Man, what's wrong with you?

Sherry was stunned. She didn't expect Jeremy to misunderstand her like this!

Sherry was uncomfortable in the first place. After what Jeremy said, she felt even more uneasy. Jeffery had a strong self-esteem, so while he was insulted by Jeremy, he didn't take it personally. But he could not stand by and let Jeremy slander Sherry, who looked like she was taking his insults to heart.

"Mr. Ou, you don't know what you're talking about. You're judgmental and offensive, and even worse, you're wrong." Jeffery's young face was full of anger. His fists were clenched, and he bit out his words through gritted teeth.

Jeremy stared back at him, his own face becoming colder and colder. "You have no right to touch my woman. You're saying I'm wrong? Just who do you think you are?

You're nobody! You're a poor boy with no money and power who makes a living by working as a waiter at a bar."

This time, Jeremy's words stung Jeffery because some part of him did believe that he was not good enough for Sherry. She was beautiful and wealthy, and Jeremy was handsome and rich—on the surface, they seemed to be the perfect match.

Jeffery flushed and he began to feel depressed.

Sherry couldn't stand to watch them argue. She hated the poisonous words coming out of Jeremy's mouth, and she knew that Jeffery stood no chance against a viper like her husband. She wouldn't let Jeffery face him alone.

She struggled to sit up, determined to give Jeremy a piece of her mind, but she was too weak. After a moment, she fell back down onto the bed.

"Sherry, please, just rest!" said Jeffery in a worried tone, moving towards her to help her back down. He had been about to answer Jeremy when he heard Sherry moving on the bed, and he immediately knew that she'd been trying to get up.

Jeremy watched Jeffery and his face darkened.

"Let her go!" he snapped, striding over. Jeffery was reaching down with both arms to support Sherry, and Jeremy shoved him away from the bed.

Jeremy was tall and well-built, and he effortlessly gripped Jeffery by the arms. He basically lifted the other man and threw him out of the way, like he weighed nothing.

"Jeffery!" Sherry exclaimed, outraged. She watched helplessly as Jeffery stumbled a few steps and hit a table by the wall.

She was so furious that she finally found the strength to sit up and swing her legs onto the floor. However, Jeremy grasped her upper arm and prevented her from getting up. "Stay put!"

Jeremy held her arm so tightly that it hurt.

"Are you crazy? Let go of me!" Sherry mustered up all her willpower and managed to raise a hand to slap Jeremy. But she was very weak, and her slap did not hurt Jeremy at all. He gave her a mocking smile and said, "You're the crazy one! How dare you bring this kind of dirty, pathetic man into our home?"

Sherry was getting used to his horrible insults, but Jeffery couldn't accept how Jeremy spoke to her. He was trembling with rage.

Jeffery was very young. He hadn't even graduated from college yet. He thought bitterly that even in college, where students were still thoughtless and immature, he had never heard anyone say the kind of terrible things that Jeremy had said to him and Sherry tonight.

Sherry sputtered incoherently. You dare to call Jeffery dirty and pathetic? Jeffery is my friend. How can

blood almost broke through the delicate skin of

it

out and befriend dirty people like him? I forbid you

soon as he let her go, she would go to Jeffery, and

for Jeremy, who had always been selfish and overbearing. He was used to being able to

between them, and asked him over and over again not to interfere in her affairs. But with typical stubbornness, he ignored her and continued to meddle in her personal life, acting as though he had the right to dictate

of Jeremy, too tired to keep trying to escape his grasp. She said, "I have the

Sherry, because he saw that his presence had caused conflict for her. But he was still angry at Jeremy. He took a deep breath and decided to give them some

heard his footsteps as he walked

sound of

them, she found Jeremy's face very close to her, as

furious that it seemed his eyes

Jeffery away. Are you satisfied? Now will you let go of me?" Sherry was exhausted and not interested in talking to him any further.

let you go. Sherry, I don't like how you've changed. Are you making me leave because you want him to come back?" he

tightened his grip on her waist, and she felt his heavy weight as he pressed closer to

like the pot calling the kettle black?" Sherry inquired. There was a cold smile on her face which he found uglier

shouted. "What do you mean

understand that he was so angry because he hated the thought

want something to be absolutely clear. If you dare to bring that bar waiter here again, I will

Sherry sputtered, so angry that she didn't know what to say. Her whole body was trembling with fury.

was not thinking clearly. Her words were full of anger but she was also confused about how she should be

Do you feel hurt when I

his attacks while trying not to say anything

don't? Then what were you doing just now? Weren't you acting like a couple facing a common enemy? I broke up an affectionate meeting,

how much he cared about her? He cared

close to her, he hadn't been able to control

clearly speaking impulsively because of his anger, and his accusations

you stop judging others by your own filthy standards? You think all

think he was a good person. It was

a poor student like him is doing with you?" From the first moment Jeremy had seen Jeffery at the bar with Sherry, he'd

convinced that

her money? To Jeremy, it was so obvious that he couldn't