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His Real Wedded Bride novel Chapter 1094

Sheryl took her time watching the retreating figures of her children, and then she hurriedly drove towards Cloud Advertising Company.

Silence soon engulfed her as her mind drifted away. But even though she was kind of lost in her thoughts, she had managed to fix her eyes on the road. She was finally clearheaded enough at the time she drew near her company. Then after a moment's reflection, she braced herself and decided to focus on the plan for Tarsan Corporation. And with a firm resolve to forget all the unpleasant things that had happened, she alighted herself from her car.

"Please go and get the information we need on Tarsan Corporation, Isla. I am going to handle it," Sheryl prompted. Isla was quite taken aback, but she absolutely heard it right! Sheryl had changed her mind, she thought.

"I am surprised. Yesterday, you wavered in accepting the case, and now you are so interested in it? What's with you?" Isla scoffed. Isla, in all honesty, was really excited to see Sheryl's keenness on the case.

After all, this deal would bring Cloud Advertising Company a handsome profit.

"Come on, Isla. Don't laugh at me. I was only hesitant yesterday. Now go! Get it for me please," Sheryl returned with a slight smile. She admitted that she had been oversensitive yesterday. But after hearing Isla's remarks, she figured it out and decided to finish the plan for Tarsan Corporation.

Basically, she had put lots of energy and time in it, and she would not let all her efforts went in vain.

"Since you desire to continue working on it, I will support you. I will get it and be right back soon," Isla responded with a grin. Beaming, she stared at the enthusiastic Sheryl, who was at her best again, ready to nail every project.

Sheryl had another hectic day. It was already past nine in the evening when she had managed to work out the scheme.

Though she couldn't avert her eyes from the working papers that were meticulously spread out on her table, she forced herself to reach for her phone and checked if there were notifications. And there she found that she had missed several calls from Charles. In that instant, she returned the call. "Hello, Charles, I am still in the office. I will be back soon."

"Why didn't you take my call, Sher?" Charles queried in a concerned tone.

"Oh, I muted my phone, so I didn't hear it ringing. I am sorry," Sheryl explained.

"I am currently in a meeting, and I might be home late. So if you are done with your work, you can go home first..." And there he paused.

Sheryl understood why he halted. Her eyebrows were knitted as she stressed, "Don't worry. I will not fight with Mom."

"Thank you, Sher. I mean it," he said sincerely. It took him time before his voice came through the other end of the line again. "I know you did nothing wrong. You suffered a lot, and I am really sorry about that."

Obviously, Charles was drunk, or he would not have had trouble speaking clearly. If it weren't for the alcohol, his voice couldn't have carried so much guilt.

"Charles, you have said that many times before. I know, and I don't blame you. So don't worry about me," Sheryl coaxed him. Her heart sank with how Charles talked so humbly. As he remained quiet, she simply said, "I have to go. Or else, Mom will get angry with me."

Unfortunately, who would have known that what Sheryl had said earlier would come true. When she returned home, she noticed Melissa was sitting like a statue in the living room alone, looking stern. She was neither watching TV nor playing on her phone.

"Mom, I am back," Sheryl pleasantly addressed her out of respect. After all, Melissa was an elder.

Charles' mother said nothing as if she hadn't heard anything. She didn't even cast a glance towards her daughter-in-law. She seemed to be ignoring Sheryl.

Melissa's indifferent attitude didn't surprise her at all. If the former acted in a friendly manner, she would definitely be taken aback. Taking a deep breath, Sheryl continued, "Mom, I am worn out after working overtime. I will be heading upstairs."

"Stop!" Melissa cried out as Sheryl was making her way up the stairs.

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