Sherry frowned and didn't have time to say anything before she was already being carried into Andrew's arms.

He was excited and nervous, his whole movement was stiff and anxious, as if he was afraid he might lose the person in his arms, "I know you'll definitely be angry with me, but I really can't help it, my family is pushing, so I have to agree to it first."

Sherry pushed him and he wouldn't relent.

Unlike the old Andrew, it seems like a different person.

Sherry tried to speak again, sensing his breath becoming off.

"Sherry......" he said so, and with the taste of wine between his lips he...