The Apple of My Eye novel Chapter 1489

Seeing Charles' confusion, Clark explained, "Dad, Grandma said Mom was a bitch."

Charles' face turned gloomy immediately.

How could Melissa say such a thing about his daughter and her granddaughter? People shouldn't be treating children this way.

"Dad, what does that mean?" Clark asked. He remembered Melissa's words clearly but he was too young to understand them.

In order not to hurt his children's feelings, Charles lied, "Grandma's getting old and she's not making sense. Just forget it. Okay?"

"I am going to ask Mom what that means, if you won't tell me. I bet Mom knows," Shirley said.

Shirley's words worried Charles. Lately, Sheryl and Melissa were starting to get along better. If his wife found out what Melissa had said about Shirley, she would be upset.

So Charles didn't want Shirley to go to Sheryl. "Please don't bother Mom with this. She has had a busy day today and she doesn't need to know. Can you wash your face and then go to bed?"

"But Mom isn't home yet. I want to wait for Mom…" Shirley didn't want to sleep without seeing her mother come back home. She turned to look at the door, wondering where she was.

Clark took his sister's hand. "Let's go, Shirley. Mom's not going to be home for a while. If she finds out we're still awake when she gets home, she'll get mad."

"Okay. I'll ask her tomorrow." Shirley turned away from the door reluctantly.

"Good night, Dad."

"Good night, sweeties."

When the kids disappeared upstairs, Charles' smile disappeared. He stood up after some thought and went up to knock on Melissa's door.

"What now?" Melissa's voice came from inside. She was annoyed that Charles had listened to Sheryl and cut off her allowance.

"Mom, can I come in?" Charles tried to keep calm.

"This is your house. Do I have the right to say no?" Melissa sneered.

Charles walked into her bedroom and looked around. It was exactly the same as before. The closet, the table and chairs were extravagant. Melissa's style.

"Out with it," Melissa snapped impatiently.

She wasn't going to hold back her anger towards her son. He had already cut her allowance. What else could she lose?

"Mom, were you mad at Shirley tonight?" Charles decided not to ask the question that he wanted to ask right away. Maybe it would be better if he worked his way to it.

Hearing Charles' question, Melissa realized immediately that Clark and Shirley reported it to Charles. Clark and Shirley used to be cute. No doubt, it was because of Sheryl that the kids knew how to talk back to their elders and complain. Her hatred for Sheryl grew stronger.

Melissa's face turned dreary. "So? I can't even teach my grandchildren now? They said something really rude to me, so I taught them a lesson. I don't think I've done anything wrong."