With her small arms wrapped tightly around her doll, Shirley said,"That's the matter between you adults. I'm going to bed now."
Shaking her head at Shirley's words, Sheryl met Anthony's amused look.
The tense atmosphere in the room dissipated somehow at Shirley's unexpected remarks. Sheryl smiled reluctantly and said to Anthony,"Shirley is a precocious child and always says what's on her mind."
Then she added,"As you can see, I'm all right. You don't have to worry about me."
Before Anthony came, she had already decided to call him to resolve the problem.
But now that Anthony showed up, she changed her mind. She was feeling too embarrassed to tell him what she wanted to say.
"You should go home. It's late," she told him instead. Suddenly feeling tired, Sheryl turned her back to go to her room. At this moment, Anthony caught her hand and pulled her in a tight embrace.
Sheryl struggled to escape from his arms, but Anthony stopped her. "Stay, Sher. Let me hold you for a while," he said in a pleading voice.
Surprise kept her rooted to the spot. It was the first time Anthony showed his weakness in front of her. He had been her rock for three years. But now he looked defeated and unsure of himself. Sheryl didn't have the heart to push him away so she let him hold her.
They stayed locked in each other's arms for some time.
Reveling in her closeness, Anthony greedily smelled the sweet fragrance of her hair. His arms tightened suddenly as a thought crossed his mind. He was afraid that if he let her go back to Y City, she would turn back to Autumn, Charles' wife.
When Autumn decided to take that medicine three years ago, he was very happy. He would never have had the chance to be with her had it not been for that. But now he felt that their destiny was pulling them back to that city again. 'What if they meet again and everything goes back to the way they were?'
The fear in his heart made Anthony hold Sheryl tighter. "You're hurting me," Sheryl complained, frowning at Anthony.
Relaxing his arms around her, Anthony apologized quickly.
"What's wrong with you? You look weird tonight." Unaccustomed to seeing him like that, Sheryl asked in a puzzled tone. Anthony looked away, embarrassed at her question.
After hesitating for a moment, she said,"I'm sorry for being so cold to you these days. I was a little mad with you. I didn't mean to hurt you."
"It's all right," Anthony said, gently ruffling her hair. "I also did something wrong," he admitted gruffly.
"What happened?" she asked teasingly. "Did we just apologize to each other?" Sheryl tried to joke lightly to ease the tension in the room.
"Sher, I think we need to talk…" The seriousness in Anthony's voice caught her attention.
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