Man, what's wrong with you? novel Chapter 33

Sherry showed an entirely different side of her. This left Jeremy stunned, but only for a while as he found the new Sherry more amusing than infuriating.

"Let me make something clear," she said. "I'm no longer that kind-hearted girl who lets herself be tricked and manipulated by others. This time—this time, if you think that you can keep fooling around with me, I will fight back!"

Sherry was shouting at Jeremy, enraged and overflowing with emotion.

Her eyes were flaring with anger, but he didn't notice any of this.

Even with all this anger being thrown at him, Jeremy smirked as if amused by Sherry's words.

"Are you laughing? This is not a joke!" Seeing him unaffected by anything she said left her speechless.

"Sure, I understand." Jeremy suddenly reached out and rubbed her hair. There was a sense of intimacy there but Sherry didn't realize it due to her anger.

"Don't touch me!" she shouted, slapping his hand away.

She then took her phone and stormed out of the room.

Sherry used to be a kind and tender girl, never getting angry and just laughing everything off. The person who faced Jeremy today wasn't that person; she was tougher, hardened by her past and prepared to fight back.

Sherry didn't say a single word during dinner. It was clear that she was still very angry at Jeremy.

That night, before sleeping, Jeremy entered her room.

"Get out now!" shouted Sherry. "You're not allowed here!" She started pushing him out the door.

"There's only one bedroom in this apartment. Where do you expect me to sleep?" chimed Jeremy. He moved closer, causing her to take a step back.

"Get out and sleep on the sofa." She pushed him out again; this time much harder.

"Stop this Sherry. I have to work early tomorrow and I'm not going to get a good night's sleep on the sofa." He pushed her arm away and tried to go inside.

"I do not want to deal with you tonight Jeremy. Now, get the hell out of my room!" Sherry started hitting Jeremy's hand that he was using to push his way inside.

As his hand started to redden because of the constant hits, he finally stopped.

"Okay!" he suddenly said. "I can see you'll be like this for a while. I already told you that I'd buy you a new phone."

"I don't want a new phone, Jeremy. I want the phone I have now. Can you fix that?" Jeremy had a blank look on his face.

"Yeah, I didn't think so. Now get out!" said Sherry. With all her strength, she pushed him out the room again.

She slammed the door right at his face. He tried opening the door again but she already locked it.