The Apple of My Eye novel Chapter 1805

Isla's face turned gloomy as she said, "I'm still worried about Sheryl."

Aron nodded his head. He hugged her even tighter and smiled, trying to release her stress. He said, "It's not going to help even if you keep worrying. Why not go to sleep now and get some rest? Let's talk about it tomorrow."

"What if Leila bullies Sheryl?" Isla muttered, her brows stiff, and her eyes looked weary. Her mind was occupied by worries. How could she sleep now?

"Don't worry. Sheryl is not that gullible. She might look like she could be taken for a ride very easily, but she wouldn't just let anyone step on her. I am sure she will be able to handle it on her own. You must trust her." Aron knew that Isla's worries were not baseless. However, there was nothing much they could do at the moment. In fact, worrying about it would only end up creating a hassle for Isla, instead of bringing any positive outcome.

"You are right, Aron. You go to sleep now. I will wait for a while. If anything happens, Sheryl is going to call me. Don't worry about me." After Isla persuaded Aron to go to sleep, she walked to the balcony. She checked her phone screen repeatedly, hoping to receive a call from Sheryl.

On the cruise, Twilight, Leila had more or less recovered from the sprain, thanks to Charles, who had helped her by covering her ankle with ice.

Even though Leila was feeling much better, she pretended to be in acute pain just to keep Charles close with her.

"Charles, it hurts badly! What should I do?" Leila eyed Charles with a lot of pain in her eyes as if she was suffering substantially.

Charles inspected her foot and said coldly, "Your foot is fine now. The swelling is gone. Stay still. Don't move your foot. There's nothing seriously wrong."

"Then shall we go now?" Leila said as she looked at Charles with a worried face, skeptical that he would reject her.

"Just stay here for a moment. I still have to talk to the clients. I will come back after that," Charles said as he got up and took a couple of steps ahead.

"Charles, wait…"

Leila called out hurriedly. When Charles stopped and turned around, she put an embarrassed look on her face. She gave a smile and said, "Let me come with you then. After you finish, we can leave from there directly. You don't have to come back again."

"No. You can't walk now. Just stay here and wait for me!" Charles stated in a stern voice. Then he walked out of the room without giving Leila any time to respond.

Leila reached out her hand desperately, attempting to pull him back, but it was already too late.

Watching Charles taking brisk steps out of the room, Leila became infuriated. She smashed her hand on the mattress. A moment later, she slowly crept off the bed and walked out of the room.

'I'm not going to allow them to get back together! Never!' Leila reminded herself that she could not allow Charles to drift away from her so easily.

After Sheryl hung up the call with Isla, she thought of going to the forecastle. However, when she looked down, she saw a stain on her dress. 'Where did that come from?' she wondered.

Sheryl let out a sigh and decided to return to the toilet once again to clean the stain.

Just as she turned around, the shameless couple that she had encountered in the toilet crossed her mind. Immediately, she stopped herself as the very thought of them made her uncomfortable, and she did not want to witness their intimacy all over again. As she was dealing with the dilemma of whether to go to the toilet or not, the lift door opened in front of her, and a familiar figure stepped out of the lift, catching her attention. Within the bat of an eye, Charles had appeared in front of her.

She was taken aback by their sudden and unexpected rendezvous. This was the last person she was expecting to see here.

Suddenly, her eyes fell upon Charles' clothes, which were still not tidied up yet. Immediately, she remembered the couple she had just come across and considered, 'No wonder I found that man so familiar! It must have been him!

Then who was that woman? Could it have been Leila?' As Sheryl thought about it she felt heaviness in her heart.

Suddenly, she felt a sharp stinging pain in her heart as if it had been pierced by a sharp knife. As she stared at Charles, she could not conceal her emotions. Tears began to surface in her eyes and were about to trickle down her cheeks.