The Apple of My Eye -
Chapter 1499 Sheryl's Hesitation
"Oh, Mr. Lu, Cloud Advertising Company is in some huge trouble," Peterson said in a serious tone.
Charles was concerned right away. He furrowed his eyebrows. "So that's why Sheryl called you? She wanted your help to quiet down the noise, right?"
"Mr. Lu, I wanted to help her. But I don't know why it's being blown out of proportion. My boss found out and now he wants me to put it on the front page. And right now, the decision isn't up to me. I have to follow orders," Peterson said helplessly.
Charles smelled something fishy. "Your boss?"
"Ha, Mr. Lu, you're a smart man. I think you know the answer to that question," Peterson said knowingly.
Charles didn't say anything. If there was a man who could control all the magazines and newspapers, it must be that man.
"Peterson, thanks for your help. Once all this is over, I'll visit you and repay you for your help," Charles said after a pause.
Peterson was glad to help. He hadn't expected that Charles would be that grateful towards him. To him, as long as Charles didn't blame him, he was fine.
"You're welcome, Mr. Lu. Don't wait until tomorrow. I think you should do something now before all the news comes out."
"Yes, we'll do something right away."
When they hung up, Charles heaved a heavy sigh. He was deep in thought. The screen on his phone had dimmed but Charles was still blankly staring at it.
After a while, he snapped out of his trance and decided to head out. He went downstairs and then passed the living room. Meanwhile, Nancy was just getting out of the kitchen.
"Mr. Lu, are you going out now?" Nancy asked, with a courteous smile.
Charles nodded his head slightly, "Yes, I have something urgent to deal with. And Nancy, if Sheryl comes back, can you tell her that I'm out?"
"Of course. But wait, it's freezing out there. Take a jacket with you," Nancy added thoughtfully as she handed Charles his jacket.
Charles flashed her a smile and said, "Thanks." Then he turned and opened the door.
Charles' figure quickly disappeared in the distance. Nancy sighed in her heart, 'Mr. Lu and Sher are always so busy.'
Nancy suddenly remembered she had prepared a midnight snack for Sheryl. Then she hurriedly turned and rushed into the kitchen. She hoped it wasn't too late to heat up the food before Sheryl got back. A few moments later, a car pulled up outside and the food had been heated up as well.
After parking the car in the garage, Sheryl walked toward the doorway. Nancy happily dashed out of the kitchen and opened the door. As she had thought, it was Sheryl. Sheryl had arrived home just in time. "Sher, you're back. You must be starving. I've made you something. Here, eat up!" Nancy beamed as she handed Sheryl the bowl in her hands. She immediately noticed the exhaustion on Sheryl's face. Nancy furrowed her eyebrows in concern.
She thought to herself, 'She probably isn't in the mood to eat. She looks like she's really worried about the company."
Sheryl was polite. She nodded her head and said with a faint smile, "No, it's okay, Nancy. I'm already full. It's late, you should go to bed. Oh, Nancy, is Charles... home?"
Sheryl had been thinking about what Peterson had said the whole drive back home. She wanted to figure out a way to persuade Peterson. Since Yang knew Charles, she figured the best way to go about this was to ask Charles for help.
She was aware that they hadn't talked to each other for quite some time. But it was not like they were broken up or anything. She could still ask Charles for help and Charles wouldn't be able to say no to her. "Mr. Lu left like half an hour ago. He said he had something important to deal with," Nancy said.
'Charles is out?'
Sheryl couldn't help but feel a little upset. If she couldn't get Charles' help, then what else could she do?
"Sher, you look worried. What's going on with you? Nancy asked, concerned.
Sheryl just shook her head. She didn't want to tell Nancy about her problems. While she knew that Nancy was asking out of concern, she wouldn't be able to do anything to help. "Shirley and Clark are okay?" Sheryl said, changing the topic.
Nancy smiled, "They're fine. Clark knows how to take care of his little sister. Mr. Lu was there when they had their dinner. They were very well-behaved. They also kept asking me what time you were coming home because they said they missed you and that they wanted to see you already."
"I feel so guilty. I promised them to pick them up this afternoon, but I wasn't able to. They must be disappointed." Sheryl's face shifted in remorse as she thought of her two kids' disappointment.
Nancy comforted Sheryl, "No, Sher. Don't think of it that way! Your kids are smart. They know these things. They know that you must've been busy with work. I don't think they'll blame you or get mad at you for not being able to pick them up at school."
"I hope so." Sheryl flashed an appreciative smile toward Nancy, and then headed upstairs.
She was considering calling Charles as she made her way through the stairway.
But it was already so late, Charles must be dealing with something important or he wouldn't have gone out so late in the night. Sheryl didn't want to disturb him by calling him.
Sheryl refused Charles' apology earlier that day so she couldn't just call him like that, asking for help.
As she debated all of this, she found herself standing in front of the kids' room.
She took a deep breath to clear her mind, and then she gently pushed the door open. When she got inside, she approached the kids right away. Shirley and Clark were sound asleep. She tucked the children in and planted soft kiss on each of their foreheads. The peacefulness of it all sent Sheryl in a trance.
She thought to herself, 'How nice it would be if my kids grew up safe and happy. I wish them a stress-free life and that they never have to go through something like I am now. I want them to have a happy childhood!'
Shirley, asleep, licked her lips as if she was dreaming of eating delicious food.
Sheryl let out a soft giggle when she saw this.
How nice it would be to be a child forever!
The next morning, Sheryl was awoken by the burst of sunlight through her bedroom window.
The first thing she did when she opened her eyes was to check if Charles had gone home. To her disappointment, he hadn't.
Last night, she tried to wait for Charles to come home but it was already getting late and she fell asleep.
'Pajamas? Why am I wearing pajamas?' Sheryl was dumbfounded when she saw what she was wearing in the mirror. Sheryl lowered her gaze to make sure that she really was wearing pajamas. 'I'm not supposed to be wearing pajamas.
What happened?'
Sheryl tried to recall the previous night. She didn't change into her pajamas right away because she intended to wait for Charles to get home. However, it got so late that she fell asleep.
So why was she wearing pajamas? If Charles didn't come home, then who helped Sheryl change into pajamas? Sheryl was in such a deep sleep last night that she didn't know what had happened.
If it wasn't Charles, could it be Melissa? Sheryl didn't even want to consider that, so she quickly shook the idea off. In the end, she decided to ask Nancy. Regardless of the whole pajama thing, Sheryl felt refreshed from her sleep. She hurriedly went into the bathroom, washed her face, and brushed her teeth. When she finished her daily get-up routine, she checked her watch. It was a half past seven in the morning. 'Yesterday... I almost forgot about that mall fiasco!' Sheryl took out her phone and decided to check the news.
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