At Dream Garden
Although Charles slept in the bedroom, to him the bed seemed empty as he dozed alone for the whole night. Even though it was the same bed in the same room, somehow he felt different.
In the middle of his sleep, his arms reached out to hug Sheryl as usual. However, he only felt the blankets. He opened his eyes and stared into the darkness, lost in thought.
He tossed and turned for a while, unable to fall asleep. Frustrated, he sat up and stared at the closed door, hoping that Sheryl would open it and greet him with a smile like she always did.
Then again, it was only a wish. Sheryl was mad at him right now—why would she voluntarily come to him?
Charles mocked himself for being so naive. He then forced himself to sleep and get through the night.
Meanwhile in the guest bedroom, Sheryl also couldn't sleep.
Perhaps she felt sleepless because she wasn't accustomed to the bed.
'Damn it! I shouldn't have left the master bedroom to him! How could he accuse me of saying that? I'm so mad at him!' Sheryl thought angrily.
The more she thought about the whole thing, the more furious she got. She couldn't help but pound her fists on the bed, but the force made her hand ache painfully as well.
The psychological and physical pain Sheryl felt made her want to cry. Tears began to well up in her eyes, but she raised her head and blinked to stop them from falling.
If there was one good thing that could comfort her, she had two adorable children. She was never alone. Even if Charles thought wrongly of her, or if the whole world abandoned her, she was still the mother of their kids. They were her cute angels who could always cure her pain.
As Sheryl thought about them, she covered her whole body with the blanket and pretended that her children were sleeping with her. She must sleep right now! Tomorrow was another day, and another day always brought hope. She wouldn't be defeated so easily!
It was deathly silent at midnight, but it was disturbed when Melissa's door opened. She popped her head out first, then stealthily walked out as a smirk crept on her face.
It wasn't too long when she heard footsteps from the stairway. She opened the door to see who it was, and saw Sheryl heading to the other direction instead of her bedroom with Charles. If she was right, Sheryl went to the guest bedroom.
It could only mean one thing: something must've happened between Sheryl and Charles.
If so, where was Charles sleeping?
Melissa couldn't help but feel excited as she thought about it. She tiptoed towards the couple's shared bedroom, and heard some noises inside. Charles was in their own bedroom.
Melissa stood up and felt a surge of disbelief. So Charles indeed had a row with Sheryl?
About the things that she had told him this night?
Melissa was overjoyed as the result was beyond her expectation. She had never liked Sheryl, especially after the incident a while ago. She was sure that Sheryl was brewing mischief between her and her grandchildren. Sheryl wanted her kids to be alienated from their own grandmother. What a vicious bitch! Sheryl didn't deserve to be in the Lu family!
Melissa wanted to make sure that Sheryl and Charles really slept separately, so she stepped forward to the guest bedroom and pressed her ear against the door. She confirmed Sheryl was inside.
This was just GREAT!
A toothy smile spread on Melissa's lips in the dark. Ever since she was in this house, Charles and Sheryl always appeared to be the perfect couple. Charles was obsessed with this woman, but he neglected her, his own mother.
She had tried so many ways to separate them and create troubles between them, but they all failed. They still loved each other as usual. However, she was surprised that they grew apart this time.
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