On the other hand, the special nurse had witnessed Sheryl visiting her husband every night, which made her curious for the first few days, but eventually she got used to it.
Seeing Sheryl shedding tears as she was looking at Charles through the glass window, the nurse came over and comforted her. "Please, calm down, Ms. Xia. Mr. Lu is getting better. I'm not saying this just to ease your worry, but I check his physical parameters every day. He's doing great, and I believe that he will be waking up soon."
"Really? Oh, thank God!" Sheryl exclaimed in a low voice as she didn't want to bother others in the hospital. The gloomy expression on her face was gone with the help of the nurse's words. She held the nurse's hands and her eyes lit up like daylight.
The nurse was taken aback by Sheryl's sweet gesture as she had just said what she was supposed to say as her husband's nurse. She didn't expect any such touching reactions. She spared an embarrassing smile and said, "I'm serious. Please, be patient, Ms. Xia. I've got to go now. I need to change the dressing on his wound." The nurse patted the back of Sheryl's hand and then reclaimed her hand from Sheryl's grasp.
"Oh, please excuse me for my rudeness. Thank you for your kind and comforting words," Sheryl hurriedly apologized.
She felt like she was on cloud nine even after the nurse had left for a while. The feeling of recovering what one had previously lost was too hard to describe for her. She was impatient to see Charles open his eyes again and rekindle their past love.
Sheryl watched the nurse head inside the intensive care unit to redress Charles' wound. She held her breath and her eyes fixated attentively on the nurse's movements. For a moment, she wished she was the nurse so she could touch his face with her fingers. She suddenly smiled ridiculously, realizing her fantasy. She should appreciate that she could see him every day as she pleased.
Time passed, and Sheryl spent the entire night at the hospital.
When Sheryl woke up on the couch, the sun was already shining outside. The nurses and doctors had long ago started their day; while she was still fast asleep. Her body was so sore from sleeping in the wrong position, and she had to stretch now and then before lifting her arms to comb her hair with her fingers. Hardly had she sat straight than Melissa's voice reached her ears.
"What are you doing here?"
Melissa was having a chat with Leila as they walked in, but she spotted Sheryl's familiar figure. The smile on her face froze in an instant, and she couldn't control her temper, although it was still early on a supposedly good morning.
Sheryl just took her time and continued to tidy herself a little. Once she was ready to leave, she didn't take the trouble to cast even the smallest glance at them.
"What are you hurrying for? Are you scared of seeing me? Why do you bother to show up here over and over again? Don't you feel guilty?" Melissa started to sound hysterical as she snapped aggressively at Sheryl. Then she stopped right in front of Sheryl, preventing her from taking another step out of the situation.
Sheryl sighed hopelessly to herself. It was obvious that she had to say something, although she hadn't been prepared to encounter her mother-in-law. She then looked back quietly at Melissa and explained, "Mother, I'm here because Charles is here. He's my lawful husband. Besides, I don't think there is anything that can scare me away."
"Aha, it seems that someone doesn't know what she has done to actually show herself here. How ridiculous!" Leila sneered, crossed her arms in front of her chest and leaned against the wall near the door.
Sheryl's heart was sinking. Although she had no idea what they were talking about, she could clearly see that it must be something unfavorable to her.
Seeing Sheryl's confused look, Melissa turned to Leila and said in her coarse and annoying voice, "We shouldn't waste time on my son's nominal wife anymore, Leila. Since she has been determined to demand a divorce, I believe that she should rethink why she's here. Our opinions aren't important to her. Let's go!"
Sheryl became even more confused as she heard these statements that didn't make sense to her. She knitted her brows tightly without uttering another word.
Leila stepped forward and hooked Melissa's arm. Together, they shoved Sheryl aside and proceeded to Charles' ward like two peacocks strutting in their pride.
Sheryl heaved a sigh and decided to go to work first since she was unable to figure out what these two women referred to. She turned around and walked towards the elevator while she took out her phone to check whether there were any calls or messages that she missed overnight.
When she saw the rumors online, all of her confusion went away as it generally explained what the drama was all about. Instead of being annoyed by what she had read, she cracked a bitter smile first. She felt weak that she couldn't voice her own opinions, even if she had a hundred mouths to do so. Charles was in a coma, and as of this moment, the public had every reason to believe in all the misconceptions about her after seeing these photos.
Photos of her and Lewis had been taken and were posted online again. Sheryl wouldn't have given a damn before, but now the circulating story was different. The person who needed an explanation from her was lying in the hospital bed, and the public would pour dirty water onto this recovering man, too.
The photos and videos that circulated were striking because they showed that she was with Lewis, showing up together at the entrance of the hospital. To make things even more complicated, Melissa was lying on the ground in those photos. People would make a 100-episode TV series out of it because of the prominence of the people involved. From the video which was also posted online, it seemed that Lewis was the one who pushed Melissa to the ground. The public had already concluded with the use of these sources that Sheryl was cheating on her husband with another man which was Lewis. They waged a crusade against Sheryl and petitioned her to divorce Charles.
When Sheryl finally calmed down, she decided to think about what she should do next. However, her head was exploding as it was still filled with negative comments. She rubbed her temples to signal herself to think and left the hospital absentmindedly.
She went to work at Cloud Advertising Company, and was technically present but certainly absentminded and decided to shut herself in her office alone.
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