Chapter 50 Take Care Of Her (Part Two)

"It's not bad. I'm sure you'll like it," he coaxed her patiently.

"I said no!" she refused firmly.

He forcefully pulled off the quilt. Raising his eyebrows, he said sternly, "I can force to feed you, you know."

Sherry widened her eyes and stared at him fiercely as if she was already thinking of ways to kill him.

He always used this trick to force her because this left her with no choice but to concede.

With a faint triumphant smile on his face, he carefully placed his hand behind Sherry's neck to support her. He then helped her sit up by placing several pillows behind her.

"I'll do it myself," Sherry insisted when he attempted to feed her the porridge.

"Let me do this."

He then felt the temperatures of the porridge first to make sure it was okay before feeding it to her.

He was not good at doing these kinds of things but he was trying his best to show his tenderness and affection for her.

However, Sherry was stubborn. She grabbed the bowl from him and started eating by herself.

"How does it taste?" he asked tentatively.

"Meh. It's fine. I'll eat anything as long as you don't cook it," Sherry replied coldly.

When he made porridge for her last time, he had to force her to finish it. Upon hearing this from her, he was rendered speechless.

She intended to finish the porridge as fast as she could just so she could get it over with already.

As she ate, she noticed that Jeremy still wasn't eating. She shrugged her shoulders—it was not like she cared if h

Drugged one night by her ex-boyfriend, a mysterious man took advantage of her in an ecstatic night filled with sex.

To take her revenge, she married the man, and used him.

"As long as I'm alive, I'm still his legal wife, while all of you are just his mistresses."

She remained adamant even when he was involved in scandals with other women.

Eventually she stormed off after she learned that he had betrayed her again.But life brought her back to him a few years later, to his astonishment.

yer of sweat had covered his forehead.

Even though it still hurt a bit, it wasn't as bad as it had felt before.

Sherry didn't say a thing the entire time so Jeremy had no idea if she was hurting or not.

Her wound looked awful. Jeremy couldn't help but feel sorry for her. He almost reached out to touch it but decided against when he realized that it could hurt Sherry.

Meanwhile, Sherry was just tightly biting her lips in fear that he would accidentally stab her with the scissors.

So when it didn't hurt as much, she heaved a sigh of relief.

The nurse who had been watching from the side didn't expect that Jeremy could be so gentle.

After he took off the gauze, he took the medicine and alcohol from the plate in front of him and began to dab it on Sherry's wound.

The cool and chilly feeling made Sherry tremble. He thought she was hurting but Sherry quickly added, "It was just cold but it doesn't hurt."

Relieved, he continued to do as he was doing, careful and gentle as ever.