His Real Wedded Bride novel Chapter 1354

Noticing that Sheryl was pushing him away harder and was struggling out of his arms, Charles held her tighter to comfort her.

"Sher, Shirley will be fine, so don't worry about it. You shouldn't sulk here by yourself. Listen to me. Take a deep breath to calm down. We can't suspect anyone if we don't have any convincing evidence. I know you worry about Shirley, and I do too. I have already sent my fellows to find her. Trust me, I will press them harder to find more clues."

"Charles, let me go! Shirley is waiting for me. I need to find our daughter. She is my life. What about you? Do you really love her?" Sheryl cried aloud, biting on Charles' arm to free herself. She was on the verge of breaking down. Tears streamed down her cheeks and dropped on his arms. Charles could even feel the heat of each teardrop.

Although he was feeling a sharp pain on his arm, Charles still held Sheryl tightly in his arms. He couldn't imagine what she would do if he let her go. Finding it out might not be the best idea.

Pushing Sheryl's head away with his other hand, Charles continued to persuade her. "Sher, don't be silly. You need to calm down so we can come up with a plan."

Obviously, Sheryl didn't hear what Charles had said. The only thing she wanted to do was rush out of the door to find Shirley.

Despite her complaining eyes, Charles still tried to stop her with all his strength. However, Sheryl's childish behavior finally worn out his patience. Out of impulse, he slapped Sheryl heavily across her face.

The contact made a very clear smacking sound. It was so hard that Sheryl started to question why Charles dared to hurt her. Her eyes were red, full of hatred and pain.

'This is the time I need him the most, but look at what he has done to me! He slapped me for Leila.' It was difficult for Sheryl to believe that Charles would hurt her for another woman. 'The only thing he wants to do is protect Leila. Shirley and I mean nothing to him, ' Sheryl thought. More than her throbbing cheek, the pain inside her heart made her speechless.

Charles was at a loss. He had never expected he would hit his lover one day.

"Sher, I'm sorry. I..." Charles apologized tensely. He intended to explain, but words failed him. Sheryl, who desperately closed her eyes, didn't want to listen to him anymore.

Sheryl felt dead inside. She knew she had no chance to leave this room because Charles would never let her go. So she finally gave up, walked towards the bed and intended to forget the pain by sleeping.

Charles followed her and sat on the side of the bed. Looking at Sheryl with concern, he said, "Sher, I'm really sorry. I truly didn't mean it. It was my fault. Please, forgive me."

But no matter what he said, Sheryl didn't respond to him anymore. She burrowed her face into a pillow to shut him out.

The day was long, but who would've thought the night would be longer.

A sudden ring of the phone broke the dead silence around midnight. Charles, who kept awake all the time, found it was a stranger calling. He had a strong feeling that the call was about Shirley.

Without any hesitation, Charles picked up the phone. "Hello. Who are you?"

A sullen voice rang into Charles' ears. "Mr. Lu, you don't need to know who I am. The only thing you need to know is that I have your precious daughter. Are you afraid now?"