Her Revenge Was His Regret (Shirley and Gilbert) novel Chapter 296

Lucas, as usual, showed nothing—no reaction at all.

Sherry's room was next to his. She'd slowed down, letting them get ahead.

When she reached her door, ready to crash, someone grabbed her from another room and tried to pull her inside.

But at the doorway, he still couldn't drag her inside.

With force like his, no average woman could stand there rock steady.

Unless someone else was helping her?

He glanced back. Sherry was staring at him, alone.

Her eyes promised death if he tried anything else.

And there was no one else here. Just him. And he couldn't move her?

"What do you want?" Sherry's strength had come back, thanks to Lucas feeding her properly.

Kurt dropped the puzzled look and decided on honesty. "I heard everything from Julia."

Sherry raised an eyebrow.

Julia worked fast. One dinner, and she'd already gotten to him.

"Sherry, remember that time on a Seaseat City street? You saved a little boy?"

The non-sequitur threw her, but yeah, she remembered.

"I've been looking for you ever since. Can we talk inside?"

Back then, Sherry had been young herself.

The boy was younger—slow to develop, maybe a few years behind her, about the same age gap as her and Lucas.

He'd been standing in the middle of the road like an idiot, his older siblings laughing at him from the curb.

A car was coming. The driver was lying on the horn—something was wrong with the brakes.

The older kids saw but did nothing. Sherry ran into traffic and pulled him to safety.

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