The Apple of My Eye novel Chapter 2039

"Why are you staring at me like that?" Sheryl pressed. She thought that there must be something on her face, so she rubbed her cheek with her palm in an attempt to wipe away whatever it was.

However, upon checking her hand, she found nothing. She couldn't help but give Damian a perplexed look.

He rested his chin on his hand and said lovingly, "You're so beautiful."

If somebody had heard the way he had said that and had seen the gentle and passionate way he gazed at Sheryl, that person would have thought they were lovers.

Upon hearing the predictable joke, she rolled her eyes at him.

"Damian, has your time abroad driven you mad?" she teased. She knew that he was only fooling around.

"Of course not! I meant what I said. I was being sincere," Damian swore. He continued to gaze solemnly at her.

"Fine. Anyway, what's your plan for the future?" Sheryl asked. She looked down at the floor, hoping she had succeeded in changing the topic.

Damian, however, wasn't going to give up that easily. He talked briefly about his job and then took out a gift box from his pocket. He presented it to Sheryl and said, "Open it."

"What's this?" she asked. Although she was a bit confused, she accepted the box and carefully unwrapped it.

When she saw what was inside, she was surprised. 'Damian really knows how to please a woman, ' she thought.

It was a bottle of perfume. Sheryl had been dreaming of this perfume for the longest time. However, it was a limited edition scent only sold abroad, and she never got the chance to buy one. Eventually, the manufacturer had sold every single bottle. She was astonished that Damian had been able to get her one.

"How did you get this?" she asked, wide-eyed.

"I'll spare no effort to get you whatever you like." Damian smiled softly and stared at her with loving eyes.

His gaze seemed to burn to the point that Sheryl could no longer face him. She looked away to hide her embarrassment.

It was quiet for a while, so Sheryl cleared her throat to break the silence. "I can't tell you how much I like this gift. Thank you so much! But you returned without letting me know, and I wasn't able to get you a gift. I promise I'll remember to bring you something the next time we meet. Welcome back, Damian!"

"That sounds good! What do you plan on giving me?" Damian said playfully.

"Well, what do you want?" The two talked as intimately as if they had known each other for years.

"I want you..." Damian said slowly, never taking his eyes off of Sheryl.

She blinked with her mouth agape and didn't know how to react.

It occurred to her that Damian had been behaving strangely since they met only minutes ago. He would say or do things that made her think he was maneuvering the conversation in a certain direction. She didn't know if he was doing this on purpose. It was also possible that she was no longer accustomed to the way he talked after such a long time apart.

"I want you... I want you to buy me big, delicious meals," Damian finally finished.

Sheryl felt the urge to hit him after hearing what he had just said. The feeling that Damian was about to confess his feelings right then and there was terrifying. She had considered the idea of running away if he had finished his sentence the way she thought he would.

"Look at you! I was joking! We're not strangers, so don't worry about sending me a gift or something like that. I'm not leaving. We can see each other as often as we want to from now on." Damian knew that he shouldn't rush relationships. He had to take things slow. Otherwise, he would scare Sheryl away.

Before his return, he had learned that Sheryl and Charles had been unable to set aside their differences. However, he didn't know that they had finalized their divorce. He thought that they were simply not on good terms and that they were now living separately.

He didn't know the whole story, but he was sure about one thing: Charles had taken Sheryl for granted.