Chapter 77 Pursuing (1/2)

Sherry's hand stopped midair as the fruit fell off the fork, startling her.

It was Jeremy who had come in.

Jeremy was cool and attractive. To many women, he was Mr. McDreamy. Unfortunately, they had no idea what Jeremy was really like.

It was ten o'clock now and Sherry hadn't come home yet. It had completely slipped her mind. She wasn't a child. Why did she need to be home before nine? It was ridiculous.

Everyone was surprised to see him but most of them knew him so they greeted him politely, ”Mr. Ou.”

”Mr. Gu, what a coincidence!” Jeremy walked towards Chester and greeted him with a smile.

Chester's hand was still on Sherry's waist. Originally, he had just wrapped his arm around her waist lightly. When he saw Jeremy, he couldn't help but tighten his grip on her.

”What are you doing here, Mr. Ou? Are you here for someone?” Chester said lightly, not even standing up. He lazily leaned back on the sofa.

”Jere... Mr. Ou!” Linda was about to call him by his name but figured that the occasion didn't call for it. It was better to call him Mr. Ou.

”We're playing a game. Truth or dare. Have you ever played it? We pick a card and we have to do whatever the card says!” Linda explained in a hurry as she glanced at Sherry, signaling for her to stand up already.

Linda knew how bad Jeremy's temper was. Anyone would feel humiliated if he saw his wife sitting in another man's lap.

Especially for someone as domineering, selfish, ruthless, and cold as Jeremy was.

No one else knew about Sherry and Jeremy's secret marriage but Linda. She was the only one who could explain this.

Sherry immediately understood and put the fruit plate back on the table.

”Well, I was looking for someone but looks like my plans have changed,” Jeremy explained. When he noticed that Sherry had gotten up, he strode over to her.

Then Jeremy did something that surprised everyone—he sat directly in between Chester and Sherry.

The most spacious sofa that had been reserved for Chester alone suddenly became very crowded.

”Mr. Gu, do you mind if I sit here?” Jeremy asked, sitting down and looking at him.

”Of course not,” said Chester.

”Keep playing, everybody! I want to play too.” Jeremy raised his voice.

He was even more indifferent than Chester. Sherry was worried if everyone would still want to play after this.

However, it was obvious that Sherry was worrying about nothing. After a night of drinking, everyone was still ready to play.

To her relief, she didn't have to do the dare anymore. Heaving a sigh of relief, she pinched Jeremey's arm and in a low voice, and said, ”What are you doing here?”

”What time did I say you were supposed to be home?” Jeremy asked.