Sheryl was moved. She knew that what Charles had said was enough to show that she was the most important person to him.
"You just need to rest for now. You need your health back. I don't want you to worry about anything else." Sheryl just wanted Charles to rest so she changed the topic.
Meanwhile, Sheryl couldn't help but worry about what Charles had just said.
Would she and Charles have a future?
As she thought this over, a bitter smile appeared on her face.
Charles saw this so he asked in confusion, "Sher, what's wrong?"
"Nothing. I'm just thinking about all that's happened." As Sheryl spoke, there was a deep sadness in her eyes.
She didn't want to make things weird between her and Charles, so she didn't finish what she was going to say. She just wanted to move on from the past. The very least she could do was stay with Charles and talk with him—that was more than enough for her.
"Sher, you're keeping something from me. I'm your husband, and you can tell me anything. You can trust me. I'll listen to you," Charles said.
"I know..." Sheryl was touched, but she couldn't say anything. She lowered her head to conceal the tears in her eyes.
Her mind was racing. She was thinking of so many people and things. One of them was Leila. She couldn't believe how many terrible things Leila had done. Now that Charles had woken up, she wanted to tell him everything, but she decided against it.
Charles was just recovering. If she suddenly told him everything, it might set back his progress. If Sheryl exposed Leila, Melissa would definitely make a big deal out of it. Sheryl just didn't want Charles to go through that.
She also couldn't keep her mind off Lewis.
Even though Lewis had stopped already, it didn't mean that the media had stopped spreading the stories too. She also didn't want to keep any of that from Charles.
"Charles, there's something I have to tell you." Then Sheryl told him everything that Lewis had done and said to her. As she spoke, her voice was low and serious. By the time she had finished, she was pale as a sheet.
"Sher, what's the matter with you?" Charles noticed the change in Sheryl's demeanor. He reached out for her hand and grabbed it.
She trembled the minute Charles touched her hand.
"Ah, I'm fine," Sheryl said, forcing a smile.
Charles didn't press further when he saw that Sheryl didn't want to talk about it anymore.
"All right, it's great that you're fine." He didn't ask anymore, but he was suspicious. 'Did something terrible happen when I was in a coma?'
Sheryl lowered her head and continued to peel the apple. However, she couldn't keep Ferry off her mind, and it bothered her to no end.
"Charles, look, I've brought you some food to eat." Suddenly, they heard Melissa's voice.
Sheryl raised her head and looked at the door. Not only was Melissa at the door, but she had also brought Leila with her.
As soon as she saw Leila, her expression changed and she suddenly turned livid.
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