After they left the hotel, Sheryl intently realized that Charles might not want her to take Holley away, but Sheryl didn't regret what she had done.
Although Holley had done bad things in the past, because of Sheryl's good nature, she still wanted to save Holley whenever she was in trouble.
"Why did you save me?" Holley suddenly asked as they were walking out of the hotel. Charles walked up ahead with Sheryl, and Holley trailed behind them, neither too close nor too far.
"Do I need to have a reason?" With a sneer, Sheryl continued, "I was in a good mood just now, so I saved you."
"Sheryl..." Holley stopped, looked attentively at Sheryl in front of her, and said, "I want to hear the truth from you."
"The truth...'' Sheryl frowned slightly and looked at Charles, who smiled and said, "You talk to Holley. I'll just drive our car here."
"Okay." Sheryl agreed.
After Carlos was out of sight, Sheryl turned to look at Holley again and said, "I saved you because I didn't want to see you hurt yourself."
Holley crossed her arms and looked at her warily. Sheryl sighed and continued, "Believe it or not, I really don't want you to ruin yourself just to fight with me. It's nothing serious. Why do you have to do it?"
"Nothing serious?" Holley sneered, "well, you don't think anything is serious. Likewise, you don't think the death of your mother is a serious matter, do you??"
Receiving no response from Sheryl, Holley frowned and continued, "A cold and heartless woman like you has no heart."
"Shut up!" Sheryl finally broke her silence. With a composed expression, she said coldly, "I do feel sorry for mother's death. But you should reflect on your own mistakes. If mother were still alive, she would certainly not want you to destroy yourself."
Sheryl frowned at Holley and continued, "If you insist on doing such a silly thing, I may not be able to stop you. But since I ran into you doing this, I couldn't just ignore it."
"It's nothing, I was just flirting with them and having a few drinks," Holley replied defensively. "You think that was me ruining myself? You're way too fussy," Holley said disapprovingly.
"You think it's nothing? Oh my God." Sheryl shook her head slowly. "I really don't understand you at all, Holley. Aren't you ashamed of doing a thing like that?"
"I don't think it's a shame." Holley sneered and said fiercely, "Why don't you ask me how I escaped from prison in the past? Do you know the type of things I've experienced?"
Realizing that she really didn't know much about the girl's past, Sheryl looked at Holley curiously and said, "Please tell me." A trace of fear flashed across Holley's face as all the horrible moments from her past bombarded her mind. Seeing the look of fear on Holley's face made Sheryl even more puzzled, but also somewhat nervous about what she could possibly find out.
'What could have happened to her?' Sheryl thought to herself. 'What could she have suffered through to react with such fear?'
"You said you couldn't bare to watch me abuse myself, but where were you when I was being abused three years ago?" Holley's eyes flashed with pent up anger. Gritting her teeth, Holley said accusingly, "When I came out of prison three years ago, I was confined by that damn Ferry and raped by him and his men... Where were you then?"
Sheryl was at a loss for words. She opened her mouth to reply, but quickly snapped it shut as Holley continued to speak. "Sheryl, you always claim to save me, but when I needed help the most, where were you?"
It was now clear to Sheryl that the reason for Holley's paranoia was not only Wendy's death, but also the horrible events from her past.
Holley had always believed that if Sheryl hadn't caused Wendy's death, then she would never have crossed paths with a man as despicable as Ferry, and in turn, would never have suffered through what she had.
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