His Real Wedded Bride novel Chapter 1185

"I will go home later. You can leave," Sheryl replied absentmindedly, struggling to hide her emotions. She focused her gaze on the screen to distract herself.

However, Isla thought that Sheryl was acting strange. 'Even when she was busy with her work, she never spoke to me this way.'

Isla decided to talk to her instead of going home. She closed the door and took a seat in front of Sheryl who was pretending to focus on work. With a concerned look, she said, "What's going on, Sher? If you have something on your mind, you can share it with me. I will always be here for you."

Sheryl shifted her gaze from the screen to her friend. Gazing into Isla's sincere eyes, she didn't know how to mention all that had been happening.

Each time she tried to tell her about the photos, words froze on her lips.

'If Isla learned about it, she would go straight to Charles and reason with him regardless of my opposition.

The situation might go out of my control.

I might end up in a weird situation with Charles, ' Sheryl mused.

"I am all right, Isla. I'm just a little worn out. After I take care of the rest of this work, I will go straight home and get some good sleep. You'd better head home too," Sheryl said with a faint smile.

She hoped that her lie would convince Isla. That way, she wouldn't confront Charles.

"Are you really okay?" Isla asked, raising a brow in doubt. But when she looked at Sheryl's sincere face, she believed her words.

"Yes. If you don't have any appointment tonight, you can stay here and work extra hours with me. What do you say?" Sheryl asked deliberately as she sensed that Isla had begun to buy her story.

"I don't think so. My daughter is waiting to have dinner with me at home. Help yourself. I am not interested in playing with you here," Isla replied, shaking her head with a grin. 'I was buried in work all day. I don't need to work extra hours to prove that I am a hard-working employee, ' she thought.

Her quick reaction amused Sheryl. She burst into laughter.

"I got to go. Don't work too late," Isla urged. She had promised her daughter that she would take her out for dinner. Since Sheryl seemed to be fine, she had no intention of wasting more time at the office.

"Be careful on your way home. See you tomorrow." Sheryl drew in a deep breath as she watched Isla walking away. 'Thank God she didn't see through my lie.

I don't want her to worry about me now, ' she sighed.

Isla's footsteps faded. Only Sheryl's slow breaths could be heard in the spacious office.

And finally, she dropped all her defenses.

Sheryl burst out crying, her chest rising and falling rapidly. But to her surprise, there were no tears coming out of her eyes. She was emotionally destroyed.

As she was being overwhelmed by these negative feelings, her cell phone rang shattering the dead silence. Resting her eyes on her phone, she saw that it was from Charles. With a hesitant face, she stared at the screen. More than a minute passed and she didn't pick up the phone.