The Apple of My Eye novel Chapter 1565

"Yes, sir!" Barrett saluted before walking out.

Sheryl knew the police were just doing their job but she couldn't just leave Nick and Cassie here. Who knew what kind of torture they would go through if they stayed here?

Her mind was in shambles but she needed to think of a way to solve this. She shook her head in frustration and entered the visiting room.

Tears welled up in her eyes once she saw Nick and Cassie. However, she had to hold it in. She was the only one they could count on right now. She needed to remain strong for them. "Don't worry. I promise to get you out of here. Just hold on, okay?" she told them, her voice breaking in anguish.

Cassie grabbed Sheryl's hand in desperation. "Sher, please help me. This place is hell. I don't want to stay here anymore," she murmured tearfully, her entire body shaking in fear and anxiety.

Sheryl understood what Cassie meant by "hell". She too couldn't bear to stay here any longer and she couldn't imagine just what horror Cassie would have to go through being held here.

Sheryl swallowed and took her hand from Cassie's grasp. "I will," she said, standing up quickly and walking away.

She couldn't bear it, being in that sort of place and watching Nick and Cassie suffer. It was suffocating and heartbreaking at the same time. She needed to leave. She needed to act.

She knew she had now run out of options. The only person who could help her now was Charles.

It was a hard decision to make but what else could she do? He was the only one who could help save Nick and she only hoped he wouldn't turn her down considering what they had been through in the past days.

Taking a deep breath, Sheryl hardened her resolve and headed for the Dream Garden.

The tall, imposing front doors stood before her. Sheryl wanted to just forget everything and get out of there but her desperation forced her to raise her hand and knock.

The door opened, revealing a shocked Nancy, who stood with her mouth wide open at the sight of Sheryl.

"Sher?" she said, reaching out to hold her hand as if to ensure that Sheryl was indeed real.

Sheryl smiled in embarrassment. "It's me. How have you been, Nancy?"

Just before Nancy could answer, a sharp voice called out from the inside. "Nancy, who is it?"

Nancy visibly stiffened at Melissa's voice, but was not given a chance to respond.

"Sheryl?"

Melissa said in obvious displeasure, quickening her pace towards the door.

'Why is this bitch here?' Melissa thought to herself.

"What are you doing here?" Melissa asked Sheryl. No matter what, she must not let Sheryl enter the house.

Of course, Sheryl would never barge in uninvited. She didn't even want to be here in the first place. The only reason she came was because of Nick.

"I'm looking for Charles. Is he home?" Sheryl asked coldly, trying to keep her voice stable.

However, another newcomer arrived, further worsening the situation. Leila appeared by Melissa's side and sneered coldly at Sheryl.

"Sheryl? What are you doing here? Weren't you the one who left the house? Are you regretting it now? Are you, perhaps, here to win Charles back?" Leila paused and let out a high pitched laugh. "Listen, what's done is done. What do you take Charles for? You don't own him and you can't just come and go as you please." The way Leila mocked her was very reminiscent of Melissa. People would think the two were flesh and blood, cut from the same high and mighty fabric that loved to look down upon others.

Melissa crossed her arms and angrily started yelling, "I'm very angry to see you here right now Sheryl! You'd better leave or I will call the police!"

she warned, forgetting her dignified air and choosing to be hostile.

Sheryl sighed. "Is Charles home or not?" she asked.

"He isn't home! Now get the hell out of my place!" Melissa yelled, pushing Sheryl roughly away from the door.