The Apple of My Eye novel Chapter 2145

After the doctor left, Sheryl walked away from Charles' embrace and sat beside Clark. Holding her son's hand between hers, her tears started falling down silently.

"Clark, what can I do? How can I save you? I don't want to see you in pain. I don't..." Gently taking her son's hand closer to her cheek, she burst into tears. She could no longer contain the pain inside her. Sheryl felt like her heart was going to explode anytime soon, but there was nothing she could do.

Melissa's eyes were red and swollen too. She had been crying as soon as she heard the news, but like Sheryl, she was helpless.

Charles stood behind Sheryl, his hands clenched into fists. Who would've thought someone so handsome could look so terrifying at the same time?

Across the room, Vicky watched them silently. As a bystander, she could keep calm and think things over. At that moment, a bold idea struck her.

Though her idea's success rate was not 100% guaranteed, it was still worth a shot. She was worried that if that method didn't work and Rob ended up very angry, it was likely that Clark would be dead. She would be as guilty as everyone else. The thought of it would haunt her. What could she do at that moment?

But looking at Sheryl's sad face, she thought that was the least she could do.

Vicky was still hesitating when she heard Charles call out to her all of a sudden, "Would you please see me outside for a moment?"

Not even waiting for her response, Charles turned around and walked out of the ward.

Feeling a little nervous, Vicky followed Charles out quietly.

Sheryl and Melissa were both immersed in their own miserable memories. Neither of them noticed Charles and Vicky were gone.

Outside the ward, Charles walked to a corner and stood there. He then took out a cigarette from his pocket before he turned to watch Vicky approaching.

Vicky followed him outside as he had requested. Putting the cigarette between his fingers, he lit it up, lowered his head, and took a puff. A trace of white smoke slowly drifted away.

Vicky was stunned, and her memories took her back to a similar scene from her past. The man then was somewhat like Charles. He may not have been as good looking, but he was handsome in his own way. His ten fingers had distinct joints. The palms of his hands were full of calluses, which were the result of being trained for a long time.

That man always had the warmest smile, but he seldom smiled at others. Like each smile would cost a fortune that he'd rather have kept. His cold face always made people feel indifferent. But when he had smiled at her, he often smiled like a child...

Just with those thoughts, Vicky's eyes became a little moist. She felt that tears were flowing out of her eyes in a hurry, so she immediately looked up, hoping the tears wouldn't run their course. Taking a deep breath, she tried her best to pretend that nothing had happened.

"What's wrong with you?" Charles just took another puff and blew out a big cloud of smoke before he asked.

Hearing Charles' question, Vicky snapped back to reality. Shaking her head, she wiped off the tears from the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand and answered, "Nothing. I suddenly remembered someone."

"Bernard?"

His name made Vicky's heart jump a beat. "I owe him too much in this lifetime. Charles, do you still want to kill Ferry?" Vicky asked seriously.

Charles didn't respond. He seemed to be deep in thought. He took another puff, stubbed the cigarette out, and then tossed it into the bin.

"What do you think of it? Tell me," he asked, throwing Vicky a quick glance. He then looked away, waiting for her response.

A bitter smile appeared on Vicky's face. She knew it. She couldn't hide anything from Charles.

He must have noticed earlier that she was thinking about it, but he had just waited for her to spill it out herself.

"Yes, I have a plan, but I can't guarantee 100% success rate."

"I'm all ears."

"Okay. Rob is unwilling to tell you where the antidote is. I'm sure he's purposely doing this to save Ferry. Since you are holding Rob captive, that means he has no way to contact Ferry from where he's at. On the other hand, since Ferry is in prison, that means he has no idea of what has been happening outside. We can use this to our advantage and come up with a plan," Vicky said slowly, waiting for Charles acknowledgment.

"Go on," Charles urged her to continue, his brows furrowed while listening.

"I know of someone who has superb skills in prosthetic makeup. I think that we can hire two people to pose as Ferry and Rob to meet the real Rob and Ferry, respectively. What do you think of it?" At last, Vicky mustered up the courage to speak her mind.

Charles listened but didn't answer right away. He just lowered his head, seemingly thinking about the possibility of Vicky's suggestion.