The Apple of My Eye
Chapter 1664 A Flash Disk

A trace of apprehension crossed his eyes as Charles thought back on what Leila had told him. While he was in a coma, the affair between Sheryl and Lewis seemed to have caused a big commotion across the city.

David's hesitation in answering his questions made Charles more convinced about his own suspicions.

"Mr. Lu, Mrs. Xia, has been intimately in touch with Mr. Xu. But, I believe it's all business-related. Besides, it's rumored that Mr. Xu once came to the hospital where you had stayed. He and Mrs. Xia quarreled with Madam, and even pushed Madam to the ground. Although it is all gossip from the Internet, which hasn't been confirmed yet!" David told his boss everything that he had heard about the incident. When David had finished, Charles sank into silence.

Sheryl's affairs with Lewis didn't bother Charles very much, as he already had a general knowledge about it. However, Sheryl had kept the conflict that she had between Melissa and Lewis from him. It seemed that Sheryl was hiding something from her husband.

The trust that they had between each other had now been shattered. He began to doubt in his wife again, especially her affair with Lewis.

Holding on to his phone, David was at a loss of what to say. He asked tentatively, "Mr. Lu, is there anything else that you would like to know?"

"No, thanks, David. We're done here!" Charles thought for a moment and replied in a sedate tone. Then he hung up the phone.

While deep in contemplation, Sheryl strode along the passage. With her head raised, she suddenly realized that she had reached Charles' ward. Before she went in, she composed herself by taking in a deep breath. She tried to clear her mind from everything that had just happened.

However, what Sheryl hadn't noticed, was that someone had secretly videoed the scene of her meeting up with Ferry.

As soon as she entered the ward, she put on a sweet smile and greeted Charles at once, "How are you feeling? Better?"

"Yes, much better," Charles replied without looking at her. He put his phone down and turned to the other side.

His unusual behavior caught Sheryl's attention. Suspicion immediately entered her head. 'Why is he acting like that? What's wrong with him?'

"Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something? I can get something for you," Sheryl asked as she maintained her sweet smile. She tried to dispel her doubt and dissuade herself from that idea. "No, I'm not hungry at all!" Charles replied, nonchalantly with his mind absent.

Sheryl was beginning to get peeved off with the cold shoulder that Charles was giving her. She couldn't pretend that nothing was wrong anymore and asked, "What's wrong with you? Don't keep things to yourself!" Sheryl regarded Charles with much care. She sat next to him, patiently waiting for him to speak.

With a casual shake of his head, Charles said, "Nothing! I'm fine."

On the verge of flipping her lid, Sheryl furrowed her eyebrows. After a few moments, she smiled again as she said, "It doesn't matter what it is that's troubling you. You can share it with me. Nothing should be hidden between the two of us. That's what you told me, remember?"

"I said I'm fine! Really! What else do you expect me to say?" Charles looked at Sheryl with irritation in his eyes.

His rude reply displeased Sheryl. She felt as if she was being regarded as the overly skeptical one.

"Okay, I'm sorry. I'm asking too many questions." Sheryl was fuming inside and was frustrated. She took an apple and concentrated on peeling it.

But she could tell that Charles was keeping something from her. After all, she knew her husband so well. Sheryl could notice any tiny change in his expression. No matter how hard he tried to deny it, his expression always gave away the truth to her.

He had something on his mind that was bothering him, and Sheryl knew it. She could tell by the way that her husband was fidgeting at the moment. But she decided not to force him to tell her. She had no intention of playing the psychologist with him either since Ferry continuously harassed her, and she felt unsettled.

Charles was still stewing over what David had told him. The more he thought about it, the more agitated he became.

Finally, he concluded in his mind, 'Sheryl, why did you lie to me? Have you really betrayed me?'

"Here, take the apple," Sheryl said as she handed the big peeled apple to her husband. Then she waited in silence while she gazed at him.

Charles' thoughts were interrupted. He stopped his mind from wandering and then collected his thoughts. With a faint smile, he tried to repair his messy state of mind. Then he quickly took the apple and bit into it. The way he chewed looked mechanical.

Sheryl couldn't stand his indifference anymore, so she made an excuse. "Your appetite must not be good. Why don't you have a rest, and I'll go and get something more delicious for you?" she said. Despite the rage that she was feeling in her heart, she didn't vent it out loud. Instead, Sheryl chose to leave. She didn't want to cause any friction with Charles at the moment. "Sher, wait!"

Sheryl already had one foot out of the door, when Charles called out for her to stop.

"What is it?" Sheryl asked, turning with an expectant face. She felt happy that Charles finally seemed willing to share with her what was on his mind.

Sheryl eagerly waited for her husband to continue. But he still said nothing. Charles hesitated with a gloomy face.

"What are you waiting for? Just say what you wanted to say!" Sheryl grumbled, with a frown. She was feeling impatient with him.

She had no idea why Charles was so indecisive. Nor could she tell, why it was, that he felt the need to be so cautious about with her.

"While I was in a coma, how was it going between you and my mother?" Charles asked, somewhat indirectly.

He finally decided to spill the beans and talk. This was a question that kept haunting him. He couldn't keep it inside any longer and needed an answer. If he didn't get the answer, then he would feel unsettled. Charles' question left Sheryl floundering. She was at a loss for words. She thought to herself in a panic, 'Did anyone say something to him? Why does he ask me such a weird question?'

In Sheryl's eyes, if she sensed that anyone had set her up. Leila was the first person she would immediately think of. Leila must have said something to Charles to raise his concern. It must be the quarrel between her and Melissa, which had also involved Lewis. Sheryl felt it would be better to tell him the truth. But considering that Charles was still on the road to recovery, it wasn't the best time to say something that could upset him.

She gave him a faint smile and replied, "Well, nothing out of the usual. Why do you ask me that?"

"Nothing!" Charles slumped his shoulders and dropped his head. His face looked even gloomier than before.

"Why did you ask me that?"

Sheryl asked him again. She regarded him closely, trying to read what was on his mind.

"As I said, it's nothing! I'm just curious,"

Charles repeated, still in a low voice.

"All right then, I am heading out now." Sheryl didn't know what more to say. She felt tired and needed to get out for some fresh air.

She was sure now that Leila must have told Charles something. She was going to ask Charles about it but swallowed the idea in the end.

When she thought about it again, Sheryl decided that she shouldn't talk too much about it, especially since she was trying to avoid talking about the quarrel with Melissa.

Eventually, she told herself not to overthink. She avoided having an open talk with Charles by leaving the ward.

As he sat alone in the ward, Charles sank into deep thought again. He was frowning profoundly, and his face was solemn.

Meanwhile, at the side door of the hospital

After the meeting with Sheryl, Ferry didn't immediately leave the hospital. Instead, he stood at the side door, waiting for a moment. A shadowy figure soon approached him. With a knowing nod, the figure then handed a paper bag to Ferry. Then they left as briskly as they came.

Ferry quickly turned on his heels and went straight home.

As soon as he arrived home, he opened the bag. Inside was a flash disk, and when he saw it, it brought a big smile to his face. Ferry was indeed thrilled to finally get what he had been waiting for. Without wasting a second, Ferry eagerly inserted the disk into the computer. He found that there was a video stored on it.