The Apple of My Eye

Chapter 1740 She Lost Faith In Him

All of a sudden, the color drained out of Melissa's face, and her face became as white as paper. "What

do we do, Leila!? We can't let Sheryl get in the way! We can't!"

Melissa repeated her own words, panic-stricken, and lost in thought.

Leila smiled mildly, careful not to let Melissa see it. This was what Leila had wanted to happen.

"Don't worry, Aunt Melissa. Whether we can succeed this time really depends on you. Sheryl is forcing

Charles to agree to a divorce, and Charles keeps putting it off. The only way to solve the problem now

is to pretend to be sick again, and this time, say that you're sick because of Sheryl. Then you can ask

Charles to choose between you and Sheryl. I am pretty sure that he will choose you over her, and he'll

have no other choice but to sign the divorce papers."

To Leila, Melissa pretending to be sick again was the only way. They had to force Charles to make a

decision, and after what they had already tried, things were urgent. Charles was so indecisive, and he

needed someone to push him.

"Sure. I'll do that."

Melissa was completely at a loss and also completely desperate. She would say yes to whatever Leila

told her. She believed that Leila was the only person who could help her fix this dilemma.

Gradually, Melissa calmed down as Leila continued to comfort her.

In the Cloud Advertising Company

Sheryl couldn't focus on her work at all. She knew that Charles had gotten the summons. She checked

her phone from time to time. She waited and waited some more, expecting him to call her. But he did

not call her, nor did he leave her a text message. She felt like her faith in him had been fading, little by

little. Maybe it was time to let go completely.

It was the most typical thing that women did. Even though they were the ones who wanted the divorce

and who signed the papers, they would always hope that their husbands would beg them to stay and

forget about all their troubles.

And that, in truth, was what Sheryl was hoping for. Although she had no choice but to divorce Charles,

given her current situation and Ferry's threat, she still hoped that Charles would call her. But, she had

waited such a long time, and her patience was wearing out. No word could describe how depressed

she felt.

Eventually, she gave up.

In order to distract herself, Sheryl walked out of her office and walked over to Phoebe's desk, where

she took some of the files and documents that lay on top.

"President Xia, this is my work. How could I ask you to do my work for me?" Phoebe asked, surprised.

What Sheryl did next surprised her even more. Sheryl smiled at her and told her, "That's fine. Just let

me help you. I don't have much work to do right now."

Phoebe immediately understood what had happened. She knew that Sheryl had a lot of going on lately

because of Charles.

Sheryl used to occupy most of her time with work. However, in the second half of this year, everything

started to go smoothly in the company, which left Sheryl with nothing to do. She suddenly had a lot of

time to think about Charles.

Phoebe understood that once Sheryl started to be idle, she would immerse herself in sorrow again. No

wonder she was trying to take over her work.

"Okay, President Xia. Just wait a second. Let me check if anything needs your signature, and I'll send it

to your office, right away," Phoebe said, feeling embarrassed.

She walked Sheryl back to her office, and when she returned to her desk, instead of checking her files

like she said she would, she called Isla.

Isla was at the airport, waiting for a flight to Turkey when she heard her phone ringing. She fished it out

and checked the caller ID. She was rather surprised to see that Phoebe was calling, and she couldn't

help but wonder if something had happened to Sheryl.

"Phoebe, what's wrong? Is something wrong with Sheryl?" Isla asked, her voice full of worry.

Phoebe glanced towards Sheryl's office. When she was sure that Sheryl wouldn't leave, she lowered

her voice. "President Zhao, I don't know what's going on with President Xia lately. She's always trying

to find herself work to do. Just now, she tried taking some of my files. What should I do?"

Feeling hopeless, Phoebe didn't have a clue as to how to handle the situation. If she did, she wouldn't

be bothering Isla, who was supposed to be enjoying her break.

Isla furrowed her brows. She thought about all that could be wrong with Sheryl. Finally, she concluded

that Sheryl was on the verge of a breakdown.

"Leave it to me, Phoebe. I will call her." Then she hung up.

Isla only became more worried after hanging up. After a few minutes, she dialed Sheryl's number.

In her office, Sheryl waited eagerly for the files from Phoebe, so she didn't expect a call from Isla.

Looking at Isla's name on her phone, she immediately knew what happened. Phoebe must have called

Isla. Sheryl furrowed her brows and stared at her screen. Then she picked up.

"Isla, aren't you flying to Turkey? Why are you calling me now?" She acted as though nothing had

happened.

Sheryl had Face Timed with Isla last night, so she knew Isla's schedule. She should be boarding now.

She couldn't help but feel sad and guilty, as she felt like she had ruined Isla's trip.

"Are you forcing Charles again?" Isla asked, disregarding Sheryl's question.

Sheryl pursed her lips and took a deep breath. "Uh huh."

Isla could tell by her voice that she did not want to talk about it, and she didn't want to force her to talk

about it. Instead, she reminded Sheryl not to take Phoebe's work because it would only embarrass her.

If Sheryl really couldn't find anything to do, then she could go back home and spend more time with her ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

children.

Sheryl sighed. She knew that Isla was right. She knew that it embarrassed Phoebe. She glanced over

at Phoebe's desk through her office window and found that she was looking over from time to time.

She understood what Isla meant, so after she got off the phone, she stood and walked over to

Phoebe's desk. Before she could say anything, Phoebe spoke, "President Xia, I-I haven't…"

"Calm down, Phoebe. I just wanted to tell you that I'm leaving now. Call me if anything happens."

Sheryl smiled. Then she walked to the elevator.

Phoebe watched Sheryl walk away from her. She was worried about her. She opened her mouth, but

nothing came out.

Sheryl drove back home immediately. She wanted to give her kids a surprise, and so she would wait for

them at home.

In the Dream Garden

Charles had gone back home with Leila as usual. But then he got the summons from the court. Since

then, he barely spoke a word, and his face was dreary. Neither Melissa nor Leila dared to say anything,

afraid that they would hurt Charles' feelings.

While at dinner, he found an excuse to leave the table.

"Aunt Melissa, I'm going with Charles. Wait for us at home," Leila said as she quickened her pace,

trying to catch up to Charles.

Before Melissa could say anything, Leila had disappeared after Charles. Melissa shook her head and

swallowed her words.

Leila didn't dare catch up to him only to ask where he was going. Instead, she followed behind him

sneakily. Charles went to a bar, and Leila followed him inside. Somehow, she felt like this was the

perfect opportunity.

Once she was inside, Leila found the bartender and gave him some money, asking him to replace all

Charles' orders with really strong and hard liquor. Leila swore she would make the best use of this

situation to ruin Charles' relationship with Sheryl completely.

For the next three hours, Charles drank non-stop, and by the time that he was heading home, he was

stumbling.

Leila gave money to the bartender again, asking him to find someone to take Charles home. After all, a

weak woman like her couldn't carry Charles home, especially when he was drunk.