The Apple of My Eye novel Chapter 2022

The love she'd shown to Charles might have been excessive, but Vicky had no plans to quit. If it meant that Charles would still be around her, she'd do anything she could. Besides, compared to the accident she went through, it was nothing to confront indifference, as long as Charles was around.

After their dinner, Charles excused himself and claimed that he had business to deal with, but Vicky quickly grabbed his arm and insisted on going with him.

"It's something urgent, and I'm on a schedule, so even if you go with me, I can't spare any time for you. Please just stay home and let go of me. Don't put me in an awkward position," Charles said, furrowing his eyebrows and glancing down at her hands, which were still holding on to his arm.

Seeing where Charles was looking, Vicky lowered her head, pretending that she was embarrassed.

"Oh, okay. Please just go. It's okay for me to be alone, but please come back as soon as you're available. Don't forget that I'm waiting for you!" she repeated the things that she had said before. It seemed that there was nothing to talk about between them, except for asking Charles to stay.

"Well, I need to go now," Charles said as soon as he stepped away from her grasp.

He strode out of the house without looking back and met with David, who was waiting for him at the gate.

"What happened with the investigation? Anything new?" Charles asked the moment he got into the car. Based on the time he calculated, they should have some progress by now.

"Yes, Mr. Lu," David nodded, his voice excited.

He drove away from the house for a bit further, but then pulled over for a moment to have a proper conversation.

"We checked the surveillance video of the house and found that she took a taxi the other day. We then followed the route she took and reached a pub called Dark Night," David reported with an annoyed face.

Charles was confused to see such an expression on David. In the meantime, he couldn't believe that there was someone who dared to insult him in this city.

David hesitated for a second before saying, "Mr. Lu, we went there, and we asked the bartender to take a look at their monitoring system, but they turned us down,"

Charles was even more confused because it was impossible for a small pub to reject him.

"Who's the owner?" Charles asked coldly, and he wondered if the boss was as blind as a bat to dare to offend him.

David stole a glance at Charles and continued, "Mr. Lu, Isla is one of the bosses of that pub."

"Isla? That Isla?" Charles asked and awkwardly massaged his temples.

"Yes, she didn't even allow me to step into the pub. She told me to get lost before I could finish talking and warned me never to try to come in again," David added, distressed.

The lead that they were closely following stopped there, and they could do nothing about it.

Charles made no comment and blankly stared outside the window.

David opened his mouth to speak but shut it immediately because he was afraid that it would push Charles into feeling even more embarrassed.

A long quiet moment later, David started the car again and drove Charles back to his house at Dream Garden.

He didn't leave until Charles got inside the house, and the light of the upstairs bedroom was turned on.

The atmosphere was choking and overwhelming the moment Charles entered the bedroom, and he couldn't bear to see the familiar surroundings and not have Sheryl with him. He headed to the French door to catch some fresh air outside.

It wasn't surprising that Isla wouldn't make things easy and convenient. Ever since the divorce, people around Sheryl all became cold to him, especially Nick and Isla.

It was understandable because they had witnessed what Sheryl had gone through, and even after their false divorce, they had hoped that Sheryl could live happily together with him and their two kids. That was why they couldn't forgive him for hurting her over and over again.

A silver dagger stabbed right in his heart every time he thought of Sheryl, and it shredded his heart into pieces. He has no idea how she managed to get through this when he hated every second of it and wished that he could end it as soon as possible.

The hopelessness was drowning him, and for the first time in his life, Charles hated himself. He hated himself so much.

"I'm sorry, Sher. Please wait for me. I'm trying to be there," Charles murmured and clenched his hands tightly around the railing to suppress the impulse to run to her.

"Knock! Knock!" The sudden knock on the bedroom door broke the silence and cut through the thick fog of his thoughts.