On the other side, Jeremy's eyes were still dull and intoxicating. He could only see the woman on the bed, not caring about anything else.

"Kami, Lucas." Sherry called out, feeling very embarrassed.

Kami and Lucas looked at each other and covered their eyes immediately. They shouted at the same time, "We saw nothing! We saw nothing!"

Sherry looked at Jeremy, who was still looking at her, but his brows were twisted. His usually sharp eyes were full of tenderness. His thin lips were lightly closed, and his dark deep eyes were glowing with a charming color.

"Aren't you getting up yet? Are you going to lose your face in front of the kids?" Sherry said in a low voice.

She regretted as soon as she said that. Why did it sound so coquettish?

"Mommy, please go ahead. We saw nothing. We didn't hear anything!" Kami said lightly.

Hearing this, Sherry was speechless. She was about to spit blood. When she turned her head and looked at Kami, she found that his little fingers moved away a gap. Apparently, he was peeping at her.

Sherry pushed Jeremy and explained, "no, it's not like that. uncle Jeremy..."

"I know!" Lucas said as he dropped his hand.

Sherry was stunned for a moment. Did he know something?

At the same time, Jeremy turned to look at Lucas and asked with a smile, "What did you see?"