His Real Wedded Bride novel Chapter 1093

Melissa had spent her last fifteen years locked up in a cell.

It had only been a few days since she got released, and she was still getting used to the life of a free man. Because of this, everyone was expected to be extra patient and understanding when dealing with her.

This was Melissa's ace in the hole, which was also the base for her to act completely without scruple.

"Alright, I know it. Say no more. I'll just do as you say. It's not like I have an opinion," Sheryl interrupted Charles. He had said enough, and she didn't want to listen to those words anymore.

"Sher, I'm sorry, but believe me, I will bring our life back to normal soon. When Mom has gotten used to living in this house and her new life, I will have a good talk with her. I won't allow her to break us apart. I just need some time. Sher, will you give me some time?" Charles asked her with deep affection.

Sheryl felt Charles' bewilderment in his words. She understood that he was right now in a pickle. Since Melissa was his mother, he could not defy her. Therefore, she had to compromise as well. She nodded faintly with a forced smile.

"Okay then, let's go and have supper now." Charles felt relieved when he finally saw Sheryl smile. He walked up to hold Sheryl's hand, so they could come and dine together.

But Sheryl didn't move from her seat. She just shook her head and said, "Charles, I am really not hungry, so I think I'll pass. You may go ahead and eat with your mother. I am going to take a bath now, so I can go to bed afterwards. I am so tired." Sheryl had already accepted the fact that she had to share the same bed with her mother-in-law every night. So she decided that she would rather sleep before Melissa returned to her bedroom.

She thought that she should limit interactions with Melissa to avoid conflicts. She didn't want to face her when they were alone in the room, and she was also afraid that Melissa would end up telling her annoying things when she was awake.

"Are you sure that you're not hungry?" Charles asked with concern, his eyebrows furrowed. "Yes, I'm really not hungry. I think your mom would be happier if I wouldn't join you during supper.

I am tired and drowsy anyway. I rather go to bed early. So why don't you go now? She must already be waiting for you," Sheryl answered as she stretched her arms and yawned.

Charles didn't insist when he saw that Sheryl was indeed tired. "Okay, but if you feel hungry at midnight, you can send me a text message," he said softly. ?And to show his loving care, he added, "I will get up and cook for you, dear."

"I get it," replied Sheryl with a knowing smile. At this moment, she seemed to feel the warmth that existed only between her and Charles, the warmth to be remembered and savored, the warmth that was fading after Melissa came to Dream Garden to live with them.

"Well, alright then, you go and take a bath, and have a good rest. I'll go to have supper now. If you need anything anytime, just tell me," Charles reminded her lovingly. He went downstairs afterwards.

"Why isn't Sher with you? Have you told her it's dinner time?" asked Melissa when she saw Charles alone. She made sure that she appeared to be a thoughtful mother-in-law in front of her son.

Charles could tell his mother's intended meaning, but he didn't put it bluntly. Instead, he replied, "Mom, she's not hungry. She's taking a bath now."

"Charles, is Sher still angry at me? If yes, I think I'd better go and apologize to her. I don't want to see my beloved daughter-in-law starve because of me," Melissa hurriedly said in a concerned tone. She paused to see if Charles was listening to her. "I know she is not quite willing to share the same bed with me. If that's the case, I can sleep alone at night. I'll just get some light sleep, so Sher can—"

"Mom, listen to me," Charles interrupted. "Sher is not angry at you. She's not hungry, and wants to go to bed early. Don't think too much. Let's have supper now," Charles explained impatiently with a tough tone.

If Melissa said this before he talked with Sheryl, he might have believed her.

But now, he would always think twice on whether she meant it or had another underlying meaning lurking in it.

So while reflecting on this, he didn't want his mother to go on talking.

Melissa could also feel his son's attitude getting somewhat tough, wondering what Sher had said to him just now. At this moment, she was not sure whether his son was on the same side as her. She piled up a smile before she commented, "Alright, alright, I won't talk anymore. Let's have supper now."

That night, when Melissa went back to her room, Sheryl had already been fast asleep. It was only her and Sheryl in this room at the moment. She felt disgusted to see Sheryl lying in bed sleeping soundly. Yet she knew it would take some time to achieve her goal, and she understood quick success wouldn't be available. One good thing for her was that Sheryl was sleeping in her bedroom. As long as it remained so, she could have things under control.

Sheryl slept well that night. When the alarm clock rang the next morning, she got up and went to wake up her children, Clark and Shirley. She helped them wash and get dressed, then served them breakfast.

After breakfast, Sheryl said to their servant, "Nancy, I am going to send Clark and Shirley to kindergarten now. Tell Charles when he gets up, thanks."