The Apple of My Eye
Chapter 1094 Melissa Committed Suicide

Sheryl took her time watching the retreating figures of her children, and then she hurriedly drove towards Cloud Advertising Company.

Silence soon engulfed her as her mind drifted away. But even though she was kind of lost in her thoughts, she had managed to fix her eyes on the road. She was finally clearheaded enough at the time she drew near her company. Then after a moment's reflection, she braced herself and decided to focus on the plan for Tarsan Corporation. And with a firm resolve to forget all the unpleasant things that had happened, she alighted herself from her car.

"Please go and get the information we need on Tarsan Corporation, Isla. I am going to handle it," Sheryl prompted. Isla was quite taken aback, but she absolutely heard it right! Sheryl had changed her mind, she thought.

"I am surprised. Yesterday, you wavered in accepting the case, and now you are so interested in it? What's with you?" Isla scoffed. Isla, in all honesty, was really excited to see Sheryl's keenness on the case. After all, this deal would bring Cloud Advertising Company a handsome profit.

"Come on, Isla. Don't laugh at me. I was only hesitant yesterday. Now go! Get it for me please," Sheryl returned with a slight smile. She admitted that she had been oversensitive yesterday. But after hearing Isla's remarks, she figured it out and decided to finish the plan for Tarsan Corporation.

Basically, she had put lots of energy and time in it, and she would not let all her efforts went in vain.

"Since you desire to continue working on it, I will support you. I will get it and be right back soon," Isla responded with a grin. Beaming, she stared at the enthusiastic Sheryl, who was at her best again, ready to nail every project.

Sheryl had another hectic day. It was already past nine in the evening when she had managed to work out the scheme.

Though she couldn't avert her eyes from the working papers that were meticulously spread out on her table, she forced herself to reach for her phone and checked if there were notifications. And there she found that she had missed several calls from Charles. In that instant, she returned the call. "Hello, Charles, I am still in the office. I will be back soon."

"Why didn't you take my call, Sher?" Charles queried in a concerned tone.

"Oh, I muted my phone, so I didn't hear it ringing. I am sorry," Sheryl explained.

"I am currently in a meeting, and I might be home late. So if you are done with your work, you can go home first..." And there he paused.

Sheryl understood why he halted. Her eyebrows were knitted as she stressed, "Don't worry. I will not fight with Mom."

"Thank you, Sher. I mean it," he said sincerely. It took him time before his voice came through the other end of the line again. "I know you did nothing wrong. You suffered a lot, and I am really sorry about that." Obviously, Charles was drunk, or he would not have had trouble speaking clearly. If it weren't for the alcohol, his voice couldn't have carried so much guilt.

"Charles, you have said that many times before. I know, and I don't blame you. So don't worry about me," Sheryl coaxed him. Her heart sank with how Charles talked so humbly. As he remained quiet, she simply said, "I have to go. Or else, Mom will get angry with me."

Unfortunately, who would have known that what Sheryl had said earlier would come true. When she returned home, she noticed Melissa was sitting like a statue in the living room alone, looking stern. She was neither watching TV nor playing on her phone.

"Mom, I am back," Sheryl pleasantly addressed her out of respect. After all, Melissa was an elder.

Charles' mother said nothing as if she hadn't heard anything. She didn't even cast a glance towards her daughter-in-law. She seemed to be ignoring Sheryl.

Melissa's indifferent attitude didn't surprise her at all. If the former acted in a friendly manner, she would definitely be taken aback. Taking a deep breath, Sheryl continued, "Mom, I am worn out after working overtime. I will be heading upstairs."

"Stop!" Melissa cried out as Sheryl was making her way up the stairs.

The young woman knew that something not good was doomed to happen. With a resigned expression, Sheryl halted her steps and turned to face her. She asked, "What's the matter, Mom?" "Sheryl, you know what? You are really a shameless woman!" Melissa growled at Sheryl as her face turned dark with anger.

"What's wrong this time, Mom? I didn't say anything. And I did nothing to provoke you. Can't you just let me go, please? All I want is to go to my room. I need to rest," Sheryl pleaded with a speechless expression. She was trying to avoid Melissa today because she knew the latter's hostile attitude towards her.

But she didn't expect that Melissa would become more aggressive after she gave in.

"Come on, Sheryl. You know what you did wrong," Melissa snorted, her eyes full of contempt. "You showed your stance. I am telling you that I will not treat you kindly even though you pretend to look pitiful." "When did I ever pretend to act like pitiful to you? I just did what I am supposed to do for the sake of our family. Did I do anything wrong?" Sheryl retorted, rolling her eyes.

"Yes, you did," Melissa roared angrily. "If you are indeed smart, you'd better get out of my family. Otherwise, I will show you what I am capable of!"

"Mom, you will never acknowledge me, right? You want to kick me out of Dream Garden, don't you? Then please persuade Charles to say this to me. If he insists that I should leave, then so be it. Otherwise, I will choose to stay here as if I heard nothing of this," Sheryl declared, her body trembling violently with rage.

"Besides, I am too exhausted now, so I can't keep you company tonight. And I don't know when Charles is coming home. If you want to keep up with your act of silliness, please do this as soon as your son arrives. This way, you can't interrupt my sleep."

After saying her piece, she hurried away and went straight to her bedroom.

She had endured Melissa for Charles' good. 'No matter what Charles says to me, I will not sleep in his mother's room anymore,' she swore to herself.

She no longer cared about how Melissa was going to handle her.

"Stay, Sheryl!" Melissa yelled on top of her voice as she stood up and glared at her.

Sheryl closed the door as if nothing had happened. After taking a shower, she threw herself onto the bed and fell asleep right away.

Charles came back around midnight. By that time, Sheryl was already in a deep slumber, and so were Shirley, Clark, Nancy, and Gary.

He turned on the lights in the living room as soon as he stepped in. But the scene unfolded before his eyes freaked him out. "Mom! What happened, Mom? Are you all right? Wake up!" Charles screamed in fear.

With a fruit knife in her hand, Melissa lay motionless on her own blood. As her eyes were closed, blood oozed from her wrist.

"Sher! Sher!" a panic-stricken Charles cried out as he held his mother in his arms. "Nancy! Nancy!"

Since it was midnight, the Dream Garden was long enveloped in dead silence. Charles' screams woke up everyone in the house.

Nancy was the first one who ran to the scene. Gaping at the horrifying sight, she flustered, "What's going on in here? Why is there so much blood?"

"Nancy, call the ambulance and tell them my mother cut her wrist, committing suicide! Ask them to send people here as soon as possible!" Charles instructed anxiously.

His statement brought her back to her senses. She muttered, "You're right. I am calling them right now!"