The Apple of My Eye
Chapter 2053 Worry

Aron didn't realize what had happened until Sheryl told him the truth. Stunned and utterly astonished, he asked, "For real?" "Why would I lie to you? I'm a woman, and I know exactly what that woman is up to," Sheryl told Aron, looking dead serious.

Aron nodded his head to show Sheryl that he believed her. And then he asked her what he had to do, promising he would follow her orders.

Sheryl thought for a while before she answered, "First and foremost, you need to go back and join Isla. From there onward, I will help you handle that lady." Aron nodded again.

"Right now, remain here. I will go inside and ask Isla to see you out here. It will only make things more awkward if you went inside," Sheryl warned before she left.

Aron was surprised to see the dexterity with which Sheryl handled everything. Her mind worked in a wonderful way. He always knew that she was very efficient and capable when it came to business matters. However, he was both surprised and impressed to learn that Sheryl was also very considerate and thoughtful in daily life.

"Sher, thank you," Aron lowered his voice and said.

"No problem. Anything to ensure that you and Isla will stay together." Sheryl smiled at Aron.

She then walked inside. Isla was a little confused since it had taken so long for Sheryl to return. When she saw Sheryl walking to her, she was about to ask what took her so long. But before she could put forth this question, Sheryl grabbed her arm and walked her to the entrance.

"Sher, you..."

"You'll see once you get out," Sheryl wasted no time and dragged Isla towards the doorway.

Once Sheryl and Isla walked to the doorway, the seductive lady, Hasina, had a face like a thundercloud.

"Listen, you and Aron go back home first. I will handle the rest," Sheryl whispered in Isla's ear.

"But be careful, Sheryl. If anything happens, don't hesitate to call me." Isla was moved by Sheryl's action. When she called Sheryl, Isla hadn't expected that Sheryl would manage to fix the problem. Isla had merely called to ask Sheryl's opinion.

"Don't worry. It's a piece of cake. I've got this." Sheryl nodded at Isla, assuring her.

Isla knew Sheryl well. Sheryl was only hesitant when it came to her own issues, but she was very decisive when she dealt with others' problems.

Isla was satisfied. She grabbed Aron's arm and left the bar.

Sheryl watched Isla and Aron leave. She took a deep breath before she walked back to the lounge.

People were anxiously waiting for Sheryl inside. Sheryl pushed the door open and smiled at them. "Sorry, guys. Aron and Isla had to leave. Let's continue our party. Enjoy the night!"

"What? But they are the people who are hosting this party. How can they be the first ones to leave? What the hell! This is not going to be fun..."

"Exactly! How can they just leave like that?" People started to whisper amongst themselves. The whole place became chaotic.

Sheryl crossed her arms. She looked extremely calm. After shooting them an angry glance, she slowly said, "Yes, they left. Now what do you all intend to do? Are you thinking of calling them back?"

"No, we won't do that. But you have to stay." It was Hasina, the woman who had been bothering Isla, who spoke up this time.

It only took Sheryl one glance to know that Hasina was angry. She smiled at Hasina and said, "Sure, I will stay till the party ends."

Sheryl had promised Isla she would handle this, so there was no way she could leave. Sheryl knew that the only way to deal with these people was to let them know that she wasn't a push-over. They had to know she wasn't someone who would shrink back from difficulties.

Luckily, Sheryl had a high alcohol tolerance, thanks to her long experience running a business. She got herself a glass of wine and held it up high, saying, "Everyone, let's party tonight!"

The people's interest was ignited by Sheryl's enthusiasm. They all held their glasses and emptied them in one gulp.

Sheryl turned a cold glance at Hasina and asked her, "Hasina, are you not joining us?"

Hasina hadn't been in a good mood since Aron had left with Isla. Without him, there wasn't any fun left for her. However, when she saw Sheryl, who helped Isla take Aron away, she was pissed, and she wanted to teach her a lesson.

Hasina had thought she could make use of the crowd to humiliate Sheryl. But to her surprise, Sheryl easily got everything under control. Hasina was frustrated and couldn't bear the thought of staying in this bar.

Sheryl's question brought everyone's attention to Hasina.

One of them stepped forward and said, "Come on, Hasina. Don't be such a bummer. Come and join us. Enjoy the party!"

"Have fun tonight, Hasina!"

Hasina looked around and reluctantly got herself a glass of wine.

Sheryl took a few more drinks and watched everyone get drunk and fall on the sofa.

Truth be told, Sheryl herself began to feel a little tipsy. She rubbed her temples and thought 'God, my tolerance isn't as strong as I had thought. Maybe it's because I haven't drunk for a long time. Such a little amount of alcohol has managed to make me tipsy!'

Hasina was no better off than Sheryl. She literally fell down on the sofa when she took her first sip of wine. A smile crept on Sheryl's face when she looked at Hasina. Initially, she had overestimated Hasina. To her, Hasina looked like someone who had a high alcohol tolerance.

Sheryl somehow managed to stand up. She then asked the bartender to see everyone off.

After everyone had gone, Sheryl walked out of the bar.

When she got to the doorway, something occurred to Sheryl, so she plunged into her purse and took out her phone.

She needed to call Isla and inform her that everything was settled. Otherwise, Isla wouldn't be able to sleep tonight.

"Hi, Sher. How did it go? Is everything okay?"

"Yep, everything is settled," Sheryl said and let out a burp.

"Sher, are you drunk?" Isla furrowed her brows and asked. From Sheryl's slurred voice, Isla had guessed she had drunk a lot, and this burp confirmed her suspicion.

"But I'm doing this for your sake. You owe me big time."

"Yes, I am going to be forever thankful to you. So where are you? Are you still in the bar? You can't be driving since you are so drunk. How about I ask Aron to drive you home?"

"No, thanks, Isla. I can handle it. I will take a taxi. At this hour, you shouldn't be bothering Aron. Just stay home and sleep, guys. I'm fine!" Sheryl then hung up, not waiting to hear Isla's answer. She slowly walked out to catch a taxi, but a familiar face stopped Sheryl dead in her tracks.

Unable to believe it, she rubbed her eyes. She thought the alcohol was messing with her vision. 'Why is Damian here? Didn't he leave for such a long time?' Sheryl shook her head in disbelief. "Sher, are you... are you drunk?" Damian asked Sheryl with a trace of concern.

"Wh-why are you here?"

"I never left. I've been here all this while," Damian furrowed his brows and answered.

"Oh, you should go home then. I'm going home too. Ah, I feel so dizzy. I need to call a taxi." Sheryl stumbled and looked around, but she couldn't replace a single taxi in sight.