Man, what's wrong with you?

Jeffery heard the doorbell ring, his heart grew heavy because of the lesson he had received before.

Sherry heard the doorbell and immediately stood up to get the door.

Once she had opened the door, she was shocked.

Jeremy was standing outside in his black suit and white shirt; he was very tall in stature. He managed to instantly block the door.

His was wearing his usual serious face, stern and cold. She couldn't help but be captivated by his appearance. Even though she had decided to leave him, she was still having feelings for him.

"Why won't you just go home?" Jeremy walked in after he had said this. He caught sight of Jeffery eating in the living room.

He stopped eating and put down the chopsticks in his hands. He stood up and stared at Jeremy.

The two men stood there, one a simple student, and the other the president of a company.

"Care to explain why he’s here?" Jeremy stared at Sherry as if waiting for an explanation.

"I ran into him on my way back from the grocery store. He offered to carry my bags and I obliged. To thank him, I offered him to stay for dinner," Sherry explained.

"Is that so?" Jeremy saw that her clothes were dirty and decided that she might not have been lying. He then glanced back at Jeffery.

He looked at Jeffery from head-to-toe. He knew he had come from a poor family.

He then caught sight of the slippers he wore. Those were the slippers that Sherry bought for him!

She bought him those slippers after they got married. She had bought several couple’s themed items, such as couple’s pajamas, tea cups, and the slippers.

She nodded and asked, "Have you eaten yet?"

She saw how bothered Jeremy was and followed the direction of his eyes.

She saw that he was eyeing the slippers Jeffery had on, and then she noticed that he was wearing leather shoes. "Oh! You should remove your shoes before heading inside," she then grabbed a pair of men’s slippers from the bottom cabinet. They were brand new men’s slippers. "You can use these."

Although Jeremy was angry that she let Jeffery wear the slippers but he decided to dismiss it since now was not the time to act out.

After he had put on his slippers, he held Sherry’s shoulder and moved her to the dining table.

"Hello, Mr. Ou." He and Jeffery stared at each other for a long time. It was enough of a response to the other.

Jeremy then seated himself near Sherry. "Honey can you get me a bowl of rice?"

for him. When she left

said,

pair of chopsticks. She passed them

noticed the change in the tone of his voice;

nodded and

the two could possibly have the same encounter again soon. "How’s your

face grew dim

he brought up that question. "You should just eat, don’t talk so

Jeremy in. She knew he

continued, "Since he is your

for your concern. I have been doing good in my job,"

be ashamed of his work. A man like Jeremy who was born with a silver spoon in his mouth

getting cold." Sherry interrupted Jeremy

get guests often, so please, eat

to him and ate beside Jeremy. They were indeed

was the sound of chewing meals, and Jeremy telling Sherry to eat

to flaunt by being too nice and she was amused by it. She just wished that he could find another way to show

Sherry. I have work to do so I

it a bit too late to be heading to work?" Jeremy interrupted again saying, "Oh right, your job is in

heard Jeremy's remark. He clenched

can you

Why don't you stay a little longer. Could it be Sherry's fault why you 're leaving in such a

unhappy Sherry was and

meal? My wife is a very

good cook." Jeffery

each of their glasses and then collected the bowls and headed to the kitchen to

Jeffery with sneering eyes, which made Jeffery restless. Before

for his phone in his bag. It was a text message from

the phone in his back pocket, and then got up and made

relief

traces of food on the bowls, her hands covered in soap bubbles. She kept her long black hair tied loosely and wore an apron that was

busy with the dishes, she didn't notice the man creeping up on her. She felt

Jeffery?" she asked. She

was standing, she couldn't

nervous?" He spoke in a

she stammered. "Can you please let me go!" She tried to push him away, but her hands were slippery from the soap, making it