The Apple of My Eye novel Chapter 1550

"Nancy, help me pack the children's clothes," Sheryl reminded Nancy as she saw Nancy was doing nothing. She raised her voice and asked, "Nancy, what are you doing? Never mind. I'll just do it myself." Nancy heaved a sigh and went to find Clark and Shirley. Nancy was completely indecisive at the moment. She could not understand how to prevent the situation from going from bad to worse.

Inside the kids' bedroom, Clark and Shirley had heard their mother scream just a while back. Their eyes met. Shirley was so frightened that she held her brother's hand. She lowered her voice and asked in a trembling voice, "Clark, did Mom just fight with Dad?"

"Don't worry. It'll be okay. Nothing is wrong. I guess they were just discussing some problems. Mom will come upstairs soon. Mom and Dad will never have a fight!" Right after Clark finished his words, Nancy came in.

Without exchanging a single word, Nancy directed the children to the bathroom and asked them to wash their faces. Clark could feel the tension in the air.

By the time Clark and Shirley had finished washing their faces, Sheryl and Nancy had put the luggage on top of the trunk.

"Clark and Shirley, come, let's go!" One look at his mother's face and Clark understood that something was not right. Sheryl's eyes had become swollen and red because of sadness. Clark's heart sank when he saw that.

"Mom, Clark and I don't need to go to school today. Where are we going? And why all this luggage?" Shirley smiled and asked innocently. She seemed to have forgotten Sheryl's heartbreaking scream this morning.

Sheryl squatted and caressed Shirley's braids. Sheryl forced a smile and lied, "I'm taking you two to an exciting place. What do you think?"

"Great!" Shirley was just too innocent as a child. Completely oblivious to what had happened, she was very easy to trick. Without any suspicion, she followed Sheryl and walked out of the mansion.

Clark remained silent and followed Sheryl too. When he walked to the door, he turned around but couldn't see his dad. The absence of Charles made him sad. Clark was a sensitive child. He could sense something was wrong with his parents. And Charles not showing up confirmed his suspicions and intensified his worry.

Nancy was standing at the door and looking at Sheryl with nervous eyes. Nancy looked back inside the house from time to time. Actually, she went upstairs to find Charles just a moment ago. But she was stopped by Melissa at the door of his bedroom.

"Charles is taking a shower. You can leave a message with me. I will tell him." Melissa had seen Sheryl packing her luggage. It was such a heartwarming scene for her. She was so thrilled that she even wanted to help Sheryl pack her luggage. What she aspired to for such a long time was finally happening in this house. Melissa's dream had finally come true albeit a little late. Melissa hoped that Sheryl just left the house and went away forever. The sooner, the better.

"Mrs. Lu, Sher is leaving the house with the children. I need to tell this to Mr. Lu." Nancy nodded at Melissa and tried to walk into the master bedroom.

But Melissa stopped her once again and pulled the door closed.

"Charles and Leila are in the bedroom. What do you want to do in there? Let Sheryl do whatever she wants. No one wants her to stay in this house anyway. Whom is she trying to threaten by running away from home?" Melissa rolled her eyes at Nancy. Nancy stared back at Melissa, dumbfounded by her heartlessness.

Realizing there was no way to reach Charles, Nancy stamped her feet and decided to go downstairs to stop Sheryl.

"Sher, please don't be in such a hurry. You and Mr. Lu can talk this over face-to-face. I am sure there has been some misunderstanding," Nancy held Sheryl's hands and requested.

Sheryl took a glance at the balcony on the second floor. She took a last glance at the place that used to be her room—her love-nest that she and Charles had created with so much love. But today, it seemed that her hearth and her home had shut every door in her face. It no longer held any place for her. Their world came tumbling down in front of her and she could do nothing.

'Charles, if you really love me, why don't you come downstairs to stop me? What are you doing up there with Leila? Was I wrong to have believed you in the first place? Was our marriage a mistake?' Sheryl thought to herself.

Sheryl's eyes welled up and she was almost about to break down, but she managed to control herself. She forced a smile and heaved a sigh as if she lifted very heavy weight off her chest. "Nancy, certain things are just not meant to be. Take care of yourself after I leave. I will miss you!"

Sheryl then shook off Nancy's hands gently and drove away.

Clark rolled down the window and kept gazed at the mansion behind him which was fading away. He had a terrible feeling. Somehow the absence of Charles felt like a bad omen that had befallen them. He could not express it in so many words, yet he figured out what was going on. When he couldn't see the mansion anymore, Clark asked Sheryl, "Mom, are we leaving Dad?"

"Dad left Mom," Sheryl muttered.