The Apple of My Eye novel Chapter 1947

Charles was amused by Clark. He put him down before he walked up to Sheryl. Without saying a word, he pulled Sheryl into his arms. Sheryl tried hard to wriggle free from his grasp.

"What are you doing, Charles? The kids are watching!"

"You're my wife. I don't think there is anything wrong with my actions." Sheryl's denial only urged Charles to hold her tighter. He had missed her so much. No matter what she said, Charles didn't have the heart to let her go.

"Let go of me!"

Sheryl commanded, once again. He was making her extremely uncomfortable. 'What does he think he is doing? I can't just forget the past. I won't allow him to act as if nothing has happened. There is no way we are going back to normal!' Sheryl thought to herself with determination. Unless and until she was sure that she and Charles wouldn't go through another breakup, she wouldn't go back to the Lu Family. She was very well aware that she couldn't take another humiliation.

"Fine! If that's what you want." Charles reluctantly let go of Sheryl as he could see she was getting upset.

Sheryl walked away from Charles, letting out a sigh of relief. Earlier, under his control, she had felt suffocated.

"Clark, go ask your sister to come downstairs. Breakfast is ready," Sheryl ordered Clark as she walked to the kitchen.

In the following days, Sheryl couldn't avoid Charles, no matter how hard she tried. Somehow, she tolerated his presence.

Tonight was party night. Charles had come to her house to prepare for it quite early.

It was the first time Sheryl had seen Charles become so invested in the preparations for a function. Throughout the day, he looked enthusiastic. Nobody would have guessed that he was the president of the Shining Company. Sheryl couldn't help but soften her heart towards him.

"Charles, what will David say if he sees you like this?" Sheryl teased Charles, smiling.

Charles was at a loss for words when he saw Sheryl's smile. He couldn't remember the last time he had seen her smile.

Being stared at by Charles like this, Sheryl started to feel embarrassed. She realized she had let her guard down. To rectify her mistake, she looked away.

At 6 pm sharp, Sheryl glanced at Charles.

"I did not invite you to my party tonight," she said, urging him to leave.

Charles didn't argue with Sheryl. He said goodbye to the kids and left the mansion.

His reaction left her a bit confused. From what she knew, Charles wasn't the kind to give up so easily. 'What happened to Charles?' she wondered.

Realizing she didn't have time to dwell on such thoughts, Sheryl shook off this thought. 'Maybe he's just too tired, ' she told herself and left the matter.

Going to her room, she dressed in a black evening dress, which displayed her hourglass figure perfectly. Even without any effort, Sheryl was very charming. But once she showed up in this elegant dress, she immediately caught everyone's attention.

Everyone came to talk to her since she was the hostess of the party.

Sheryl greeted everyone with a smile. But she caught sight of her kids constantly looking at the door. It seemed like they weren't enjoying the event. So she walked to them and caressed Shirley's head, asking, "Shirley, what's wrong?"

"Nothing is wrong, Mom. Why do you ask?" Clark answered, trying to hide his emotions.

"Well, if nothing is wrong, why are you two standing near the door instead of going inside and enjoying the party? All your friends are over there. Go and join them!" ordered Sheryl. She then grabbed her children's hands as she wanted to walk them to the living room.

Clark pulled back his hand. He shook his head and said to Sheryl, "Mom, Jackson isn't here yet. We're waiting for Jackson!"

"Jackson?" Sheryl's confusion only intensified when she heard Clark's reply. She turned around and pointed her fingers at Jackson. "What are you talking about, Clark? Isn't that Jackson? He's already here!"

"Mom, can't you just leave us alone?" Shirley pouted and complained to Sheryl. She seemed a bit disappointed.

Shaking her head, Sheryl walked away.

At this moment, a man walked towards the mansion. Clark and Shirley's sad faces had lit up with smiles on seeing him. But when the man came closer, the smiles on their faces disappeared.

They had mistaken him for Charles. However, once he came close, they realized it wasn't him.

"Uncle Li, you're here!" Although Clark didn't like Damian, he still greeted him politely.

"Clark, Shirley, here are your gifts." Damian looked at the two children and pinched their faces, smiling brightly.