His Real Wedded Bride

Chapter 1174 Can't Run Away From It

After Sheryl realized that Melissa was doing all this to please her son, her guilt eventually dissipated.

'She is only acting in front of Charles. She is not doing this out of love for my children. Why should I be

sorry for her?' she mentally sneered.

"I am going to drive Clark and Shirley to school," Sheryl nonchalantly informed them. Then she led the

two kids out of the house without hesitation.

'Both the mother and son are disgusting. I have to get those miserable things out of my mind if I want to

stay with them, ' she thought.

"What's the matter with you, Mommy? You look upset," Clark probed as soon as they got into the car.

"I'm fine, honey," Sheryl casually replied as she started the engine, and drove straight towards the

kindergarten. She could always hide negative emotions successfully when Clark was around. But

today, she had forgotten to keep her facial expressions in check.

"Mommy, don't lie to me. When you talked to Grandma, you never looked at Daddy. But he was staring

at you. Did you have a fight with Daddy?" Clark prompted gently, refusing to believe her.

He was a sensitive kid, and he paid much attention to his mother. Since he was such a keen observer

that nothing could escape his notice.

As a result, Sheryl could never manage to deceive his shrewd son.

"No. Your daddy and I are good. It is just that I did not sleep well last night. And I felt like I was too tired

to speak," she explained. She attempted to make up a story to convince Clark, but she didn't know that

her son had a nose for a lie. The little boy could sense that her mother was lying.

"Mommy, people have both good days and bad days. I hope you not only share pleasant things with

me but also the sad ones. This way, you won't have to suffer alone. What do you think?" Clark offered

with a resolute look in his big eyes.

And it sounded like he was confessing his love to someone dear to him.

Glad having such a considerate son, Sheryl felt like the luckiest mother in the world.

"My good boy! From this moment on, I will tell you if I have a problem. That is a promise," Sheryl

sobbed. Clark's sweet statement melted her heart. She tried hard to prevent her tears from welling up.

"Mommy, did you have a fight with Daddy? Will you get a divorce? I don't want that," Shirley broke in

with a worried look. She had no idea what was going on between her parents. But she had this notion

that if a couple often argued with each other, they would end up with a breakup.

It meant that the two would get divorced.

She hated to see her parents getting a divorce. If that would be the case, she could no longer live with

her mother and father together.

"Don't worry, Shirley. That will never happen. Daddy loves Mommy so much, and so does Mommy. The

two will be together forever." Clark assured his sister.

It never crossed his mind that his parents would break up. 'I know Daddy too well. He loves Mommy

with all his heart. He would rather get himself killed than leave Mommy and live with another woman, '

he mused.

The children's exchange of words made Sheryl lost in her own thoughts. 'Will Charles really break up

with me? Will he spend the rest of his life living with me?'

In the past, she would have them answered positively. But after what she had witnessed last night, she Property © 2024 N0(v)elDrama.Org.

felt unsure. Remembering her husband with Rachel in the room, she suddenly thought that she knew

nothing about Charles.

She even wondered what was on his mind when he smiled at her affectionately.

'When he said he loved me, did he think about me or Rachel?' she doubted.

This cruel question kept spinning on her mind. It kept on haunting her that she couldn't run away from

it. Even though she wanted to, she had to face it.

'I had no choice but to live with it, ' she sighed with resignation.

But Clark was like a wise elder. He expressed his opinion to both his sister and mother that his father

would never ever leave his mother.

Sheryl was rendered speechless.

Besides, she had no heart to upset her children with reality.

"Well, we're running late. You guys got to get inside," Sheryl urged. Not knowing what to say to her

kids, she had decided to drop the conversation. Facing her adorable children, she tried changing the

topic.

"Will you pick us up when our classes are over?" Shirley asked with concern.

Even though she was not an observer like Clark, she had a sharp instinct. She could sense that

something was going on between her parents, considering that her mother didn't answer her questions.

That made her a little anxious.

"Don't worry, sweetie. I will pick you up," Sheryl reassured, as she squatted down and fondled her little

cheeks.

"Is that so? Oh yeah, Mommy is the best! I will be here waiting for you after school, Mommy. Don't

forget to take us home," Shirley gushed, smiling from ear to ear. When she heard a positive reply from

Sheryl, she believed that her parents were as good as before.

Clark was also hopeful that his parents would live happily. This way, his family would not split up, and

he could be with his parents forever.

Divorcing Charles did not sit well with Sheryl either. 'Seems like I don't have any say in this matter. It's

really up to Charles.

Or perhaps it is up to Rachel's decision. It's either she leaves Charles or ruins my family. Once she sets

her mind on getting him back, will he choose Rachel? I have no idea, ' Sheryl brooded, feeling totally

downhearted.

Since she couldn't figure it out, she felt helpless. And she was confused more than ever if she should

continue to stick to that issue. "Well, you guys, you're going to be late. Hurry up!" Sheryl urged.

"Got it," Shirley responded meekly. With a sweet smile, the little girl headed towards the gate cheerfully.

But Clark remained where he was, watching Sheryl closely. Then he pleaded, "Mommy, I have to get

going. But as soon as we get home, you must tell me what bothers you."

He was fully aware that there was something wrong because his mother would not be acting that way.

Sheryl simply nodded to avoid arguing with him, knowing her son did not believe when she said she

was all right.

"Okay, I will. Go to class first. I will share it with you at home when I pick you up in the evening," she

agreed.

Noting the sincerity in the way his mother looked at him, he believed her words. With a nod, he turned

around and walked towards Shirley.

It usually took her less than half an hour to drive from the kindergarten to her company. Glancing at her

watch, Sheryl realized that she only had about thirty minutes left before her work hours. She should

hurry up to make it.