Man, what's wrong with you?

As Jeremy approached her, she could hear the sound of his breath getting louder. Sherry felt like her chest tighten into a knot
and her heart began to beat rapidly.
'What is he going to do?' He had given her a forewarning earlier in the morning and Sherry began to suspect if he had come to
humiliate her.
Without thinking about it any further, she swiftly turned around and walked towards the other direction.
Jeremy squinted his eyes underneath his dark sunglasses. Without a warning he strode in front of her and blocked her way with
his tall body as the passersby all gazed in wonderment.
"Mr. Ou, what are you doing here?" Sherry said in a cold tone, pretending to be oblivious that she knew he was following her.
Sherry had been wanting to distance herself so desperately, but the more she tried, the more persistent Jeremy tried to get
closer to her in front of everyone.
"I'm here to pick you up," he said casually, as he placed his right hand on her shoulder.
Public displays of intimacy never bothered Jeremy at all. In actuality, he found pleasure in seeing the unprepared reactions of the
audience around them.
"What? We're at the lobby of the company. Don't you want to act a bit more professional and stay away from me?" Sherry said in
puzzlement as she couldn't understand his intentions.
It wasn't that she was too stupid to comprehend. However, she had already grown accustomed to his coldness and distance in
the last three years. She would suffocate to death if they tried to get along all of a sudden.
"Stop being a tease. In fact, you should be kissing me by now." The cool-headed expression on Jeremy's face was getting on her
nerves. He wrapped his arms around her shoulders and brought her to his car.
"You're not allowed to park here. Didn't you get a ticket?" Sherry said in self-satisfaction as she sat on the passenger seat.
"Is that so?" As a matter of fact, he had already gotten a ticket when he parked his car earlier but didn't want her to know.
However, he didn't care about the money. The only thing he truly cared about and the true intention for his visit was to make sure
that everyone knew that she was his possession. He couldn't stand the thought of anyone thinking that Sherry was Chester's
woman.

The women in the office would often gather around and gossip about who's slept with who or who'd just been dumped. They
found pleasure in these little things throughout their busy days.
Sherry yielded as she sat in the car, having no idea what was going on in Jeremy's head. It wasn't until she noticed that he
wasn't driving in the right direction that she frowned and jolted. "This isn't the way to my apartment... There is no way I'm going
back to the villa!"
It became apparent that he was trying to take her back to the villa. The thought of going back to that spacious, lonely house only
made her feel more miserable.
"Why not? Your apartment is too small for you to be living in, most especially your bedroom," he said as he continued to drive in
the same direction.
'There's such a big bed there, so it will surely be inconvenient for you to move around!' he thought.
Sherry was starting to get red in the face and shouted angrily, "Bring me back to my apartment now! Otherwise I'm going to jump
out of this car!"
He knew very well that Sherry would never have jumped, but he didn't want to lose his temper at that moment. So he complied
simply so he could subdue her anger.
He turned the steering wheel and made a sharp turn.
A few minutes later, he parked the car.
Sherry noticed a large supermarket on the other side of the road. She looked at it and asked, "Why are we were? Do you need to
buy anything?"
Jeremy sternly said, "Get out of the car. We're going shopping." He switched off the engine but didn't remove his sunglasses, so
Sherry wasn't able to see the smug expression in his eyes.
Sherry got out of the car and joined him. When they arrived at the supermarket, she went straight to the vegetables while Jeremy
pushed a cart towards the aisle where slippers were being sold.
After carefully choosing fresh vegetables and meats, she met up with Jeremy and found that he had brought several pairs of
slippers in his cart. The most horrifying part was that she noticed that all of them were couples slippers.

"What... Why are you buying so much slippers?" Sherry said in perplexity as they were waiting in line to check out.
'In our whole marriage, he never bothered to buy such things, and most especially not slippers made for couples.
Why isn't he rejecting such foolish things like he used to?'
"You don't have any slippers of this kind. I just wanted to buy some for you." He took out his wallet from his pocket and began to
place the items in the basket onto the counter. He smiled and asked, "Are you preparing a rich dinner for tonight?"
Sherry was planning to make herself some delicious food to eat on her own. After all, her day panned out pretty smoothly and
even Jeremy's sudden appearance didn't seem to bother her much at all.
She nodded in agreement while she stood aside and watched the cashier swipe his card. She was pleased that she didn't have
to pay for the bill herself.
Jeremy carried the big bag of groceries to their home. When they arrived, he went straight to the shoe cabinet and placed the
newly bought slippers inside. He then took the pair that Jeffrey had worn and threw it out.
"Why did you throw mine away too?" Sherry shouted with discontentment.
Along with Jeffrey's slippers, he had thrown away hers as well.
Jeremy took out a pair of the couples slippers and said, "You have a new pair of slippers to wear now."
Sherry was too raddled to comment on his foolish behavior, so she took the pair of slippers that Jeremy handed her, stomped her
feet hard on the floor and went straight to the kitchen with the bag of food in her hand.
Unlike Sherry, Jeremy was completely satisfied with what he had done and had a big grin on his face as she walked away.
As soon as Sherry got home, she went straight into the kitchen and prepared the food without taking a rest from her day. While
Jeremy waited for her, he loosened his tie and went to the bathroom. He wanted to take a nice, hot shower.
Around this time, a phone started ringing from the living room. Sherry rushed out to check if it was coming from her phone, when
she found Jeremy standing there without his shirt, exposing his strong muscular body. Her face flushed red and shifted her eyes
quickly towards the phone on the tea table.

There were two phones on the table: a black one that was Jeremy's and the white one was Sherry's. She realized that it was the
black phone that was ringing.
"Yours," Sherry timidly muttered and proceeded to walk back into the kitchen to continue cooking.
Jeremy witnessed Sherry's shy and avoidant reaction and laughed. He strolled lazily to the tea table and looked at the name on
the screen.
'Steve Song? Why is he calling me right now?'
Jeremy thought that he was probably calling to ask him to drink at the bar and hang out with women again!