The Apple of My Eye novel Chapter 2138

"Stella, tell her that if she doesn't leave, I'll call the police," Sheryl added, shouting at the top of her lungs. Everyone in the house would have heard her.

Vicky pushed Stella away and rushed downstairs to see Sheryl, shouting, "What makes you think you can drive me away? You and Charles have already gotten a divorce. Charles asked me to live in this house, so you have no right to drive me away."

"I have no right?" Sheryl sneered. Lowering her head, she took out a document from her bag. Waving the paper in front of Vicky, she said, "Open your eyes wide to see if I'm qualified!"

"What's this?" Vicky looked at the paper carelessly.

"The property ownership certificate of this villa. See whose name is on it!"

Grabbing the document from Sheryl's hand, Vicky carefully looked it over. It was indeed the property ownership certificate for the villa. Reading through it, her eyes widened as she saw Sheryl's name written in bold. With great disbelief, Vicky exclaimed, "No! Charles promised me that he would give me this villa. How could it be yours? How could he..."

"This villa was bought under my name, so now I want to take it back. Do you think I can't do that?" Sheryl sneered.

Sheryl's statement blew Vicky's mind. She seemed to have lost her wits and started murmuring, "How could this be? Why is that? No, I don't want to leave. I will never leave. This is my home, and Charles is my husband..."

"Crazy woman!" Sheryl said with disgust, "Stella, ask the driver to take her away. Throw her luggage out."

Vicky seemed to be unaware of what just happened. She just stood still by the door and kept saying something stupid. She was out of control.

Fifteen minutes later, the servants finally came and dragged Vicky, pushing her out of the gate. Her resistance did not do her good. Shortly after, her luggage was thrown out too.

"Why did you do this to me? Why..." Vicky cried out loudly, standing behind the closed gate. She still couldn't understand how it came to this.

And to make the situation worse, dark clouds started to appear, and big droplets of rain began to fall. Soon it was raining heavily, leaving Vicky drenched in the rain and shivering in the cold.

But no one came out to help her. Standing in the rain, she put her arms around her body to keep warm while slowly walking into the rain, leaving her luggage behind.

In the middle of the night, a sudden thunder and lightning flashed. It had been raining for quite some time now, and it looked like it wouldn't be stopping anytime soon.

Clark drank a bottle of Eight-Treasure Porridge a while ago, making his stomach feel much warmer. Raising his head, he looked at the rain, constantly dropping from the bare roof. The holes where the sunlight had come through earlier this morning were now working like shower-heads on top of him. His small body tried to move to a drier place.

But his efforts were in vain. As it had been raining heavily, most parts of the floor were now wet as water continuously dripped from above. He could hardly find anywhere dry for him to sit anymore.

Finally, stuck in a corner with his back against the cold wall, Clark's tears began to run across his cheeks as the raindrops fell on his body. His thoughts took him back to the warmth of his mother's arms. He could see Sheryl's sweet smile as she opened her arms for him and then wrapped him in her embrace.

And then he lost it. Tears were pouring out uncontrollably from both his eyes, and Clark was unable to wipe them dry even if he tried.

"No, I can't cry. I shouldn't. Mom said that only the weak would cry. I can't cry..." Clark told himself while crying, but none of his pep-talking worked. Tears continued to stream down his cheeks.

It was a cold and rainy night. After being soaked and constantly crying, Clark immediately caught a cold and started sneezing.

Suddenly, a strange thought flashed in his mind, 'Yes, catch a cold!'

Remembering how it had felt for him whenever he had caught a cold, he would feel dizzy, and his face would turn pale, followed by having a fever and being unconscious. Every time this happened, he remembered that Sheryl would be very worried about him.

If he caught a cold now, would he get a chance to come out and escape? As long as there was a chance to go back to the city, he would definitely find a way to escape. When that time came, he could go to find his mother.