The Apple of My Eye
Chapter 625 You Suffer The Pain Alone

"Really?" Sheryl gave a wry smile and said nothing more.

Charles looked at her and asked in a concerned voice, "Would you like to tell me something about your nightmare?"

Although Sheryl just had a nightmare, Charles had a strong intuition that her nightmare held some key to what happened to her in the past. Hence, it was important for him to know what exactly Sheryl had experienced in her nightmare.

"I'm fine, really," Sheryl confirmed promptly. Sheryl was a very reserved person and sharing something as private as a nightmare was much opposite to her nature. More so, the person showing interest in it was none other than Charles.

"I know you don't like me." Charles noticed the hesitation in Sheryl. Still he probed further as he said,"Anyway, we are friends now. You can tell me about your dream. Maybe, I can help you. Things won't change if you bottle them up inside."

Charles smiled and continued, "Trust me, keeping secrets is my only merit. I will do everything to guard your dream."

Eventually, Sheryl's heart melted with his sincere words.

Among many other emotional upheavals that she had been going through in the past three years, this nightmare had been the most excruciating thing that had given her sleepless nights. And she did not want to discuss it with anyone till now, she just felt relieved to be able to pour her heart out in front of Charles. She trusted him and believed that she would feel light if she did that.

"In fact, this dream has troubled me for three years." Sheryl twisted her mouth into a wry smile and started,"In my dream, I gave birth to a boy, but he was immediately taken away by a woman. I was calling out for help, but I couldn't make any sound. I could only watch the woman take my child away. I desperately tried to see the woman's face, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't see her clearly. I've dreamed this plot a numerous times. And every time this dream feels so real as if it really happened on me. Each and every feeling in this dream is so alive like I am wide awake in the moment."

As she stopped, there was a prolonged silence between the two of them. Then Charles spoke, "Have you ever told Anthony about your dream?" Charles had a very strong intuition that it was not a dream. This was what might have happened on Autumn three years back. His heart wrenched at every word uttered by Sheryl. But he had to maintain his composure in front of her until he had proofs for it. A frown settled on Charles' face when he heard Sheryl said that she gave birth to a boy in the dream. 'What if her dream is real? Where is the child now?

Is he still alive? How is he doing?' Multiple thoughts crowded his mind.

"Yes. I mentioned it to him." Holding a cup of milk in her hands, Sheryl continued, "I was so frightened when I had this dream for the first time that I had told him at once. He comforted me saying that it was just a dream. He said that I was too fatigued. Perhaps that was why I had such a strange dream. He also said that I indeed gave birth to a child, but it's a girl. Not a boy. And her name is Shirley. But the dream was so real."

Sheryl paused to take a break. She heaved a deep sigh and continued, "Later, in the year I just lost my memory, I often had the same dream over and over again. It was a little better later, but I didn't expect I had the dream once again last night."

What Sheryl didn't tell Charles was the reason behind her fainting. She fainted when she saw the birthmark on Charlie's hand.

Sheryl instinctively hid it from Charles because she thought the whole thing was so ridiculous.

"I agree with Anthony." Charles smiled and said, "Look at Shirley, what a clever girl she is! I dream of having such a cute girl. You should take a good rest in and stop fantasizing."

Looking straight at Shirley, Charles continued, "You don't know how much Shirley was frightened when you fainted. She kept asking me when would you wake up."

"I know Shirley is clever," Sheryl said and smiled proudly.

"You take a rest. I'm going to see Shirley and Charlie." Charles spoke that to make Sheryl light-hearted. As she closed her eyes, he left silently. After he closed the door, he became grim-faced once again. 'If Sheryl's dream is real, who took the child?

Ferry? Or Yvonne?' he thought.

No matter where the child was, the only thing that he could think of was the boy must be in danger. So he must replace out the child as soon as possible.

At that time, the last thing that came to Charles' mind was that the child he constantly thinking of was right by his side.

After Charles left, Sheryl laid on the bed and tried to get some sleep. However, her mind was not ready to rest. She looked around Charles' room. The pillow she was resting on bore his smell. It was faint and smelt pleasant.

A faint smile appeared on her face, she felt very comfortable and peaceful lying on that bed. She closed her eyes slowly and let her mind lose to wander on random thoughts.

The moment she closed her eyes, all she could see was Charles' deep and gentle eyes. How lovingly he looked at her! At times she could not make out whether he was looking at her or his wife. 'What if I met him before Autumn? Will we be a couple?'

she thought, but the very next moment she shook her head to drive this thought away from her mind. She patted her face and whispered to herself, "Sheryl, don't lose your mind. You already have a boyfriend. It's silly to take his kindness as his affection."

She took her phone out and began to replace a photo of Anthony and her to remind herself that she was already in a committed relationship. However, she found that they hadn't taken even one photo together during such a long period.

Sheryl threw the phone on the bed languidly and sighed heavily.

She remembered what Sue had said to herself last night. She was right. Perhaps, Sheryl did not deserve to be Anthony's girlfriend.

Suddenly, she remembered Charles' words before he walked out of the room. He asked her to take a rest in the room. But all she had done all this while was nothing other than fantasizing. Sheryl laid down for a while, feeling that her dizziness was slightly relieved. Then she got up to make lunch.

As she came downstairs, she was startled to see Shirley was playing horse riding game with Charles. Shirley rode on Charles' neck and yelled in excitement, "Neigh! Neigh! Come on! Uncle Lu!" "Okay, I'm speeding up!" Charles' tone was full of gentleness.

Sheryl was frightened and scolded Shirley angrily,"Shirley, Uncle Lu hasn't fully recovered. You will hurt him! Get down from him!"

Sheryl's severe tone frightened Shirley, who was about to cry.

Seeing this, Charles hastily explained to Sheryl, "It doesn't matter. Shirley is young, and her weight is not sufficient enough to hurt me."

Shirley was his daughter. He could do everything she asked for.

"Charles!" Sheryl was angry and continued to blame Charles, "Shirley is a kid. She does not understand. Are you as same as her? Do you know how serious your injuries are? What if you die for this?" "Sher, don't worry. I'm really fine," Charles comforted Sheryl. "Shirley is thin. She can't hurt me."

"Okay, since you don't cherish your own body, I don't care about you from now on." Sheryl was disappointed. "You can do whatever you want. I'll leave and you suffer the pain alone," she continued.