Man, what's wrong with you?

"Jeremy! Stop!" Sherry tried to push him away. In the narrow space of the car, she didn't have much space to move. And it
seemed that he was not going to stop and became ruder and ruder.
Fear started creeping into Sherry. The only thing she decided to do was remain as still as possible. She pursed her lips shut,
daring not to speak.
Jeremy wasn't sure how to react to this and stopped. She leaned on his shoulder and slowly breathed as if relieved. Her long
hair covered her face and hid her expression.
"If you don't resist from now on, this won't happen again," he whispered in her ear as he caressed her hair.
Hearing this Sherry felt disrespected and ashamed. With a sniff she broke free of his arms and struggled back to her seat.
She was in a sorry state with her hair a mess and her clothes half removed. Sherry ignored him. It was difficult to tell whether
she was feeling angry or violated now.
He watched her putting on her clothes hastily and looking out of the window, ignoring him.
He reached his hand out to stroke her hair. His hand hesitated and froze as he touched the ends of it. Jeremy felt that Sherry
was trying to hide.
The car started moving again.
After a while, the car stopped at their home and Sherry instantly reached for the door handle. After she got out she slammed the
door, she headed for the elevator.
Jeremy helplessly chased after her. The elevator door closed right before he could enter. He could only see Sherry glaring at him
While waiting or the next elevator he could only think of how upset Sherry was. He was conflicted and was wondering if he
wronged her. After all, she was no longer the person she used to be. He had seen it clearly and knew this in his heart.
He just couldn't control himself though.
It was Steve's birthday so Sherry got off work early. She was getting dressed up for the party when Chester phoned her.
"I'm downstairs. Just come down when you're ready," Chester considerately said.

Sherry looked out the window and saw Chester's car downstairs. She panicked and picked up her coat and said, "I'll be down
right away."
She already planned to take a taxi to the party and wasn't expecting Chester to pick her up. It was so considerate that she
couldn't refuse his offer
She was invited to Steve's birthday party on behalf of SZ Advertising Company, so her date had to be Chester.
Chester stared out the car waiting for Sherry to emerge from her apartment. As soon as he saw her he got out the car and
watched as she approached with tiny steps.
She wore a white coat with a sleek red dress underneath. Her long, silky hair was tied up and draped on her shoulder. The
makeup she wore was beautiful and added to the charm and awe of her ensemble.
Chester smiled and looked Sherry up and down. He said, "You look incredibly beautiful. You're bound to impress and be the
center of attention tonight."
Sherry smiled and shyly admitted, "I haven't been to such a fancy occasion for a long time. I don't want to be the focus."
Chester stepped aside and opened the door for her. He was wearing a black suit that was simple yet eye-catching. He looked
quite attractive this evening.
He wasn't a flashy guy and seldom styled his hair or dressed up. When he made such efforts though it completely transformed
him into a more mature and charming gentleman.
They chatted in the car ride over and soon arrived at Steve's house.
Steve's birthday party was held in the villa in the western suburb. There was a spacious road, with tall trees on both sides. There
seemed to be a steady flow of guests' cars coming for the villa.
After Chester parked the car, he got out and went to open the door for Sherry. She instinctively put her hand on his.
Getting out the car, she bent down and suddenly heard the sound of tearing.
Sherry flinched at this sound and grabbed her waist with her free hand. There was a gaping tear in her dress.
Another car pulled up next them and a man got out to greet Chester. He excitedly approached and said, "Mr. Gu, here you are!"

Chester politely smiled and greeted the man who turned out to be Mr. Yan. When they were about to enter the villa, Sherry
suddenly pulled on Chester's sleeve.
"Gosh, my dress is torn!" Sherry frowned and looked down at her waist, worried.
"I've got it." He threw a glance at her casually and took off his coat to cover her.
Mr. Yan walked on without paying any attention to Sherry and Chester. Chester put his arm around her shoulder which made
Sherry slightly embarrassed. She looked out the corner of her eyes to see if anyone noticed them.
"Get in the car." He held her shoulders and strode her to the car.
Another car slowly pulled up across from Chester's car. In the car, Jessie was still looking in the mirror, when Jeremy parked.
"Honey, which one of these two lipsticks looks better?" Jessie took out two lipsticks from her bag and waved them eagerly in
front of his eyes.
Jeremy ignored her and gazed firmly ahead.
Chester put his arm around Sherry's shoulder, opened the door and took her into the car. Sherry was wearing a man's coat, so it
was undoubtedly Chester's.
Sitting on the driver's seat, Chester lowered his head to look at Sherry. It was difficult to make out exactly what they were doing.
Jeremy's face immediately darkened.
"Jeremy?" Jessie called his name. Seeing his enraged expression, she withdrew her hand in embarrassment. She didn't know
what was wrong with him recently and why he was so angry all the time, so she didn't dare to provoke him.