His Real Wedded Bride

Chapter 1340 Unhappiness

"Fine, I will apologize to her! I will apologize to Sheryl, if it means so much to you." Melissa had to force

the words out of her gritted teeth and even Charles could sense the reluctance in her voice. But he

didn't care. As long as Melissa was willing to make amends, he didn't bother with the details.

After he felt convinced by Melissa's promise, he turned around and walked out of the living room. Leila

finally came out of hiding and patted Melissa's back to comfort her.

"Aunt Melissa, please don't be upset. Sheryl managed to frame us and fool Charles at the same time.

Charles was clearly speaking out of anger. I don't think he meant to be so hard on you. After all, your

are his mother," Leila said softly, comforting Melissa, but her mind was mulling over another matter.

Leila had underestimated Sheryl. What a nice trick! By remaining silent, Sheryl made concessions in

order to gain advantage. She successfully won Charles' sympathy by showing her weakness and

vulnerability. Melissa, on the other hand, was so impulsive. She was more brave than wise. She

couldn't even convince her own son to take her side. Instead, she ended up angering Charles. Leila

really needed to reconsider whether she should continue with Melissa as her ally.

Fortunately for her, Leila managed to stay out of this incident. If not, she would have had to apologize

to Sheryl too. Leila felt disappointed at Melissa for failing to get the simplest things right. Melissa was

stupid enough to let her emotions dictate her actions. Leila realized that the only person she could

count on to win Charles' heart was herself.

Yet in spite of her disappointment, Leila feigned concern towards Melissa. Although she had already

made up her mind about no longer co-operating with Melissa, it would be foolish to burn her bridges so

soon as Melissa still could turn out to be a valuable friend at some point. Besides, it was better to have

a friend than an enemy.

Melissa wiped the tears off her face as she tried to get a hold on her emotions. The remorse and

sadness that inhabited her face was gone now. All that could be seen on her face now was anger and

disdain.

"Leila, you don't need to worry about me. I swear, one day, Sheryl is going to pay for everything."

Melissa spoke with determination, with one hand waving her fist in the air and the other gripping Leila's

hand.

When Charles went back to bedroom, Sheryl was already curled up in bed. She looked pitiful. Charles

wondered whether she was asleep as her eyes were shut tight.

Charles looked at the bruise on Sheryl's face and his heart wept for her. He took out a medical kit from

the wardrobe and carefully applied some ointment on her face with a cotton swab. When he walked

over to her with the medical kit a few moments ago, he failed to notice that her eyelashes were

trembling.

"Sher, I'm so sorry that I wasn't there to protect you. I promise you that this won't ever happen again."

Charles lowered his voice, almost as if he was murmuring. He leaned over and kissed on Sheryl's face

softly before he turned off the lights and went to sleep.

Nothing but the sound of breathing could be heard in the bedroom. After a while, Sheryl opened her

eyes to the darkness that surrounded her and squinted her eyes at the chest in front of her. It wasn't

until midnight when she finally managed to catch some sleep.

The next morning, Charles and Sheryl woke up almost at the same time. A beacon of light pierced

through the mullioned panes of glass, bathing the black and white tile floor in a crisscross of iridescent

color, illuminating the darkened room.

"Morning!"

"Good morning!"

"Sher… Listen, about what happened yesterday, it was Mom's fault. But she promised me that she

would apologize to you and that it would never happen again." Charles caressed Sheryl's face.

The red welt on her face had faded, barely visible under the naked eye. But if one were to look

carefully, they could still see the mark.

It made Charles upset because it reminded him of his failure to take care of his family and to solve

disputes properly without his wife getting humiliated and hurt.

Sheryl rested her chin on Charles' shoulder and said, "I don't need Mom's apology. I already forgave

her. What I need is for our family to get along. I want this house to be filled with harmony and

happiness. I am sure this will be easy to achieve as long as Mom stops her nonsense."

Although Sheryl was very straight-forward, Charles could sense the sadness in her voice. He wrapped

her in his loving embrace and made up to her.

Sheryl was so considerate and tolerant that it moved Charles and made him feel bad at the same time.

He knew that Melissa was a selfish person and yet he didn't warn Sheryl. If anything, he blamed

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Charles stroke Sheryl's hair and planted soft kisses on her face. The bright light from the sun reflected

on Sheryl's hair leaving behind a glow that made her look like an angel. Love and joy filled their room.

"Sher, thank you for being so understanding. I promise you that our family will live a happy life from

now on."

Sheryl breathed a deep sigh of relief. Yesterday, she was right to remain silent, even though she was

humiliated by Melissa. As long as Charles could understand her and there were no more fights in this

family, it was all worth it.

After half an hour, Charles and Sheryl brought the two kids downstairs. They walked to the dining table

and sat down. Nancy had already prepared a wonderful breakfast spread for them. The dishes on the

table looked delicious.

Today, they didn't wait for Melissa and Leila.

"Clark and Shirley, please drink some milk so that you can grow up to be tall people. You can't be too

picky, it isn't good for your health." The kids never liked milk ever since they were little babies. Every

time they saw milk, they would complain tirelessly.

Well, they were kids. They didn't know how to hide their feelings, especially Clark. The way his face

contorted at the mere sight of milk amused Sheryl. But this was essential for their growth. How could

they avoid the nutritious benefits they could gain from drinking milk?

"Mommy, will I be as tall as Daddy if I drink milk?"

In Shirley's eyes, her dad was the tallest person she knew.

Charles and Sheryl burst into laughter at Shirley's words. Charles rubbed Shirley's nose and smiled,

"Do you want be as tall as me when you grow up?"

Shirley nodded her head at Charles, while Clark, sitting next to Shirley, pouted his lips. He thought it

would be odd if his sister grew up to be as tall as his father.

"Then you should drink milk every day." Charles passed a glass of milk to Shirley. As he had expected,

Shirley furrowed her brows immediately and covered her mouth with her hands.

Suddenly, the sound of high heels tapping on the stairs caught their attention. The sharp and ear-

piercing footsteps interrupted the harmony in the dining hall. Out of curiosity, Clark and Shirley turned

their heads and looked to the stairs in anticipation.

"Grandma, Aunt Leila, good morning." The children greeted Melissa and Leila politely.

Finally, Melissa and Leila were ready to join them for breakfast. Charles shifted his sight to Sheryl

without a conscious thought. The woman was cutting her bread silently, showing no emotions on her

face.