The Apple of My Eye novel Chapter 1793

"Isla, it's Sheryl's life, not yours. Did you even ask her if she really wants to go, knowing that she would see that?"

Aron was a decent man. As much as he loved Isla, he didn't want her to do something like this.

"What do you mean? Do you not know what kind of relationship I have with Sheryl? Do you want me to do nothing, while she gets her heart broken, and Charles is off being happy with another woman?" Isla roared.

He didn't expect her to get this angry, so he was at a loss as to what to do or say.

"I just can't stand to see that, Aron. I can't! Someone else forced Sheryl to leave Charles. Do you know what she's going through right now? And what does Charles do? He refuses to sign the divorce papers, while he's in some weird relationship with Leila. If I don't make Sheryl see for herself, her life will just get ruined!"

Isla said in one breath. She wasn't even sure if she was right because she knew that Charles loved Sheryl.

Still, she was confused. 'If you love someone, would you hurt them?'

She simply couldn't understand, so she finally decided that Sheryl deserved to know.

"I didn't say that your decision was wrong. I just think that you should first ask Sheryl if she wants to know. Maybe she already knows, and she's just not telling you," Aron said seriously. He noticed that Isla was relieved after letting all that out.

Isla didn't respond further. She knew Aron was right, but she'd already decided, and that was it.

"Let's go home,"

she said slowly after a long pause. Then she turned her head and looked out the window. A thick silence fell upon them.

Aron just sighed as he started to drive.

At that moment, Sheryl was clueless about everything. She was at home preparing for her trip to Malaysia the following day. Even though it was just going to be a quick trip for two days, she still needed to prepare.

When she was done, she intended to spend time with her kids, but they were already asleep.

She decided to get to bed too.

At Isla's home

Things between Aron and Isla were still tense. More specifically, Isla was mad at Aron.

"Isla, why don't you drink some milk?" Aron broke the silence.

Since Aron had seemingly conceded, Isla decided to let it go already. She received the glass of milk and took a sip, smiling. "Wow, this tastes so good."

Aron fondly caressed her hair. "Sleep well."

"Okay."

They had finally made up. However, when Isla turned off the light so they could go to sleep already, Aron suddenly remembered something that made him nervous.

"Isla, by the way, when you said that someone forced Sheryl into divorcing Charles, what did you mean by that?" he asked casually.

Isla's heartbeat quickened. 'Damn it, ' she thought to herself.