The Apple of My Eye
Chapter 1698 We Didn't Get A Divorce

Divorce may seem easy. You signed a piece of paper and just like that you were done. But that wasn't true. There were a lot of things to deal with after. You needed to move out of the house, figure out how to co-parent, and so much more. Sheryl knew this was going to wear her out. But what other option did she have?

Sheryl's phone rang, and she thought it was Nancy again. But it was Ferry this time.

Sheryl hesitated, wondering whether she should take this call. Whatever happens, happens. Sheryl decided to answer the phone.

She remained silent when she answered her phone, waiting for Ferry to say something.

"I heard that you and Charles went to court today?" Ferry teased Sheryl.

Even though Sheryl couldn't see Ferry right now, she could tell from his voice how happy he was. Sheryl wouldn't have been able to control herself if she saw him right now. She would certainly have slapped him across the face.

"Wow, you really do know everything. Then you should know that we didn't get the divorce today." Sheryl was over it, and her patience towards Ferry was wearing thin. The only reason why she still put up with Ferry's nonsense was that she cared about her family, and was worried that Ferry might do something to hurt them if she crossed him.

When people were preoccupied with their personal affairs, they were often stuck, and more often than not, couldn't do much. Ferry knew this, and he was going to use this to take advantage of Sheryl. "So you're not getting divorced?" Ferry sneered at Sheryl, threatening her.

"I assure you that we'll never be together. I'm still getting a divorce. You said you would give me time. Just keep your promise and stop bugging me!" Sheryl snapped at Ferry. She hated how Ferry kept harassing her.

"I'm glad you're doing this." Ferry smiled, seemingly satisfied. Sheryl didn't reply so he continued, "Sheryl, your time is running out. You'd better get it done as soon as possible. You know what I'm capable of." "I know!" Sheryl said coldly.

"Don't you even think about trying to play dirty. I've got people watching you." Every time Ferry threatened Sheryl, he always used a light tone, as if he was just joking around with his buddies.

"I hear that your kids are in kindergarten now. How time flies! You know how much I love kids..."

"Don't you dare threaten my children!" Sheryl interrupted Ferry. Sheryl had very little tolerance when it came to threats to her children. She would do anything Ferry asked, and take anything he said as long as he left her children alone. Her children were her limit.

"What? Why are you getting angry?" Ferry burst into laughter.

"I'm getting divorced!" Sheryl hung up on Ferry after she finished speaking.

Ferry had intended to get on Sheryl's nerves. He smiled viciously when he looked at his phone screen. He murmured to himself, "Sheryl, I'd love to see how long you're going to stretch this out!"

Sheryl felt angry and worried at the same time once she hung up. Ferry's call had ruined her day, and it irritated her. She knew that she needed to get the divorce done as soon as possible. And the sooner, the better. The clock was ticking. Otherwise, Ferry might really do something to hurt the children.

In the Dream Garden

Leila was sitting in the living room. Suddenly, something occurred to her. She took a deep breath, looked at Melissa and said, "Aunt Melissa, I've come up with a plan. But I need to sacrifice something, and I don't know if you'll agree," Leila said, biting her lower lip.

Leila seemed to have already made up her mind.

Melissa was surprised to hear this. She relaxed her face. She was glad that Leila was taking matters into her own hands and trying to come up with a solution, so she asked, "What do you have in mind?" Leila looked around, then asked Melissa to sit closer to her. She leaned against her and whispered in her ear.

A smile appeared on Melissa's face as she listened to Leila. She nodded her head at Leila in satisfaction, and said, "Leila, I'm sorry that you have to make such a sacrifice. But I'm sure it's going to pay off. You can finally be with Charles if your plan works. We can kill two birds with one stone if this works!"

"I'll take that as a yes then, Aunt Melissa. Now we only need to figure out a way for Sheryl to see it, then our plan's going to work for sure," Leila said to Melissa excitedly.

"Yes, I know what you mean. We can always replace an opportunity, but we need to work out the details first. We can't afford another failure," Melissa said to Leila.

Melissa and Leila were in good spirits after they finished their discussion. They knew that even though Charles didn't want a divorce, as long as Sheryl was determined to get one, there wasn't much Charles could do. He had no other option but to agree to the divorce.

Nancy had just finished cooking. She walked out of the kitchen and saw Melissa and Leila in the living room. Nancy could tell from their faces that they were planning something shady, and it worried her. She said to them, "Mrs. Lu, Ms. Zhang, dinner is ready. I'm going upstairs to tell Mr. Lu." Nancy then went upstairs.

Melissa and Leila exchanged glances and smiled at each other. They walked to the dining table and sat down, waiting for Charles to come down.

On the second floor, Charles had only unlocked his bedroom door when Melissa had finally stopped bothering him.

"Mr. Lu, can I come in?" Nancy asked carefully as she knocked on the door.

Charles was lost in thought, sitting on a chair on the balcony. When he heard Nancy, he turned around and said, "Sure, come on in."

Nancy pushed the door open, walked inside and saw Charles sitting on the balcony.

Even though Nancy could just see the side of his face, she could still tell how upset he was.

And she instantly felt sorry for Charles. She furrowed her brows and said to Charles, "Mr. Lu, dinner is ready. Would you come downstairs and eat something?"

"I know. Thank you, Nancy. You can go first. I'm coming in a minute," Charles replied indifferently.

Nancy couldn't help but sigh. She wanted to say something to comfort Charles. She opened her mouth, but nothing came out.

"Alright, see you at the dining room, Mr. Lu. Remember to come downstairs. Skipping dinner is bad for your health," Nancy reminded Charles and left.

Melissa and Leila got worried when they saw Nancy coming downstairs by herself.

Thankfully, Charles showed up just a few moments later.

Charles walked to the dining table. He remained silent the entire time they had dinner. He lowered his head, focusing on his meal.

Melissa and Leila focused on eating their dinner too. Every now and then, they would exchange glances. Finally, Melissa broke the silence. She said, "Charles, are you okay?"

"Yes." Charles didn't even lift his head when he answered Melissa.

Melissa was quiet for a moment. She put a fresh piece of fish into Charles' bowl and said, "Isn't this your favorite? Try it!"

"Uh-huh."

Charles was too upset to talk to anyone. So whenever Melissa tried to talk to him, he just shrugged or mumbled a few words or nodded his head. Melissa felt like he was isolating himself from her, from the family, from everyone.

"Charles, would you want to go for a ride after dinner?" Leila put down her chopsticks and asked sincerely.

"No, I'm going to the bar with my friends after dinner."

Charles still didn't lift his head. When he spoke to Melissa, his voice was cold and indifferent. But when he spoke to Leila, he was harsh and impatient. And Leila was able to tell the difference, so she shut her mouth, not daring to say anything else.