The Apple of My Eye
Chapter 559 Holley's Real Identity

With a smile, Anthony replied lovingly,"In my eyes, you will always be my little girl."

Sheryl felt no happiness when she heard the sweet words from her boyfriend. Instead, she felt heavy in her heart. She thanked him, said bye and hung up the hotel phone.

"You're so lucky. Your boyfriend regularly calls you every night. Look at me, I'm alone and no one cares about me," Sue sighed while walking out of the bathroom, toweling her wet hair.

"Are you sure?" Sheryl asked while looking at her friend. She walked to Sue and put her arm around her neck. "You still have me. I always care about you," she grinned.

"I'm serious," Sue responded. The two women laughed and joked while lying head to head on the bed. After a short while, they were silent. Sheryl asked abruptly, "Mimi, how does it feel to be in love?" "Seriously? You are the one with a boyfriend. Why ask your single friend that question? Are you kidding me? "Are you trying to be smart with me?" Sue pouted her lips, grumbling. "Don't get me wrong. I just feel.. confused," Sheryl explained. 'Since I lost my memory, Anthony has always been by my side. But, do I really love him?' she questioned herself inside. Sheryl couldn't figure out her true feelings towards Anthony. Perhaps, she just got used to having him around. She couldn't delineate companionship from love anymore.

The feeling was totally different when Charles held her hand. She found herself blushed and her heart pounded fast. She wasn't sure if that was love. But, she was sure she never felt the same way with Anthony.

"Mimi, since I lost my memory, Anthony has always been with me. The first time I regained consciousness he was there. He told me that he was my boyfriend, but... I never felt that there was a deep chemistry between us. I just feel secure to have him around. I don't think the feeling I harbor for him is love. I'm confused," Sheryl blurted out her thoughts.

While she looked at the ceiling, her eyes narrowed. 'Perhaps, I've already regarded him as my elder brother,' she thought.

"Do you have any idea what you are talking about?" Sue scowled at her best friend. "Now listen to me. Love is a luxury not everyone can afford. People like us should replace someone who will marry us and treat us very well. We can't be hopeless romantics because true love only appears in dramas or novels. Anthony and you are meant for each other. He will be a good husband. Don't think too much dear," Sue lectured with so much emotion.

Sue already noticed Sheryl's weird behavior just recently.

When they were in America, Sheryl never raised questions like these. Sue assumed that something happened to her. Whatever that "something" was, it definitely changed her.

Out of concern, Sue rolled over and asked, "Sher, what's up? Did something happen to you?"

"Nothing... at all," Sheryl replied, avoiding Sue's suspicious gaze. "I just feel something is missing between me and Anthony. I'm wondering... if I really love him," Sheryl said.

"No girl, you're lying," Sue retorted firmly, staring at her friend. "You must be hiding something from me."

"No, I'm not," Sheryl replied nervously, staring back at Sue. As for her acquaintances with Charles, she intended to keep her confidant in the dark. She didn't want Sue to misinterpret her relationship with Charles.

Besides, she hadn't figured out her feelings for Charlie's father yet.

"Is that so?" Sue asked in disbelief. "Sher, you said you would never keep secrets from me." she narrowed her eyes and looked over at Sheryl.

"Yeah, I said so. You're such a good observant, how could I fool you?" Sheryl joked with an impish smile. "Go dry your hair now. I'm gonna take a shower," she urged.

She had no intention of confiding her feelings towards Charles to anyone.

In a presidential suite of a hotel at the twenty-second floor, the heavy breathing and deep moans of a man and a woman's voices resounded inside. After a fierce lovemaking, George felt exhausted and rested his naked, sweaty and muscular body on top of a very unfamiliar-looking woman.

Smiling, he pinched the woman's waist lightly. "Babe, how am I supposed to live without you? Promise you will never leave me," he whispered in a seductive voice.

"I promise," Holley replied bashfully. A dash of unnoticeable aversion flashed through her eyes as she spoke.

George was the owner of BM Corporation, an operator of a chain of shopping centers. He was a dashing young man with an athletic body. Although he was already her fiancee, she had no love for him. He was just a tool she would use for revenge.

Holley pushed George aside. "I'm going to take a bath," she said.

She came into the bathroom and immediately went inside the shower booth. Standing under the spray of warm water, she rubbed her body hard with a towel, as if, trying to wash away all the marks George had left on her body.

George, who followed Holly, pushed the bathroom door open. His eyes fell on Holley's wet curvaceous body. "Babe, let me help you," he offered obsessively.

He was an energetic young man. In front of him was a seductive woman's naked body. He again succumbed to lust. He pounced on the beautiful Holly and wrapped his arms around her waist. Fully aware of George's intentions, Holley held his hands already on her waist. "Babe, I'm so tired. Just let me finish bathing this time," the woman pleaded in a cute voice.

She was too exhausted to follow George's advances again.

George withdrew his hands reluctantly. He got out of the shower and only wore a bath towel around his waist. When Holley walked out of the bathroom, George already prepared a bottle of wine. "Do you want some?" he asked, handing a wine goblet to the woman.

Holley took the glass. She was accustomed to drinking before sleeping. That was the only way to help her fall asleep at night. Suddenly, she recalled the time when she was bailed out by Ferry. After she fled prison, he had kept her in a small room. In her eyes, the place where she had been imprisoned into was no better place than jail.

In fact, she led a more miserable life there than in prison.

She lived like a whore. Once gangsters who worked for Ferry came to her, she must serve them with a smiling face.

If she cried, frowned or refused, she would be beaten up.

Ferry was also one of her 'clients'.

She stayed at that place for half a month. During that period, she had slept with thirty five men. When she lost hope and tried to kill herself, Ferry took her to Korea.

Ferry left her there totally wasted and almost dead. Then, he disappeared from her life. She chose to have a plastic surgery for she couldn't bear to look at her former face anymore. That face kept reminding her of her miserable past.

When she met George, she was just a clerk in a shopping mall. With no one to depend on, she had to work to survive.

Since the department store belonged to George's family, an idea to seduce the young, wealthy man occurred to Holley Ye: Yvonne Gu's new identity.

When she was trapped as Ferry's whore, she had learnt one thing.

That was how to entertain and tame men. Once she behaved obediently, the men would treat her tenderly.

Otherwise, she would be stricken and maltreated.

She tried all means to win George's affection including sleeping with him frequently and her plan worked. To be with her, George even had several fights with his family.

One day, Holley told George her decision to go back to Y City for an important, unfinished matter she had to do.