Man, what's wrong with you?

Sherry couldn't keep the exasperation from her voice. "Jeremy, have you forgotten that you're the one who prepared that divorce agreement? You keep telling me to leave you alone, and now I've done just that, so what's the problem?" She had no idea how to interpret his changing, inconsistent attitude towards the idea of divorce.

He had been responsible for drawing up the divorce agreement, yet he was acting now as though the failure of their marriage was her fault.

Illogically, the sight of Sherry's aggrieved face put Jeremy in a better mood. He ignored her question and ushered her into the bathtub, then took off his towel and got in with her. The hot water overflowed over the edge of the tub.

"I don't want a divorce," he said calmly.

Sherry was stunned. "What?"

She stared at his face, blurry through the clouds of steam rising from the hot water, and hoped he couldn't see that her own face had turned red. He leaned towards her and placed a hand on her cheek. Looking at her flushed lips, still swollen from their kiss, he couldn't resist the urge to lower his head and gently bite her small, delicate nose.

"Ow!" she exclaimed. She pushed him away, but Jeremy grasped her chin and forced her to look into his eyes. He rubbed his nose against hers. She pulled away, more forcefully this time, and sneered at him. "Are you having fun playing with me like this?"

There were light teeth marks on her nose. He was shocked and slightly guilty. He hadn't realized how hard he'd bitten her.

But she wasn't talking about the bite on her nose. Her voice rose. "Nothing you do makes sense! You want to control me when you feel like it, but then you throw me away when you don't want me. You humiliate me with the nasty things you say. You publicly get involved with other women to mock me!"

However, she didn't say that he wanted to give her to his best friend at will.

Sherry glared at Jeremy. She had put up with so much, for so long, and now that she was finally trying to break free by divorcing him, he wanted to keep her chained to him!

fun. Why is it such a big deal to you?" He

pushed his hands away and stood. Water droplets trickled down her warm skin, glossy

clamber back in to avoid losing her balance. He pulled her down and

talking about?"

the bar. I was there, remember?" In his agitation, his arms tightened around her,

loose was in vain. He was holding her too tightly. Angrily she cried out, "Why are you such a hypocrite? Even if there was something between me and that waiter at the bar, well,

"You used to say you'd never agree to a

to hurt her physically. She gathered all her energy and wrestled with him until she succeeded in breaking his hold on her. In their struggle, they knocked over one of the expensive decorations on the bathroom shelf—a

coral fall through the air, until a corner of the marble base struck

the bathtub. Blood trickled from the wound on his head. He felt dizzy, and started gasping for breath. Sherry

he had lost control with Sherry again. He fought back his

hand away. She went to get a hand towel and pressed it to Jeremy's head. "Put pressure

injury, so he didn't resist. Sherry stood back, waiting for a few moments, but the blood continued to flow. She got more and more anxious. Eventually she coaxed him into getting out of the tub and pressed the towel more securely

concern. He put on

bleeding. Let me fetch the medicine kit so I can clean and bind that properly." She helped him get comfortable on the sofa in the living room. Then she left to go to the medicine

wet, and the bath towel was loose around her body. She was too worried to notice.

the wound was deeper than

He curled up on the

she didn't want to take a bath