Man, what's wrong with you? novel Chapter 71

Sherry was left speechless, as she stared at Linda's receding figure. After all, it was still working hours, and as a manager, she should be focusing on her work.

She had said everything she wanted to say, and she hoped that Linda would understand where she was coming from. She was afraid that Linda would ignore her and regret it later when she had fallen completely into it.

After a day's work, everyone else was hoping to get off work early, but Sherry was very reluctant to do so.

She felt like she would fall ill at the thought of going with Steve to the piano concert.

It was not the pianist's fault, of course, as she was very fond of that pianist, and if she could go to the concert alone, she would be very happy.

But now, she didn't want to go at all because of Steve.

As soon as Sherry stepped out of the office building, she saw a car parked just a small distance away, a man about to get off.

Steve stared back at her with an arrogant smirk, and as her eyes trailed down, she noticed that his black shirt accentuated his wide shoulders well. She wanted to feel appreciation for this man, but all she could feel at that moment was dread.

"Sherry, come here!" Steve suddenly shouted while Sherry was still far away. Her heart jumped nervously, and she hurried towards him with her shoulders hunched down, trying to make herself smaller, so that no one would look at her.

Once she was near enough to his car, she hissed angrily, "Can't you keep it down? Do you want everyone to know about this?"

She was enraged. Did he want to let everyone in the company know she was going out with him?

She did not care about the others and could easily ignore them, but how could she explain this to Linda? If she saw him going out with Steve, it would break her heart. Sherry had no idea how to face her good friend.

"Why not? Why can't I let others know?" he asked indignantly. "We are both single, and it's normal for a man to ask a woman out, isn't it?" He originally wanted to pursue Sherry in a grand and outlandish way as if to say that she was his and no one else's.

But when Sherry heard how open he was about this, she became so angry, hissing like a feral cat. She pushed her way towards his car with big steps as if there were wings on her feet that enabled her to walk quickly in her high heels.

"Sherry!" Steve caught up with her in a few steps and leaned close to her, but before he could whisper to her ear, she leaned away, glared at him heatedly, and said,

"Don't be so loud and obvious next time, okay? Park your car somewhere farther away and wait until I come," she told him as she eyed him with an icy expression. Steve frowned at this and said, "What's wrong with you? Why are you acting like you are so ashamed of me?" He could not understand why she was acting this way when any other woman would have begged just to be treated like he was treating her. Unfortunately for her, he was accustomed to being unrestrained, and he never cared about what anyone would say.

This was why he could not figure Sherry out.

"I don't want to have too much contact with you, and I don't want my colleagues to see it either." There was a firm determination behind Sherry's words. She didn't want to have anything to do with Steve because in her heart, Steve was just a disgusting bastard!

"Why? Am I not presentable? I always pursue women without restraint, and I don't want to hide my feelings." As he said this, he opened the door for Sherry with a flourish that annoyed her even more. He wore an arrogant smirk as if he was challenging her to stop him from doing outlandish romantic gestures.

Sherry gave a cold smile at this and said, "If that is what you want, then you can go out on your own next time. There is no need to call me."

She had already conceded once, so after this, if Steve dared to threaten her with Linda again, she would take extreme measures.

"I don't want to fight. Let's shelve that topic for now, okay?" Steve said with a placating smile, looking calm and unaffected by Sherry's anger. He would force himself to put up with her, even if he was very angry with her.

It was not until that moment that Sherry realized what she had just said, and she suddenly regretted her words so much that she wanted to cut her tongue. Why would she say that there would be a next time? This should be the last time! It was a clear hint that he would still ask her out in the future, wasn't it?

She really didn't want to have anything to do with this man. Every time she saw him, she felt nothing else besides annoyance.

She would give anything just to be rid of this awful man that could not seem to take a hint.

As she was about to get in the car, she found a bunch of roses on the passenger seat.

There were still water droplets on the roses, and they looked so delicate and red which made them extremely attractive.

She stared at the flowers for a few seconds, and then she heard his gentle voice from behind her. "So, do you like it?"

Sherry didn't even glance at him. Instead, she kept a cold expression on her face, and she did the exact opposite of what women would normally have done if they were faced with the same scenario.

She snatched it and roughly threw it to the back seat, as she snapped, "I don't care. Just throw them away!" Then, she sat fuming on the passenger seat.

Helpless, Steve just closed the door and started driving.

"I am sure you will be satisfied with today's performance!" It was like he was allergic to silence, as he kept chattering at Sherry, even when she refused to answer him. She even managed to not utter a word until they arrived at their destination.

Since the concert hadn't started yet, they spent some time waiting by the hall where Steve spotted someone selling snacks. He gestured for Sherry to wait, and then he went to buy some snacks.

"Do you like these? I can buy others if you don't like these." He handed a bag to Sherry, but she only gave it a cursory glance and said,

"I don't like eating snacks when I watch concerts."

Of course, she was lying and wanted to eat too, but she did not want to eat the food that Steve had bought.

She hoped to embarrass him with her answer, but Steve did not feel awkward at all. He acted like it was perfectly natural to be rejected, with no trace of embarrassment at all.

"Are you tired? Why don't you go there and take a seat?" Steve moved to take Sherry's hand, but she was quick to evade him. She turned back to the concert hall and said, "It's about to start. We should go."

The concert was a great success with beautiful and melodious music that amazed everyone present.

Sherry tried to enjoy the music, which would have sounded heavenly on any other occasion, but it was difficult because Steve spent the whole concert gazing at her.

Once the concert wrapped up, Steve didn't wait and invited her once again.

"There will be an art exhibition next time and all the seats are sold out already, but my friend has two tickets. Do you want to come with me?" said Steve while he tried to keep up with her brisk pace.

"I'm not interested in that." Sherry sighed, resting her hand on her forehead

"I don't believe you. You like that artist a lot, don't you?" Steve asked with a frown, and his words and disbelief stopped Sherry in her tracks. She turned to him with a similar frown on her face and asked,