The Apple of My Eye novel Chapter 1660

Sheryl had an important meeting the next day, so she had to go back to the company.

As soon as she reached the building, she saw Lewis.

Lewis had also heard that Charles had woken up. On the one hand, he knew that Sheryl was glad, so he felt happy for her; but on the other hand, he realized that his chances with her had gotten slimmer.

He had hung out around the hospital all this time in the hope that he could, by chance see Sheryl, and check if she was well; even though, he wasn't sure that she wanted to see him.

Lewis didn't dare to look for Sheryl more than that, because he knew he couldn't control himself if he saw her. He wanted her to be his woman, but there was nothing he could do.

As usual, he decided to go out and drink in defeat.

He had drunk a lot of liquor, but he couldn't shake off his worries. Instead, he missed Sheryl even more.

Lewis drove to the building of Cloud Advertising Company, and unexpectedly, God showed him mercy, and he actually met Sheryl when he arrived there.

"Sheryl?" Lewis was overjoyed and walked over to her.

Sheryl was confused as to why Lewis was there. When he approached her, she could smell the alcohol on him.

"Have you been drinking?" Sheryl looked up at Lewis and asked this with a blank expression.

"Hmm, I could only work up the courage to come find you after getting drunk," he admitted. Lewis couldn't stand steadily and stumbled when he walked up to Sheryl.

Sheryl saw this and was afraid that Lewis would fall without help.

"You should go home now. It's late," Sheryl said but didn't move to support Lewis. She didn't want to be nice to him, because she worried that he would misunderstand her kindness and assume it was affection.

"Sheryl, do you know why I chose to give you up?" Lewis said half to himself while looking at Sheryl. He didn't care if she was listening or not, or even what she would say.

"I'm sorry for you, but I really want to be with you still." With sorrow in his eyes, Lewis raised his hand and tried to touch Sheryl's face.

Sheryl instinctively stepped back to avoid him.

"I have something to do. I have to go now." Sheryl glanced at Lewis indifferently before she turned and entered the building.

She thought if she ignored him, Lewis would give up, but she was wrong. Lewis didn't give up and caught up with her before suddenly grabbing her from behind and holding her in his arms.

"Sheryl, will you be my woman?" Lewis hugged Sheryl tightly and was afraid that she would push him away.

"Lewis, let me go. Don't make me hate you." Sheryl summoned all her strength and tried to push Lewis away, but she couldn't.

The words "hate you" made Lewis sober up a bit.

He shook his head immediately and let Sheryl go. Then he looked at Sheryl in embarrassment and gave her an apologetic smile, saying, "I'm sorry. I... I'm drunk and that was stupid of me."

"Forget it, just go back home now--I have to work." Without looking at Lewis, Sheryl turned to leave.

If Lewis wasn't drunk, Sheryl would probably have slapped him through the face.

She straightened her clothes and went upstairs.

Lewis didn't chase her this time, but still watched blankly from behind her as she left. There was a sad smile on his face.

'Sheryl, why won't you give me a chance?' he wondered to himself.

The next day things carried on.

In the hospital, Leila went to Charles' room early in the morning.

"Charles, would you like to eat some fruit? I'll peel an orange for you to eat, okay?" Leila stood in front of Charles, attentively as usual, but Charles didn't even glance at her.

Charles turned a deaf ear to Leila's question, which aimed to please him on purpose, and just stared at the tablet in his hands as if there was nobody around him.