Chapter 62 Get Hurt (Part One)

The sheets on the bed were folded up neatly while the fruits on the table were left untouched and her shoes were nowhere to be seen.

Jeremy frowned as he opened the bathroom door only to find it empty.

At this time, a nurse passed by. Jeremy stopped her and asked, "Where's the patient in this ward?"

Even though the nurse wasn't assigned to Sherry's ward, she said blankly, "Oh, she was discharged about two hours ago."

"Discharged?" Jeremy repeated.

Even though at the back of his mind, he already knew this, he still had to ask just to be sure.

"Yes. She was discharged when her fever went down. She'll be fine as long as she takes her medicine on time," the nurse said.

He nodded, turned around, entered the empty ward alone.

Sherry's scent still lingered in the air. Sitting on the bed, he recalled what he had said to her that morning.

She must have been so sad and aggrieved.

How could he have said that to her? How could Sherry seduce any other man? How could he compare her with those other women?

Meanwhile, Sherry was still feeling a little dizzy as she left the hospital.

She didn't have much money on her—only her cellphone and some medicines. Before she left, she made sure to deliberate charge it to Jeremy's account.

After all, to him, she was a vain woman who only cared about money.

As she walked on the streets, she passed by a clothing boutique where she could see her reflection. With her messy hair, she looked absolutely fatigued.

She looked like a wandering ghost especially with how pale her face was.

The nurse reminded her repeatedly to take her medicine on time and to not catch a cold or else, her fever might come b

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.

dragged to the car. She shook her head and tried to resist them. "Don't touch me! Don't touch me!"

"Shut up! Or I'll hit you!" When she got into the car, the men took out a piece of rope and tied her hands and feet.

Once the car started, Sherry tried to kick the door in an attempt to get someone outside to notice her.

However, as soon as the car engine started, they felt the car skid as they felt a huge mass slam into the behind of the car.

"Shit! What the fuck?" the man with the tattoos said fiercely.

Before he could even finish what he was saying, the car began quaking violently once more. In a rage, the men got out of the car.

Sherry tried to follow behind them but they slammed the door in her face, leaving her alone in the car.

She could only see what was happening through the window.

Sherry turned her head and looked back.

A familiar black car came into view. Sherry was stunned when she saw Jeremy getting out of the car.

Jeremy looked fierce with his eyes dimmed. He was wearing his usual white shirt with the cuffs rolled up to his arm and his long black pants hugging his legs.