Chapter 1522

Sherry was dumbfounded. She choked on her rising grief. Just when she was about to punch him, he grabbed her hand and spoke gently to her ears, “Believe me. I’ll get it right this time.” Sherry’s gaze flickered, and the grief and anger disappeared. How could he be so sure? Could she have gotten it wrong? Sherry remained skeptical. She lowered her voice and whispered, “If you get it wrong this time, I’ll bite you to death.” John tapped her hand to assure her. Sherry then looked at the dice cup. Odell lifted it. Four, five, and six. Big. Sherry clenched her fists and her eyes bulged in anger. She glared at John as if she wanted to eat him alive. John sighed as he feigned ignorance at her reaction. He said to Odell, “It seems like I’ve no luck today.” Odell curved his lips. “Maybe.” Sylvia sipped on her tea quietly. John then looked at Sherry who grinned ominously and looked cautious. Her expression spelled a ferocious feline that would bite if the man kissed h