The Apple of My Eye
Chapter 780 Confess To Sheryl

Having the whole family together was something that Charles could not even think of a few hours back. He could only be thankful and grateful for this moment. He looked at Shirley as she held his hands. He put on a gentle smile and said softly to Shirley, "What's up?" He then bent down and patted her head. "You just said that you want to see your mom, didn't you? See, your mom is over there," he said pointing out to Sheryl's direction.

So Shirley gathered her courage and walked over to the bed. A timid voice escaped her mouth as she called, "Mom."

Hearing Shirley's voice, Sheryl could not control her tears. She touched Shirley's cheeks, tears streaming down her cheeks.

She then reached for her and took her in a deep embrace as if she were holding a recovered treasure.

Seeing the happy scene, Isla sneaked out of the room. She felt it would be better to leave Charles and Sheryl alone. She patted on Charles' shoulder meaningfully before she left.

After watching Sheryl's attitude just now, she realized that Charles still had a long way to go. All she could do at the moment was to pray for them so that they could be just like before very soon. Charles walked beside the bed and kept his hand on Shirley's head. He caressed her soft hair and said, "Sher, I promised to you that I'd bring back Shirley to you absolutely safe and sound. See, I kept my word."

Shirley clung to her mom's chest and wiped the tears from her face. Sheryl felt a kind of solace that she could never express through words. Having Shirley close to her felt like a soothing balm to her anxious mind. She glanced at Charles and said in a soft, yet sincere voice, "Thank you so much."

Charles was taken aback as she expressed her gratitude to him in this way. He frowned as he replied, "Sher, there is no need of a thank you between us."

"No, I should say thanks to you," Sheryl replied with gratitude. She then lifted her head and glanced at Charles. All these days, she had only been anxious about Shirley. Now as Shirley was in front, she became concerned about Charles who stood strong at this hour of despair. She said in a concerned voice, "I know you haven't got a proper sleep in these days. You have spent every minute to search for Shirley. You must be exhausted. Right?"

"I'm fine," Charles shook his head slightly and spoke with a smile. He looked tired but happy. There were dark circles around his eyes but the wide smile on his face made his state of mind to be absolutely clear. He was contended at heart. He was happier than anyone else that both his kids were safe and sound. So all his efforts were worthwhile.

"Oh, where is Charlie?" Sheryl spoke as she looked around to replace him. It suddenly occurred to her that she could not see Charlie anywhere around her and that made her anxious once again. Not having Charlie in front of her eyes made her miss a beat of her heart. He had been taken away together with Shirley. Shirley was back. But Charlie was nowhere to be seen. How could it be that he had come back and had not come to meet her? Where was he?

"He is right here. He got injured. And the doctor is treating him now," Charles spoke in a calm voice.

The moment the news of Charlie getting injured reached Sheryl's ears, she almost sprang up from her bed. She asked anxiously grasping Charles' hand, "What's wrong with Charlie? How did he get injured? Is it something serious?"

So many questions shot at one go left Charles with no time to reply to her. But Shirley, who had buried herself in Sheryl's arms, opened her mouth, "Charlie got injured while he was trying to save me." Sheryl turned towards Shirley with a surprised face as she realized that Shirley had started talking just like before. At one moment she heaved a sigh of relief and at the next moment she again became anxious about Charlie.

This was not the time to be happy for Shirley's recovery. She stroked Shirley's cheeks and asked, "Shirley, could you explain to mom what you mean by that?"

Shirley looked at her mom and started telling the entire thing that had happened after they had been kidnapped. Both Sheryl and Charles looked intensely at her as she spoke. Charlie had already gotten out through the window. But Shirley didn't have enough strength so she was about to fall from the window. Charlie immediately stood under her and supported her with his arms. But because of the impact, both of them fell on the ground and Charlie even broke his arm.

Sheryl kissed her daughter as she felt excited and delighted to see that Shirley could talk freely like before.

This entire kidnapping episode turned out to be a blessing in disguise which eventually helped Shirley to recover from her autism.

"Mom, I want to see Charlie," Shirley looked at Sheryl and said in a meek voice. Sheryl looked at her lovingly and nodded her head. "That's fine. I'll go with you," she said as she put her down and tried to get up from the bed. Sheryl felt much light and the spring in her steps was back. Charles held her in order to support her but she could stand straight without a support.

Both the mother and daughter stared at Charles, wanting him to show them the way. Charles guided them out of Sheryl's ward and took them to see Charlie.

By the time they arrived, the doctor had already tied a bandage on Charlie's arm. Shirley rushed to Charlie and touched his arm softly. Then she asked in a heartbroken voice, "Charlie, are you feeling the pain now?"

"No, I'm fine," Charlie replied with a warm smile. Charles looked at his son proudly. Both his kids were so incredibly sensitive and caring towards each other. Charlie lifted his head and saw Sheryl standing at the door. He looked into her eyes with a smile and said nothing. Sheryl stood at the doorway watching him with her eyes swelling with tears.

Then she slowly walked toward Charlie and took his hands into hers to express her gratitude. "Charlie, thank you, thank you very much," she said in a choked voice. Charlie came as a blessing to her at this moment. She could do nothing else but only keep saying thank you.

Charlie was so timid that he just smiled as a response. He looked at Charles and Shirley who were standing just next to him and smiled, saying no words.

Sheryl stared at Charlie lovingly and continued, "Thanks you Charlie. Without you, Shirley couldn't be recovered so fast. What do you want me to do for you to show my gratitude?"

Charlie frowned as he replied, "Sher, don't even mention it. I just did what I should have done."

He then looked at Shirley and said in a happy voice, "Shirley is my sister. It's my responsibility to protect her. After all I'm a man." Hearing such responsible words from a little boy, both Charles and Sheryl broke into a smile.

As he was speaking, he accidentally touched his injured arm and felt a pain from it. He couldn't help but give a choked cry. Sheryl became nervous about his injury and asked in a concerned voice, "How are you feeling? Is that very painful?"

"I'm fine. Don't worry," Charlie shook his head and rested his head back on the pillow. Sheryl rested his plastered arm gently by his side and stroked his hair to make him feel better. Then she turned to Charles and said, "You should take him home now. Have you spoken to the doctor? What does he have to say about his recovery? How long will the plaster be there?"

As Charlie's arm needed to be plastered, Charles wanted to stay in the hospital to accompany Sheryl. But Sheryl was in no mind to do so. She urged Charles to take them back home. He need a rest after having such a long day. In fact, they all needed to get some good nights sleep.

Charles stared at Sheryl with utmost concern and asked, "Are you feeling alright yourself?" Are you fine on you own?"

"Don't worry, I'm just fine." Sheryl wore a reassuring smile on her face as she spoke. "I'm not a child any more. Don't worry about me. You just take them back home as soon as possible. You all need a good rest now. You all had a very long and tiring day. I will be fine in the hospital. Don't worry about me."

As all the discords got solved successfully, Sheryl felt much lighter. She was half recovered as she saw the kids back. The last few days seemed just like a nightmare. Next day as Arthur came to see her, she begged him to complete her discharge formalities. But Arthur refused and persuaded her, "Although the kids are all safe and sound now, you still need to stay in the hospital and recover. It's still a matter of concern that you have developed a propensity to faint whenever something urgent happens. You'd better stay here and improve your health before you leave."

"Grandpa, I feel much better now. Just allow me to go home. I promise, I will be fine," Sheryl pleaded with knitted brows. "Look at me, grandpa. I am perfectly alright. There is absolutely no point to prolong my stay in the hospital. It is time for me to get discharged," Sheryl asserted her opinion.

"You don't have the final say on whether you can be discharged or not. Only the doctor can decide whether you need to stay here or be released to go home," Arthur stuck to his opinion. He added with a neutral expression, "And even I'm a doctor. I know it very well when you can leave the hospital."

"Grandpa..." Sheryl furrowed her brows and tried to get his consent. She continued, "I'm really worried to leave Shirley and Charlie alone in the home. Please discharge me. I just want to be with the kids." Sheryl kept reasoning with Arthur until he agreed to give in and gave his consent for her to be released. "But you have to promise that you will come to the hospital for regular check-ups," he warned her in a concerned voice.

As she walked out of the hospital, Abby was already waiting for her outside the gates. She received Sheryl with a smile and said, "Get in to the car. I'll drive you to Dream Garden."

Sheryl didn't want to bother her and declined politely, "Don't worry, Abby. I can go there on my own."

But Abby rested her hand on her shoulder and insisted, "It doesn't matter. And I want to have a talk with you." Saying this, she gestured towards the car and gently led Sheryl towards it.

Sheryl could not ignore Abby's words. She became curious about what Abby had to tell her. Hence, she had no choice but to accept her offer. She boarded the car and seated herself on the front seat as Abby started to drive. Sheryl waited for Abby to speak but she kept driving silently with a rather stern expression on her face. Sheryl grew increasingly anxious and broke the silence, "Aunt Abby, you just said that you want to talk to me? What's the matter?"

"Yes," Abby said curving her lips in a half-smile. But she didn't know how to say it. Sheryl could see that she was in a dilemma and planned to wait for her to open up.

After a long moment of hesitation, she finally said to Sheryl, "Today, I wanted to meet you because I... I want to apologize to you."

"Apologize?" Sheryl repeated the word with utter surprise. That was the last word she could expect from Abby. She stared at her with a startled look and paused for a second before she spoke, "What do you mean by that? Why do you need to apologize to me?"

"I..." Abby remembered what Andy had done to Sheryl and her face got filled with remorse. She found it difficult to make an eye contact with Sheryl. But she had to do this no matter how difficult it was. She thought it would be better for her to confess to Sheryl herself rather than Sheryl replaceing it out herself one day.

"Sher, we know we have done something terribly wrong. I can understand if you'll blame us. But..." Abby continued with a wry smile, "Mom and dad are very old. They have no idea about what Andy has done. hope you won't blame them."