Clark remained silent during the whole breakfast. The only time when he opened his mouth and said something was when Sheryl asked him questions. He seemed to be alienating Sheryl.
"I'll drive the kids to school this morning, will that be fine with you?" Sheryl offered and then turned to Joan. "Joan, please stay at home and clean the house while we're gone, alright?" "Yes, madam." Joan nodded and folded her hands in front of her.
Shirley was thrilled about the idea but Clark didn't seem interested at all. He silently climbed into the car with a blank expression on his face.
On their way to school, Shirley played and sang songs with Isla. They were having a jolly time, except for Clark who remained stone-faced throughout the whole trip.
Soon, they finally arrived at the kindergarten. Sheryl gave a nod to Isla, and she immediately understood. She took Shirley away, leaving Sheryl and Clark alone.
"Clark, is there something wrong?" Sheryl's confused eyes stared at Clark's emotionless ones. She couldn't understand why he was so alienating towards her lately. Was it because she was seldom home? Or maybe he was just stressed from school? She couldn't tell.
"Mom, is Dad going to leave us? Are you really going to be with Uncle Xu?" Clark's eyebrows furrowed as he blurted these questions out in frustration.
"Clark, what made you think that?!" Sheryl's eyes went wide with shock. She had never told her children what was going on between her and Charles. She wondered where that thought had come from.
Clark kept a straight face while looking at his mother. He was hesitant because of what he was going to say next.
"Clark, didn't I tell you that no matter what happened, you have to tell me?" Sheryl spoke sternly.
Clark gulped and gathered all of his courage. "Mom, is it true? There are pictures and videos all over the internet. I even saw them in the news."
When Clark mentioned about the news, his eyes started to well up. He tried his best to stop himself from crying. He lifted his head and awaited for Sheryl's response.
Sheryl's sternness was instantly replaced with gentleness. She hadn't realized that she had hurt the kids until Clark spoke up. She pulled Clark into her arms and kissed his forehead. "Clark, I guarantee you that what is on the Internet isn't true. Will you trust Mom on this?"
Clark exploded into tears the moment he was drawn into Sheryl's arms.
He sobbed and sobbed until he had gradually calmed down. Then he pulled himself away from Sheryl's grasp and looked at her with teary eyes. "Mom, I trust you. B-But... will Dad never wake up? Please, I want to visit him."
Clark's voice was hopeful. He secretly wished that Sheryl would say yes.
Sheryl was taken aback for a moment. She knew how Charles would want to see his children. But because of his current condition, she didn't have the heart to let the kids visit their father. If they knew, they would feel sad and heartbroken. Considering their tender ages, it would be too much for them to take.
Then Sheryl decided to tell a white lie. She thought that it would be best for now, so she said, "Clark, my son, don't believe what you read online. They're just making up stories. Dad is abroad because he has a lot of work to do. Don't worry. He'll be back in a few days. Once he's back, I'll ask him to take you and Shirley to the amusement park, okay?"
"Really, Mom?" Clark's eyes began to brighten as he smiled.
Upon seeing the smile on Clark's face, Sheryl felt that she'd done the right thing. She nodded, "Of course. When have I lied to you?"
"You have never lied to me, Mom!" Clark answered, elated.
Sheryl caressed Clark's head. "So, you'll trust Mom, right?"
"Yes! Sorry for doubting you and crying, Mom."
Clark replied.
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