The Apple of My Eye
Chapter 1427 Getting Drunk

"You don't have to worry about anything. I'm here for you. I can do everything for you." Charles grabbed Sheryl's hand. He noticed the fear in her eyes so he tried his best to comfort her.

"I know. I know, Charles. I'm so lucky that you're here with me," Sheryl said lovingly. She looked at Charles and felt her heart warming up.

"Baby, I'm so sorry that you have to go through all of this. I know that I wronged you. But it's all over now. Leila's gone and we'll never see her again. No one will ever speak ill of you in front of my mother again. From now on, we'll live happily as a family. Isn't that great?" Charles said.

Sheryl smiled in response, but in her mind, she thought, 'I'd love to live happily ever after with my family, but I'm just not sure that day will ever come.'

"Charles, does Leila really have to go?" Sheryl asked him softly.

"Of course she has to go. We'll never feel safe as long as she's here. Besides, it's not like she's family or anything," Charles said, his voice turning cold suddenly.

Sheryl knew the things that Leila did to her-planning her kidnapping and ruining her relationship with Charles' mother. 'I think Charles knows all the things that Leila did to me and my children, and that's probably why he wants Leila to leave,' Sheryl thought to herself.

"But... How does Mom feel about that?" Sheryl knew it wasn't easy as it looked like. That was why she sounded anxious as she brought up the topic of Melissa to Charles.

"Of course she just wanted Leila out," Charles answered though untruthfully. He couldn't tell Sheryl the truth. He wouldn't tell her about how Melissa told him to let Leila stay and forgive her.

All he wanted was to live a happy and harmonious life with Sheryl and Melissa like a family. He only hoped that Sheryl and Melissa would get along.

Sheryl found Charles avoiding eye contact with her. She figured that Charles was hiding something from her which made her understand that Melissa didn't want Leila to go. But she didn't point this out. If Charles told her that Melissa was happy about the whole situation, then Sheryl would believe if only to make things easier for Charles.

'It doesn't matter what she feels now because we have time. With time, we'll know if everything really is for the best,' Sheryl thought to herself.

At Tarsan Corporation

After going through tons of files, Holley realized that it was getting late. Two hours had passed and she hadn't even noticed.

After pausing for a moment, she reached for her phone and looked up Black's phone number.

At this point in her life, she was trying her best to live a normal life. She tried to do everything right so she wouldn't get into trouble or bother Sheryl anymore. Moreover, she was developing a relationship with Black, and it was going well. But the night she spent in the villa of Hu family left a scar in her heart. It was something she didn't ever want to remember again. And when she was woken up by nightmares in the middle of the night, she felt so helpless and lost.

After that night, Holley set fewer meetings with clients. She also tried to meet her clients in public places. Normally, small cases were handled by the business manager or her assistant. If she really had to attend these kinds of meetings, she was very careful so as to not get caught by Rex's people. And if she did get caught, Black would be so disappointed. Without Black and the Hu family's support, she would lose everything.

After losing the support of the Hu family, Holley would lose everything to the stockholders of Tarsan corporation. They never did like her and that was their best shot at taking over the corporation. Soon, Holley's call had come through and Black's voice suddenly came to her ear.

"Baby, are you calling me because you miss me?" Black asked.

Holley's face was stoic, but when she spoke, she used a sweet voice. "Baby, are you free tonight? Do you want to have dinner together?"

"Dinner? I have to have dinner with a client. You can come with me if you like," Black offered.

Holley thought it over in her mind. 'It is the type of dinner where those people talk about business and numbers the entire time. I don't want to have dinner with them after a long day at work,' Holley thought to herself.

"Darling, if you have a dinner party, I don't think I should be bothering you. It's okay, I'll replace something else to do," Holley said. "Besides, I don't know your guest tonight, so I think it's better if I not go. I also don't feel like drinking alcohol today," Holley added.

Black also said he didn't want Holley dressing up so nicely just for other men to see her. "All right, baby," Black said.

"Darling, you're the best. You're so good to me," Holley said as if she meant every word.

"Yes, your boyfriend is the best. Baby, can you come home right after you get off work? I don't want to worry about you all night long," Black said in a soft voice before hanging up the phone.

After he hung up, Holley stared at the phone for a moment. She realized how good of a boyfriend Black really was. But Holley didn't love him.

Holley was already in love with another man, so however good Black was, she wouldn't fall for him. She felt that he was a good and sweet man but she would never fall in love with him.

After she cleaned up her table, she stared at her phone and looked at the phone numbers in her mobile phone, looking for someone to talk with after she got off her work. She suddenly felt that she didn't even have someone to talk with.

Suddenly, a name came into sight.

It was Rachel.

'How could I have her phone number?' Holley thought to herself.

'Rachel is lost. No one knows where she is right now. Maybe she's dead, who knows? So why am I keeping her phone number and name in my phone?' Holley thought.

She felt anger stirring in her heart.

She hovered her finger over Rachel's name feeling her whole body freeze. Finally, she decided to delete the number once and for all.

Holley felt much better after she deleted the number. She found herself breathing easier after.

She stood up and walked out of her office.

A couple of moments later, her white car pulled out of parking lot.

At the Blue Bird bar, women and men alike moved their bodies to the rhythm of the music and the glimmer of the light.

By the bar counter, a woman in heavy makeup stood there holding a glass of wine.

Soon, the glass was drained empty.

"Hit me!" the woman said to the bartender. Her face was red from the wine-this flush only made her look more beautiful.

The bartender stared at the woman, complaining to himself in his mind.

'She's been here for like an hour. She's had dozens of glasses of wine and she still wants more? She's obviously drunk! When will she stop? Does she want to drink until she drops dead?' he thought to himself The bartender had seen a lot of drunk women at the bar. But he had never seen anyone like this woman before.

He poured her another glass right away.

"Here," he said.

"That's...that's great!" the woman said in a strange tone. She held the glass and put it between her lips. She lowered her nose to smell the wine before smiling with satisfaction and downing the glass in one gulp.

"More!" she yelled again.

The bartender was speechless. While it was his job to pour drinks for his customers, he also preferred it when his customers actually enjoyed themselves. He couldn't believe he was watching this woman drink until she dropped dead. He certainly didn't want anything bad to happen to this woman.

"Miss, you're drunk. Do you live nearby? I can call a taxi to take you home," he offered.

The woman just stared at him for a few moments before bursting into laughter. "Home? What home? I don't have a home! I don't have a home to go back to!"