The next day ushered in the morning sun against the sky that was an unbroken backdrop of blue.
Sheryl stretched out her arms. She lay in bed with her eyes closed, mentally preparing herself to start the day. A few moments later, she heard Joan's footsteps. Joan was moving softly from her room toward the kitchen. The day in their new home had started out just like any other day. Sheryl got up and dragged herself to the bathroom. Standing in front of the mirror, she yawned and then washed her face with cold water. She needed to put on lots of makeup in order to hide her pale complexion from people. She made sure her public facade was flawless before finally going out.
"Are you heading out now, Ms. Xia? Breakfast will be ready in one minute!" Joan asked when she spotted Sheryl trotting to the door with her purse clutched in her hand.
Sheryl stopped and nodded at her with a smile. "I'm in a hurry, Joan. Please take care of the kids for me and send them to school on time. If they ask about me, just tell them that I have a deadline to take care of!"
Deep down in her heart, Sheryl blamed herself. She had only been focusing on how to get a divorce from Charles in the past few days, consequently neglecting the kids. She felt guilty for not kissing them goodbye in the morning, swearing to herself that she would make it up to them as soon as she was done with Charles.
"Of course, Ms. Xia. Please don't worry. Everything will be fine," Joan replied and sent her to the door.
Sheryl bid farewell to Joan and walked toward the elevator. Suddenly, she felt a sharp pain shoot up the sole of her foot. She had to slow down even before she could reach the elevator. Looking at her foot, she heaved a sigh. Soon, it became apparent to her that it would take longer than she had initially anticipated for it to get better.
"Sheryl! Here!" She heard someone call out her name the moment she stepped out of the building.
Sheryl turned around and found Lewis running toward her.
What a surprise! Knitting her eyebrows together, Sheryl wondered why he was here. The thought that he had been waiting here for her gave her an even bigger headache.
"Good morning! How's your foot now? Are you feeling better?" Lewis asked before she could even say anything else.
When he noticed Sheryl's confusion, he cracked a wide smile and said, "Since I was the one who dropped you home last night, I'm obligated to pick you up and take you to work today. Also, you don't have a car and your foot isn't looking too good. Please don't turn me down."
Lewis' words were quite convincing. Although Sheryl wanted to go to work by herself, she knew that she would be putting her injured foot at risk as she didn't have her car with her. She was reluctant to go with Lewis, but it felt like she had no reason to turn down his kindness.
"This way please!" Lewis reached out, attempting to lead Sheryl to his car.
Sheryl maintained distance from him and politely said, "Thank you for your consideration, Mr. Xu. My foot is fine and I can walk."
She cast a quick glance at her foot and nodded at him in assurance. It felt awkward to be so informal with a business partner.
Lewis smiled and drew his hand back. He stepped forward, opened the door and closed it right after Sheryl got inside.
He scuttled into the driver's seat and started the car. Sheryl kept talking about their cooperation on their way, deliberately bypassing any chance for a conversation on personal affairs.
Before long, they arrived at the building where Cloud Advertising Company was based.
"Thank you, Mr. Xu. Please drop me off here. Isla and I will arrange a business dinner when you are available, for your kind favor at this time and our cooperation in the last few years," Sheryl said sincerely, implying that she only regarded Lewis as a business partner.
"Okay! I'll wait for your call!" Lewis replied briskly. This was a good start for Lewis. He didn't mind waiting patiently for the day when Sheryl would start to look at him in a different light.
Sheryl got out of the car and stood there until Lewis drove away. She walked inside after a while, but hardly had she taken a few steps when she was taken aback by a sudden pat on her shoulder.
She turned to look and found a wide, mischievous smile on Isla's face. Isla winked at her and raised one eyebrow, not saying a word.
Sheryl sighed inwardly and stared back at her, feigning annoyance.
"It seems you were right about Lewis. He took me home last night and picked me up this morning. I think he's paying me too much attention. I'm afraid you'll need to deal with his cases later!"
Sheryl shot Isla an innocent look, making Isla feel that she was obligated to get Sheryl out of this.
Isla stood on the spot, hesitating to say anything for a moment as she wondered what was going on. But Sheryl kept walking, as if she had just rid herself of big trouble.
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