Sherry was astonished by Jeremy's presence.
As Jeremy stood by the door, he looked handsome as ever. Any woman would swoon over him.
However, Sherry was different—she wasn't the least bit enchanted by his handsomeness anymore.
"Nice to see you here, Chester," Steve said as he stepped forward, smiling.
Chester stood up and nodded. He then turned to Jeremy and nodded his head before sitting back down.
The atmosphere in the ward suddenly became strange. Sherry couldn't help but feel uneasy. "Mr. Song,"
she greeted indifferently. Steve put down the food that he had brought on the table.
"I got a little bit too drunk last night which was why I couldn't come see you." It seemed as if Steve wanted to say something else but couldn't because Jeremy and Chester were there.
"It's okay. I'm fine." The look on Sherry's face was unreadable.
Jeremy stepped forward. The cold expression on his face made Sherry nervous. As if out of habit, Sherry couldn't take her eyes off him.
"What's the use of bringing all these? Will this help her recover right away?" Jeremy questioned, his voice low.
Steve was confused. He couldn't understand why Jeremy was so angry.
Chester had also brought a lot of food but Jeremy seemed to be particularly angry at only Steve.
"It's fine. I like all the food. Thank you," Sherry chimed in.
Steve ignored Jeremy as he turned to look at Sherry. 'Sherry really can be cold sometimes but she still has her soft side,' he thought to herself.
"I'm so sorry that I had to invite you to my party. It's where you got hurt," Steve said, feeling a little guilty.
Sherry shook her head with a smile. "It's fine. I wanted to be there since we're friends anyway."
Sitting on the sofa the farthest away from Sherry, Jeremy sneered and said with disdain, "It's good that you know that. From now on, you should mind your own business."
This left both Steve and Sherry speechless.
When Chester saw the looks on Sherry's and Jeremy's faces, he couldn't help but think how a couple shouldn't be like this.
"Don't you have work to do? What are you doing here again?" Sherry questioned Jeremy impatiently.
"I'm here because I wanted to be here." Anything that came out of Jeremy's mouth infuriated Sherry to no end. She especially hated it when he acted as if he owned the place like the way he was sitting on the sofa right now.
"I'll stay here tonight to take care of you. I promise I won't disturb you," Steve offered.
As she heard this, Sherry's face darkened—she obviously didn't want Steve to stay.
After all, she and Jeremy were still technically married. If anyone found out that Steve had spent the night with her, it would definitely cause trouble.
Jeremy piped in. "You know you're disturbing so why the hell are you still here? Don't you have manners?"
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