The Apple of My Eye novel Chapter 1964

"Give a message to Charles for me. If anything happens to Sheryl, I will never let him go for it," Isla voiced angrily, glaring at Melissa. Then she turned around in a hurry and left without looking back.

Melissa was left stunned, and she gazed in the direction Isla headed in for quite a time, with her body trembling in spite of herself.

She had never expected that things would develop and escalate this way. Squeezing her eyes shut, she wondered what exactly had happened.

Still, Melissa couldn't figure it out and gave up finally. And, of course, she was no longer in the mood for lunch anyway.

Instead, she headed back to the Dream Garden.

Melissa found Charles was sleeping on the couch as soon as she returned home.

She shook her head. Concern filled her as she noticed how exhausted Charles was.

"Charles, how's that thing going? How did you deal with that woman?" Melissa asked Charles in a gentle voice while sitting next to him.

"Mom, you are back." Charles instantly opened his eyes and glimpsed at Melissa. He forced a faint smile.

"How are you feeling? You don't look very well. Are you sick?"

Melissa had changed a lot since the last fatal accident. She was no longer overbearing, and now she was gentle and reasonable.

She was not intent on interfering in Charles' affairs anymore.

At the sight of Melissa, who was so worried about him, Charles felt sorry. He held her hand, gave it a small squeeze, and assured her, "Mom, I'm fine. Don't worry."

"How's that Vicky?" What Melissa most wanted to know was whether that woman was still harassing her son, so she couldn't help asking him.

Everything was supposed to go in the best way. But unexpected things always happened. Who was that woman? Was she the devil that God sent to punish the Lu Family?

Thinking of that, Melissa said to him, in a tone full of guilt, "Charles, it's all my fault. I made too many mistakes, and this is the punishment. But it shouldn't be you who takes the consequences,"

Melissa sobbed, her face covered with tears, and she was so regretful.

Charles hadn't seen Melissa behave like this before. It was the first time in years, and he didn't know how to console her at all.

"Charles, I'm so sorry. I will do anything to persuade Vicky to stop harassing you, so you can return to Sheryl," Melissa mumbled weakly.

Charles's heart sank as he heard Sheryl's name. He felt sad hearing it and almost had the illusion that his heart immediately stopped pounding.

"Mom, don't say that. It's not your fault. So stop blaming yourself." Charles helplessly stared at Melissa with his eyebrows knitted. He hoped she could stop overthinking.

"I met Isla earlier today. I guess Sheryl is not in good condition either given how she behaved. Otherwise, she wouldn't have been so angry." Melissa could vividly imagine how sad Sheryl was given how angry and feisty Isla behaved towards her earlier at their encounter.

"Mom, it will be all right. Don't worry. It's all under control. I can handle it properly," Charles looked determined as he soothingly coaxed Melissa.

"Really? You can handle it?" Melissa studied Charles's face suspiciously.

Melissa was trying to gauge his reaction, hoping to capture something unusual from Charles's eyes. But she discerned nothing, only confidence.

So Melissa decided to trust him, mentally noting that it was the best that she could do at the moment.

"Okay. I will rest at ease as long as you can handle it." Melissa swiftly wiped away her tears, not wanting Charles to worry more about her.

They continued chatting for a while before Charles asked Nancy to help Melissa to go upstairs.

As soon as his mother left, Charles sat alone in the living room again. He sighed as he started to wonder whether he could still solve this problem.