The Apple of My Eye novel Chapter 2001

"Even when you've left someone, it isn't easy to erase his memories from your life. Don't you agree?" Sheryl opened up to Isla, knowing it wouldn't do any good to hide the truth.

Also, she had come to realize it wasn't right to hide her emotions. After all, it was human nature to feel this way.

"Do you think you will ever be able to completely recover from this relationship?" Holding Sheryl's hand tighter, Isla eyed her with worry.

Sheryl was surprised by Isla's question. Shaking her head helplessly, she answered, "Isla, I have recovered already. If I hadn't, do you think it would be possible for me to smile? No. I am over it, but the memories might stay for a while."

"Right! I'm so glad that you told me everything. As a way of saying thank you, I'll be taking you to an interesting place tomorrow." Isla seemed to have a surprise for Sheryl.

Sheryl instantly became curious, but she knew Isla wouldn't tell her about the place since it would spoil the surprise. 'Where is she taking me to?' Sheryl couldn't help but wonder.

"There is no way I am going to tell you about it now. Don't bother racking your head. You won't be able to guess the place. Relax, since you'll find out tomorrow." Even before Sheryl voiced her doubt, Isla knew what Sheryl was thinking.

"Okay. Since you've said that, I have no choice but to wait patiently for tomorrow." Sheryl shrugged and wore a defeated expression.

Sheryl then asked Isla about her relationship with Aron. When she got to know that they were getting along well, Sheryl felt very happy.

"It's late now. Time to sleep," Sheryl said, and they stopped chatting, falling fast asleep.

Sheryl had a sound sleep that night. It was the most comfortable sleep she'd had since the divorce.

The next morning, Isla woke up quite early.

In the kitchen, she, along with Clark, was helping Joan prepare breakfast.

But to Joan, their presence was more of a burden than a help. If they hadn't helped her, she could have finished her work much earlier. The kitchen was in a total mess ever since they joined, and it took Joan a lot of time to get everything done.

Sheryl was sleeping calmly. However, she was suddenly disturbed by the noise in the kitchen. Rubbing her sleepy eyes, she walked out the bedroom.

When she reached the kitchen and saw the mess, she couldn't believe her own eyes. Once again, she rubbed her eyes. That was when she realized that she wasn't dreaming.

"What are you doing here?" Sheryl asked Isla and Clark.

The two of them turned around, beaming at her, with some flour on their faces.

Joan sighed. "Ms. Xia, please help me. Clark and Isla insisted on helping me with making breakfast. But does this look like help? I don't think so!"

Joan complained to Sheryl, relieved that her misery could now be put to a full stop.

Sheryl walked closer and saw the ugly dumplings they had made. "Ha-ha!" she laughed out loud.

"Isla, don't create trouble for Joan. Go brush your teeth instead. And Clark, you do the same!" Sheryl was trying hard not to laugh out loud again.

"Mom, are you laughing at us?" Clark asked Sheryl.

"No, Clark. I know you're a good boy. Today we can't afford to spend too much time on breakfast. If you want to make dumplings, we can do it some other day." Sheryl squatted down and talked to her son in a soft tone.

"Okay! I'll listen to mom!" Clark kissed Sheryl on her cheek before he went to brush his teeth.

Isla wasn't buying that. "I'm not Clark, Sheryl," she grumbled. "You can't get away with that. Do you think that I'll believe you weren't laughing at me?"