When Isla avoided Sheryl's gaze, Sheryl knew something was wrong. She was thinking of a way to get Isla to tell her the truth when she noticed what Isla was holding.
It looked very familiar to Sheryl. Sheryl thought for a while and remembered that it was the same lunchbox Melissa and Nancy had brought to her when they came to visit.
Sheryl immediately figured it out. She asked Isla, "How are you and Melissa?"
Isla blinked repeatedly. Stammering, she responded, "I just asked her not to come and visit you."
"And?" Sheryl pressed.
Sheryl knew Isla too well. She highly doubted that Isla was just trying to help Melissa by bringing Sheryl the food Melissa and Nancy had cooked for her. Sheryl could only guess that Isla and Melissa must have had a spat.
"Fine. Nancy and Melissa were here, but I didn't want to fight with Melissa in front of Nancy," Isla confessed, holding her hands up.
Sheryl nodded as she knew Isla was telling her the truth right now.
"Stop thinking about Melissa, Sheryl. Melissa is Charles' mother. I don't want to get into trouble with the Shining Company. Now let's just eat all this food. Nancy prepared it for you! It's been a while since I've had her cooking. I can't wait to try these!" Isla said a bit too enthusiastically as she noticed that Sheryl seemed to be lost in thought.
"Hmm, it does smell good." Sheryl took a deep breath. She felt like she was back in the Dream Garden again.
When she used to live in the Dream Garden, although Sheryl didn't get along with Melissa, she and Nancy were friends. They were like a family. And whenever Melissa wasn't home, Sheryl would invite Isla to come over and have dinner together. Sheryl really missed those good old days.
"Sher, you know what? If Charles wasn't with Vicky, I'd be fine with you going back to him. But you can clearly see what's happening now. Charles obviously still cares about you, but Vicky's standing in your way. Are you just going to put up with that woman and continue this messy relationship? Are you sure you want to do that?" Isla was finally able to gather the courage to ask Sheryl this. She grabbed the opportunity as she could tell Sheryl was in a good mood.
Sheryl's hand remained frozen midair. She didn't know what to say upon hearing this as she didn't know how to respond.
After a while, Sheryl pursed her lips and put down the chopsticks. She looked into Isla's eyes and asked seriously, "Why do you think I'm going back to Charles?"
"Come on, Sheryl. You kept calling his name while you were asleep just now. If you've really moved on, as you said, you wouldn't think about him all the time, whether you're happy or sad. You can't lie to me about this!" Isla said frankly.
"That's because…" Sheryl didn't know how to defend herself.
"Fine, Sheryl. I won't push you. Charles is the only man you've loved. You need to figure this out by yourself. But promise me, take care of yourself and don't ever get yourself hurt again, okay?" Isla said, rather sincerely as she held Sheryl's hands tightly.
"I will, Isla. I'll think it through, don't worry."
"As long as you know what to do." Isla smiled then she continued eating.
After dinner, Isla accompanied Sheryl for a while before heading back home.
"There are a few men standing outside. I guess they're the bodyguards Charles sent. So you're safe for tonight. No one's going to come and bother you. See you tomorrow."
Although Isla didn't like Charles, she had to admit that Charles was very serious and thoughtful when it came to protecting Sheryl. Every time the journalists wanted to sneak in, the bodyguards would be able to stop them.
"See you tomorrow, Isla. Oh, and drive safely!"
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