Charles frowned slightly and ignored Melissa's words. He passed Melissa and went to the children's bedroom. When he saw the door ajar, he peeked inside and saw that the children were already out of bed. Clark was helping Shirley put her clothes on.
"Good morning, Dad!" Clark greeted Charles with a smile when he saw his dad walk in.
"Dad! I had a nightmare last night. I dreamed of a monster..." Shirley started saying with fear in her eyes. She had just woken up, so her voice was hoarse. The first thing she wanted to do after having that nightmare was tell her dear father about it.
Charles tapped on their heads slightly and said with a wide smile, "Look at you! My clever children already know how to get up on their own. Good boy! Good girl! Especially you, Clark. You've learned to help your sister put on her clothes now."
"No, we didn't wake up on our own. Mom came and woke us up a while back, or we will still be sleeping now," Shirley said as she rubbed her sleepy eyes. She wasn't happy about getting up so early.
'Sheryl woke the kids up?' Charles thought, 'Where is she now? I didn't see her come this way.'
He turned around quickly and walked out the room. He needed to talk to Sheryl. He wanted to know if she was still mad at him.
Just as he was walking down the stairs, he saw Nancy coming up. When Nancy saw Charles, she greeted him with a gentle smile on her face, "Good morning, sir. Your breakfast is ready and is already served at the table. Sher asked me to help the children put on their clothes. She was worried that they might not be willing to get out of bed so—"
"Did you see Sher just now?" Charles interrupted Nancy.
"Yes, I saw her only a few moments back. She didn't have her breakfast. She said that she's got something to deal with at the office, so she left early," Nancy replied.
"Oh. All right," Charles said, frustrated. 'I didn't think that she would leave in such a hurry. She didn't even wait to have breakfast with me. I was right. She is still angry with me, and that's why she is avoiding me, ' Charles thought to himself bitterly.
Charles was actually far from the truth. Sheryl had only left early because she had some urgent business to attend to. She didn't want to wake Charles up, so she went away silently.
Nancy went upstairs to take care of the children and Charles went to the dining hall to have breakfast. He sat down and started to eat. While he was eating, he remembered that he had a meeting that morning. He was silently planning to go to Sheryl's company after the meeting to explain about the misunderstanding the night before when Melissa walked to the table.
"Mother, please sit down and have some breakfast," Charles said.
Although Melissa had done a lot of things which dissatisfied him, she was still his mother. That was something he could never change; he could only force himself to endure her. 'The tolerance I'm showing towards her is my filial piety, ' he thought to himself. He could do nothing about the sour relationship between Melissa and Sheryl. It was what it was.
Melissa walked towards him and looked at him with concern. "Don't be so worried. That woman is very good at taking care of herself. It's useless to be worried about her," Melissa said calmly. She poured herself a cup of coffee and took a sip.
Charles didn't care about anything she said. He knew that Melissa was bad-mouthing Sheryl on purpose. Instead of responding, he continued to read the newspaper in his hand.
Melissa threw a quick glance at Charles and saw that Charles was ignoring her completely. She was pissed off.
'What spell did that witch use on him? Why is it that whatever I say seems like utter nonsense to him? A thousand words from me doesn't even compare to a single word from her!' Melissa thought to herself angrily.
Melissa's face was filled with rage and all sorts of emotions, but she didn't notice the distortion in her expression because she was lost in her thoughts. But Charles saw her expression clearly and knew what she was thinking. He ignored her and remained silent on purpose.
"Charles, about what happened last night, that was all Sheryl's fault, but she never admitted it," Melissa started talking to Charles again, "She didn't apologize to you, and even thought that it was all your fault. How ridiculous is that? She had the guts to avoid you this morning and left without saying a word to anyone. Her attitude is even worse now. And you don't blame her for anything!" Melissa glared at him, trying to prove that she was only protecting her son from an evil woman.
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