Having bled quite a lot from cutting her wrist, Melissa was advised to stay in the hospital under observation for several more days.
As it was arranged that Nancy would stay and take care of her, Charles and Sheryl were able to head back to Dream Garden.
"Sheryl, I think we need to have a talk." Charles said as soon as they entered the room.
It was notable that he called her Sheryl, not Sher.
His words were in a tone he had never used with her before—cold and distant.
"What do you want to talk about?"
Knowing that Melissa must have said something to poison Charles against her, she dreaded the conversation.
"Sheryl, I'm not stupid. I know that my mom treated you badly at first, but she is your elder. You don't need to hold such a grudge against her because of her mere words."
As he said it, he looked right into Sheryl's eyes.
When he planned what he was going to say to her, he was expecting Sheryl to sincerely apologize to him and his mother. If she could do that, he would overlook her mistakes and continue to stay with her.
However, he never would have imagined Sheryl's expression to twist into one of contempt as she said, "So, you believe your mother?"
"Sheryl, I'd like to believe you and stay on your side…and I've done so these days. But what did I get for my trust? My mom was within an inch of her life."
There was resentment in Charles' voice as he said it.
Not knowing what to do, he felt bleak.
"Now that you've spoken to her…how do I tell you that your mother's actions were no fault of mine? You wouldn't believe what I say, would you?"
At that point, Sheryl abandoned all hope.
In order to drive Sheryl out of Dream Garden, Melissa was indeed working hard.
But Sheryl still couldn't understand why Melissa was always targetting her.
"Well, why didn't you care about my mother's self-esteem when you treated her with your head held high? How could you not care about her grief?"
Sheryl's tough attitude was pushing Charles' anger further.
"You really believe she took her own life because she was mad at me? Because I was supposedly bullying her?" she said indignantly.
"What? Isn't that the case? Are you trying to tell me that my mother tried to take her own life just to frame you?"
No response followed. At that moment, Sheryl was speechless.
'Yes, nobody would believe that Melissa framed her daughter-in-law at the cost of her own life. Nobody!
Nobody would believe it, ' Sheryl thought.
"Why aren't you saying anything? You can tell me about it and let me tell apart the differences between your words and my mom's." The longer he looked at Sheryl in silence, the more his annoyance heightened.
"It doesn't matter what I say. You've already chosen what to believe," was all she said. At that point, Sheryl decided to ignore Charles all together. Instead of continuing the argument, she lay down on the bed and shut her eyes.
"Sheryl, get up!" he angrily demanded. Though problems hadn't been solved, Sheryl refused to deal with him. How could he treat her like this?
"I'm sleepy. You can talk to me tomorrow."
"Sheryl! Are you running away? Do you really think that escaping is the way to handle this? I really had no idea you would turn out this way," he barked at her. The situation was driving him into hysterics.
Hearing Charles raise his voice, Sheryl couldn't help but start tearing up. Though she understood that he would feel confused and have questions for her, she couldn't handle the fact that he didn't believe in her at all.
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