His Real Wedded Bride

Chapter 1172 You're Disgusting Me

"What? Are you implying that you did nothing? Rachel, don't play innocent. You're disgusting me, you

know that?" Charles accused Rachel, whose face was pale as a ghost. "I am telling you that I won't

spare you another look in this lifetime, which is what you deserve. I did all of this just because I was

curious what you were going to do. I can honestly say that I am utterly sick of you," he added.

"It seems like I am a loose woman in your eyes. I can't believe that I was stupid enough to trust you! I

thought that you'd discover I am indeed a good girl, and who knows, perhaps I even thought that you'd

find it in your heart to accept me," Rachel replied with a hurtful look on her face. 'Why is he so mean to

me? Did I do something wrong to him? Was it something I did? How can he hate me so much?' Rachel

screamed inwardly.

"You're a good girl? Seriously? I have never even noticed a single good quality in you!" Charles shot

back coldly. The hostility towards Rachel continued to rise in his heart. 'She is a really good actress.

She's almost like a lead actress in a film, a master at playing an innocent woman, ' he thought

scornfully.

Unfortunately, her acting wasn't going to work on him.

He was well acquainted with the woman in front of him. Since he had been fooled by her twice before,

he had no reason to trust her now whatsoever.

As he finished talking, he strode towards the door slowly.

Rachel had confusion all over her face as she stared at Charles' receding figure. Without turning

around to face her once more, he stormed out of the booth. He wanted to get away from her and return

home to be with his wife, Sheryl.

As he arrived home, he noticed that all the lights were already off and that it was silent in the house.

Assuming Sheryl was already asleep, he sneaked into their bedroom without making a sound. He didn't

want to wake her.

As he looked at the sleeping beauty in the bed, he reminded himself just how lucky he was to have

Sheryl as his wife. He felt so content, in fact, that his bad mood vanished altogether immediately.

After taking a shower, he got onto the bed. He drank a lot during the evening, which caused him to

have a headache. Nevertheless, nothing could possibly affect his pleasant mood at that moment.

Thinking about the upset look on Rachel's face brought him great satisfaction. He swore to himself to

make anyone who dared to bully Sheryl or affected her in a negative way, pay the price.

A touch of warm light filtered through the curtain the following morning and woke Sheryl up. She slowly

blinked her eyes open, turned over in the bed and fixed her eyes on the man lying next to her.

He only came back home past one o'clock in the morning, hence why he was still fast asleep.

When Charles came back home, she was awake. However, she refrained from opening her eyes, as

she wasn't in the mood to talk to him.

The scene of him and Rachel sitting together and having a conversation last night lingered in her mind.

She kept recalling to herself about the many things they could've said to one another in the booth.

Apart from just talking, she didn't dare to think about other intimate acts the two could've possibly

engaged in.

She couldn't even gather up the courage to ask Charles where he had been last night. All he said to

Sheryl, was that he had a business appointment. 'Was he really talking about business with Rachel?'

she wondered.

She couldn't think about it any longer, for if she did, her imagination would run wild.

When Charles opened the door, she was lying in bed and unable to sleep. He sneaked into the room

without making a sound, all in the attempt to refrain from waking up his lovely wife. Everything he had

done was out of pure love. Nevertheless, Sheryl thought that he was mindful about waking her up,

simply because he felt guilty.

She even heard him taking a shower, while she lay in the bed waiting to fall asleep. Even though

Charles came back late, Sheryl was the one that failed to get a good night's rest.

Charles really did have a wonderful day. He was really drowsy and had drunk too much the previous

day. However, falling asleep with Sheryl by his side, was all he needed to end his day well. Above all

else, he was also quite pleased with himself for humiliating Rachel, making sure that Lance would

continue to work with his company.

Sheryl gazed at the handsome man, who was asleep beside her. 'He has long eyelashes and an

incredibly attractive, well-shaped face. I love this man very much. He is the love of my life. But why

would he want to ruin this? Why is he staying up at all hours of the night and having an affair with

Rachel? I don't understand, ' she mused.

Considering whether she hated Charles, she discovered that she indeed didn't have an answer. She

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'Since I can't fall back asleep, I should probably get up, ' she thought.

After getting dressed, it was still early and she had a lot of time to herself before she had to start work.

Having nothing to do, she considered an unusual thought. She thought about going jogging.

She realized that she had never gone for a morning run before.

It wasn't that she wasn't keen on sports, but rather that she had always been very busy living her life.

She never really had the time to exercise before.

However, now she finally had time to work on herself and do the things she wanted to do, which was a

good thing because she was in such a bad mood.

She recognized that it was impossible for any person to have and maintain it all. She started to ask

herself whether she was being too hard on Charles. Perhaps she even thought that she should have

given him the benefit of the doubt. After all, wasn't that what marriage was all about?

'Am I overthinking last night too much?

He is my husband, but he is spending time with my enemy. It's a matter of principle. I can't let this go, '

she brooded.

The more she mused, the bigger her headache got. She was unable to think of a solution and shook

her head to get rid of her unpleasant thoughts. 'I think it's best that I go out. Even if I don't run, I can still

go for a walk to breathe in some fresh air, ' she thought.

As Sheryl was just about to leave the room, Charles woke up. "Sheryl, why are you up so early?" he

asked curiously.

Sheryl didn't reply to him. All she wanted was to escape from his presence to clear her mind.

"What's the matter with you, Sher? I am talking to you. Why are you so quiet?" Charles continued.

Sheryl's indifferent attitude caught him by surprise. The couple hadn't fought for a long time, which

made him wonder why she was sulking.

'When I returned home last night, Sheryl was already fast asleep. We didn't argue over anything. So,

why is she treating me like this now?' Charles' mind was full of doubts.

"I was quite bored at home and had nothing else to do, so I wanted to go out," Sheryl replied before

hurrying to the door, trying to run away from his questions

She then slammed the door without saying another word.

Charles was no fool and he knew his wife quite well. He could sense that she was angry at him, but he

didn't know why.

Recalling the bad vibe he received from Rachel last night, he felt rattled. Wasting no time, he

immediately called Sheryl. After calling a few times and her not answering, he stopped for a moment.

'What's going on?' he wondered.

He then continued to call her up, but still couldn't get a hold of her.

'That's not good. I need to go find her, ' he thought.

He jumped out of the bed, got dressed and hurriedly dashed downstairs. The sight of Sheryl's handbag

caught his attention. He picked it up and found the car keys still inside. 'She said that she was going

out but she didn't take her car or handbag? It means that she couldn't go far, ' he analyzed.

He intended to look for her around his house. 'Where on earth would she go? I have no idea, ' he

thought.

At that moment, Charles was engulfed with anxiety.

He couldn't figure out what was going on. Nevertheless, he had only one thought in mind and that was

to go find Sheryl.