Man, what's wrong with you? novel Chapter 32

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.