The Apple of My Eye novel Chapter 2083

In the ward

The sun was out, and its rays were peering into the windows. As the trees rustled outside, Sheryl couldn't help but step out of her ward. It was a lovely day to walk, and she'd be damned if she wouldn't do it. She walked to the backyard garden of the hospital.

Even though the backyard wasn't a long way ahead, Sheryl was already panting when she got there, sweat beading down her skin. She was still recovering from previous incidents.

She wandered around the gardens aimlessly, admiring the fresh scent of flowers and pine that grew around her. It must've been days since she'd last gone outside. She mused to herself, as she giddily continued. Everything was peaceful, at least till Sheryl turned to the right. Immediately, her face flushed dark red.

A young couple was in a very intimate position, exchanging proclamations of love. The man was whispering into the girl's ear, his hand caressing her arm.

Sheryl turned away, averting her gaze to something else. However, when she was ready to walk away from that couple, she found that a screaming match broke out between them.

Sheryl blinked in shock, finding that she couldn't move from where she was standing.

"So you lied? You're going on a business trip again? How long will that be? Do you even still want to be together?" The girl wrenched herself from his grip, her voice already wobbling.

"Dear, please, it's a business trip. I love you, and I do want to stay with you, okay? Don't worry too much," the man pleaded.

"Worry too much? Do you think I worry too much? You haven't come to visit me for so long–and you come here for a few minutes to tell me you're leaving again? You're cheating on me, aren't you? Who is she?" she shrieked, bringing her sleeve to her face. The girl broke into sobs, backing away from the guy.

It was supposed to be private; however, Sheryl just couldn't make herself move away. It was as if she was in a trance. This scene was just so familiar–it reminded her of her and Charles.

She tried to recall their arguments, but her memory came out in blanks.

"What are you talking about? I love you, only you, not anyone else. Don't doubt that," he pledged, moving closer to her as he extended his arms.

Hearing that, the girl hesitated for a few seconds before falling back into the man's arms. "Why do you always make me angry," she murmured in his chest, giving a watery smile. "I swear I won't talk to you anymore."

However, they all knew she still would love him, and he would still love her. The couple hugged each other tightly as if they were the only person in each of their eyes.

Sheryl couldn't help but smile. A relationship would always have its ups and downs. It was going to be filled with trials, but love could always find a way to conquer everything. She had experienced this once before.

Though she felt happy for the couple, she could feel herself ache. This was something she once had, not something that she possessed now. At the thought, she suddenly felt a bit emotional.

She lugged herself away, fully knowing that the couple would be reconciled with each other. From the looks of it, they were deeply in love, and it could only take a very large disaster to ruin that love.

Sheryl winced.

Back then, Charles had cherished her like that. He'd be there to cheer for her whenever she'd speak of her accomplishments. And when she encountered a failure, he'd be there to wipe her tears away and tell her to try again.

It wasn't like that anymore, though. They'd already gone their separate ways.

Sheryl felt her chest twist in pain. Gritting her teeth, she returned to her room with a hand pressing her stomach. Her room was empty, void of any noise and chatter. However, it was different from the garden. This carried a certain sadness to it, and she couldn't help but feel a bit more anxious coming in than she was heading out.

Not really knowing what else to do, she picked up the remote control and turned on the TV. She switched from program to program, letting the noise fill in the void of the room as she stared at the ceiling. The chatter became the background, and she found herself drowning in her own thoughts.

Five minutes later, in the conference room of Shining Company