His Real Wedded Bride novel Chapter 924

Holley knew that she couldn't weasel out of it today. She sneakily texted George to ask for help, then sat on the floor, and waited in fear.

Susan brought Charles to Chuck. Charles nodded when he saw Cary.

It was too unfriendly a scene for old friends who finally reunited. But the only thing Charles cared about now was Sheryl—he was not in the mood for courtesy.

"Mr.... Mr. Lu?!" Chuck didn't expect to see the man ever again. He stared at him, watching him walk over and swallowed nervously. He had already seen how cruelly Charles treated Holley. He was positive he was a dead man.

"What brings you here?" Chuck asked awkwardly.

Susan took a hateful glance at Chuck and then addressed Charles, "This guy took Sher away! It's him!"

"What? What are you talking about?" Chuck shuddered inwardly and tried to explain himself. His voice was anxious. "Mr. Lu, listen. I can explain..."

Sweat formed on Chuck's forehead, and the beads began to run into his brows. But Charles just wanted him to get to the point. He stared at Chuck sullenly and asked, "Where is she?"

"What? Who?" Chuck was stunned, not knowing exactly what he was asking. This poor man was totally freaked out.

"Where is she? I won't ask again." Charles repeated the question in a deep voice, on the brink of eruption. Only he knew how hard he was fighting to keep his composure.

"She..." Chuck mumbled. He took a glance at Charles and then at Cary, not knowing how to answer. They were both too powerful for him to anger. He didn't know which side he should choose.

When Chuck was hesitating, Cary spoke up. "She's in my room," he said.

When Charles heard Cary's answer, he was surprised. He didn't know what happened during that period. Before he could say anything, Cary took out his room card and gave it to Charles. "She's safe now."

"Thanks!" Charles replied briefly. He finally breathed a sigh of relief. They were good friends and he knew Cary, so he was quite sure that Cary could keep Sheryl safe.

"Wanna see her now?" Cary asked softly. "I'll take care of things here."

"Okay," Charles replied and left immediately. Susan followed him into Cary's room.

When he opened the door, he saw Sheryl quietly lying in the bed. He was visibly relieved with hunched shoulders. He rushed inside.

"Sher," he said gently, touching her face. "Sher. It's me." Charles tried to wake her up. Sheryl opened her eyes in a daze. When she recognized the man at her side, she smiled in a laid-back way. "Hey..." she said in greeting.

She struggled to sit up. However, she felt that all her strength had left her. She couldn't even raise her upper body. The next moment she fell back into the bed again.

Thank God the bed was soft enough. She was unhurt.

When Charles saw that, he went into panic mode. "What happened, Sher? You okay? You hurt?"

"I'm fine." Sheryl shook her head. "Holley drugged me. It's a side effect. It'll wear off soon."

While they talked, Susan started to sob by the bedside.