The Apple of My Eye novel Chapter 2043

David had gotten a glimpse of the man's left side. Although it was dark, the man had looked pretty good, and he wasn't as grotesque as Charles had described him to be.

When David turned his head, he caught Charles staring at him. His red eyes, burning with ferocity, made fear bubble up in the pit of David's stomach. He broke into a cold sweat and did not dare to utter a word, in case, it revved up Charles' anger.

Charles was back at the Dream Garden. When he entered his house, he was surprised to see that Melissa was still awake.

"Mom, what are you doing? Why haven't you slept yet?" Charles was worried that Melissa had fallen sick again.

"You're back! What took you so long to come?" Melissa asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Ah, I've been very busy, and my schedule is packed. It's already late. You should go to bed. I'll see you tomorrow." Charles let out a loud sigh. Charles was completely knackered and knew that his face bore every sign of it. He wanted to go to his room without falling prey to Melissa's suspicion.

"What have you been hiding from me all these days, Charles?" Melissa was worried. She felt the need to confront him and have all her questions answered.

She didn't want Charles to get away with what he had been doing. That was why she had stayed awake–to look him in the eye and get an answer. He had been eschewing her efforts to make a conversation with him. Whether it had been intentional or unintentional, she didn't know. But she knew one thing for sure–she'd find the answers.

Melissa's heart ached when she realized that the relationship with her son had turned bitter.

"What? What are you talking about, Mom?" Charles said expressionless, trying to conceal his nervousness.

"I'm asking you for the last time. Are you really going to marry Vicky?" Melissa locked her intense gaze on Charles.

"Oh, for God's sake, stop being unreasonable. If you're going to go on and on about this, I might have to run away from you," Charles growled in anger.

Melissa shuddered at the loudness of his voice and his menacing tone. She didn't expect him to react this way. She couldn't gather herself to say a word.

"It's already late, you should go to bed."

Charles stormed off to his study.

He waited at the door for a minute, thinking that Melissa might follow him and dart questions at him. When there wasn't a trace of her, he sighed in relief.

Charles went to his desk and let his eyes wander over the pictures of Sheryl. Their wonderful time together, her beautiful face, her smile that made her eyes twinkle, and her sweet voice came flooding back from his memories in an instant. His heart was heavy as he swallowed the lump that formed in his throat. It wasn't such a long time ago when he had held her in his arms. Now, she was far away from him, out of his reach.

His eyes prickled. What would he do without her? She had gone, taking away all his happiness along with her. His head was whirling with thoughts of Sheryl when he picked up the phone and called David. He ordered him to find out who the man was, as soon as possible. David couldn't help but notice the tremor in his voice.

David hadn't seen Charles sound weak before. The strong man, who usually sounded powerful, was trembling like a little child. After all, he might lose the love of his life.

The next day

Sheryl was driving her kids to school. She had a strong feeling that she was being followed. But she couldn't see anyone in the traffic.

"Mommy, you're a naughty girl! You didn't drive with care. If Daddy finds out, he'll punish you." Shirley was giggling in amusement.

Shirley's comment and her happy face made Sheryl forget everything, and it brought a sense of relief. She didn't bother any further to find out if someone was stalking her or not.

"Mommy is not a naughty girl, Shirley. You know that Mommy is extremely careful when she drives," Sheryl said with a big grin.

Watching his mother and sister argue so happily annoyed Clark even more. He ignored them and looked out of the window with a straight face.

Sheryl couldn't help but be reminded of Charles when she saw her son's straight face.

When they arrived at the gate of the school, Clark was completely zoned out. Sheryl was worried. "What's up Clark, is everything okay?" Sheryl studied his face with knitted eyebrows.

"I'm fine, Mommy," Clark answered. He didn't want to tell her what had been bothering him.