The Apple of My Eye novel Chapter 1725

Soon, Sheryl and the kids arrived at the kindergarten.

Charles was parked right next to the curb, so as soon as Sheryl's car pulled over, he saw them right away. Sheryl, however, didn't notice him because she was too preoccupied with the kids.

Sheryl's hands were full with one kid in each hand. They all headed towards the entrance of the school, which Charles had a pretty good view of.

He couldn't believe his eyes. His mouth was agape in disbelief.

Shirley wasn't missing. Melissa was right! Sheryl had just made up that story.

Charles couldn't get Melissa's words out of his head, even though he didn't want to believe that Sheryl was as bad as Melissa was saying.

Charles couldn't help but feel disappointed at Sheryl. He didn't know that Sheryl had turned into this kind of person, who'd do anything just to get what she wanted, even if that meant lying to people.

She was the one who asked for the divorce, but she also tried to make up stories about Leila. Why would she do that just to shame the woman who was also in love with Charles? 'Is she still the woman that I know and love?

Where's the innocent Sheryl that I've always known to be honest and independent?' Charles wondered.

Charles racked his brain on why he'd chosen to believe Sheryl before, even though she turned out to be lying.

Whose fault was it? What had happened to them?

Sheryl looked beautiful as usual, but to Charles, it didn't seem that way. He felt a twinge of pain in his chest as he watched her. He realized how stupid he was for falling for Sheryl when she'd just been making a fool out of him all this time.

Furious now, it took Charles everything not get out of his car and confront Sheryl in front of the kids. He was reasonable enough not to. He remained in his car instead.

Charles glared at Sheryl, who had her back to him. He was upset, angry, and miserable. He knew that the longer he stayed there, the more he wouldn't be able to control his temper. He slammed his foot on the gas and sped off.

The car roared as it drove off. It caught the attention of some of the people on the street, including Sheryl.

The roaring of the engine was enough to let everyone know that the driver was pretty pissed off. She frowned as she looked at the car.

She was surprised to find that it was Charles' car.

She'd seen and been driven this car way too many times. She'd know it from anywhere.

She scratched her head, confused.

'What's Charles doing here at this time of the day?' she wondered.

She was on her knees, saying goodbye to the kids when she casually glanced at the car. Just as she stood to get a better look, the car had already disappeared.

Sheryl was stunned. Charles obviously came here to see the kids, but if that was the case, why would he leave before he even saw them? Did something come up that was more important than seeing the kids?

"Mom, what's wrong?" Clark asked curiously when he saw his mother was in a daze, looking somewhere else. He tugged at her sleeve to get her attention.

"Um... Clark, I'm fine." Sheryl smiled. She turned and softly caressed his head.

"Hi, Clark and Shirley, good morning!" the teacher suddenly greeted them. It looked like she'd just sent in another group of kids. She walked towards them and hugged both of them as if she was really glad to see them.

"Miss Zhang, good morning," Sheryl responded politely. The kids also greeted her back.