The Apple of My Eye novel Chapter 1545

Right at this moment, Nancy informed them that dinner was ready. And Charles began to walk Sheryl to the dining table, with his hand carefully wrapped around her waist. Sheryl sighed internally and permitted him to help her. She had to pretend that she was suffering an awful stomachache and had no energy to talk. In short, she told herself she was reaping what she had sown.

"Clark and Shirley had their supper before you arrived. They said they were starving so I let them eat. Now they must be studying in their room. It's just the two of us. So let's sit down and have our supper alone!" Sheryl hurriedly explained and patted the chair beside her when she noticed that Charles was expectantly waiting for the kids.

"Okay. I love having supper with you alone. We rarely get a chance these days," Charles said with a smile before sitting down.

Deep down, he couldn't wait to see Clark and Shirley. He hadn't seen them the whole day and missed their sweet faces. It was natural for a working father to crave seeing his kids. But he knew it wasn't right to voice his desire to see them. Instead, he wolfed his food down as quickly as possible and stood up immediately, nodding to Sheryl that he was going to the kids' room upstairs.

Sheryl, on the other hand, got anxious when she noticed he was heading towards their room. The last thing she wanted was for them to tell their father what happened at the hospital earlier today. Without thinking much, she went ahead to stop him.

"Please stop, Charles! They spent the whole day playing. And now finally they got some time to do their homework. Our girl is really falling behind in her school work. Please don't interrupt them. You can play with them later," she pleaded.

She then went forward and grabbed Charles' arm to stop him from leaving.

Even though Charles felt there was something weird about her behavior, he still obliged to his wife's request. He sat down again and took a cup of tea in his hands as his wife ate patiently. As if to break the silence, his phone began to buzz. He wasn't even done with the tea. He glanced at his phone and saw his assistant's name. The assistant reminded his boss of the upcoming teleconference. Charles then nodded at his wife, stood up and walked into his study.

As soon as Charles was out of sight, Nancy appeared from the kitchen. She complained in a concerned tone, "Sher, why didn't you tell Mr. Lu what happened at the hospital just now? Tolerance may bring you more trouble in the future."

When Sheryl took the kids back home this morning, Nancy had sensed that something was not right. Sheryl seemed absentminded, while Clark was upset. She noticed that Shirley's eyes were swollen, which meant she had cried. Finally, Nancy guessed that Melissa must have said something terrible. After speaking to Shirley, it turned out her suspicions were true.

Sheryl refused to utter a word about their experience at the hospital, but the kids would easily spill the beans. Even Nancy began to explode after Shirley told her what their grandma had said. It seemed that the lady only got wrinkles on her forehead as she grew older, but her heart was as hard as a stone. Such words were not supposed to come from an elderly woman, especially a grandma. This was when Nancy deciphered why the knots between Sheryl and her mother-in-law were hard to untie. But either way, Melissa shouldn't have said that in a public place. Every time Nancy thought about it, she had an urge to growl at that old woman.

Not knowing what to do, she just heaved a sigh and sat beside Sheryl.

Sheryl, on the other hand, had calmed down. She smiled at Nancy, overwhelmed by her sweetness. As she recalled now, Melissa must have hurled these hurting words deliberately at her then. She must have intended to provoke Sheryl. If Sheryl took the bait and got angry, then she would have quarreled with Charles when they met, which was what Melissa wished for.

"Nancy, it's not a secret that Melissa doesn't like me. I am not a bit surprised that she shouted at me in that manner. The only reason I felt awful was because the kids were there with me. I don't think they deserve to get mixed in this mess. If I told Charles, nothing good would come of it. It's his mother after all. This is why I have taken the decision to remain silent. I am doing this for the sake of our family," Sheryl explained clearly and logistically.

Nancy patted on her back. Now, what Sheryl was saying started to make sense. Yet it hurt Nancy to watch her suffer. Internally, she prayed that Sheryl would be rewarded for her kindness.

At the hospital, Melissa went to see Leila as soon as she got up and had her breakfast.

"Morning, Aunt Melissa. You shouldn't have come to visit me this early. You need to get as much rest as possible," Leila admonished her but with a smile. She rose from her bed, got off and came to welcome Melissa. Her injured arm was bandaged, but it didn't affect her daily living.

Melissa hurriedly stopped her and urged, "Take care! Don't act like a little girl!"

"It's alright. I'm fine. Look, I'm alive and kicking again!" Leila stretched her legs and the intact arm to prove she was telling the truth.

Melissa smiled at her childishness and let her be.

"Okay, I know. But it takes 100 days to completely recover from an injury to your muscles and bones. So you better take it easy," Melissa warned in a voice that was filled with concern.

Leila then stopped immediately and stuck out her tongue with a naughty smile.

The doctor entered the room as he was on his everyday round. After checking Leila and her medical record, he said, "Miss Zhang, congratulations! You can go home today."

Leila looked at Melissa with excitement and then her gaze shifted to the doctor.

"Are you serious? Thank you so much! It's all thanks to your efforts," she exclaimed.

The doctor nodded at her and then left the room. But soon gloom took over Leila, who was excited only a few seconds ago. She cast several glances stealthily at Melissa, who was helping her with her packing. But Melissa's expression didn't change. It seemed like nothing had happened.