His Real Wedded Bride

Chapter 1180 I Am Not A Pushover

Sheryl laughed heartily. She had been so depressed lately and had been feeling that there was so

much burden placed on her. She never thought that she would be able to laugh genuinely at a time like

this. However, she did, and it was all because of Isla.

"What are you laughing about?" Isla pouted. She looked at Sheryl, pretending to be angry, but she was

glad to hear the sound of her laughter.

"Nothing. You are right, we should get to work," Sheryl said, shaking her head with a smile.

"Yes, we should. Let's set aside all this nonsense. Oh, Sheryl! I just remembered, we had a new client

who wanted us to plan an opening ceremony. What happened to him? He never came back and he

hasn't contacted us either," Isla said.

She quickly shifted her focus to work.

The topic was changed so swiftly that Sheryl couldn't catch up with her at first. She thought for a

moment and then answered, "Are you talking about that new company? The company is still in its

beginning phase. I suppose that's why they have not come back to us yet."

The new client that Isla was talking about was a young entrepreneur. He had started a company with

some of his friends. And he had wanted to draw some public attention by letting Cloud Advertising

Company plan an opening ceremony of the company.

But the opening ceremony had been postponed several times.

If Isla had not mentioned them, Sheryl would have completely forgotten about them.

"Yes, I remember. It was some new venture established by a few newly-graduated college students.

They wanted to establish a technological company or something like that," Isla recalled.

"Yes, they called it Lansh Technology. But those people are definitely acting strange. Although they had

arranged an opening ceremony and set the date, they have postponed the it again and again. They

might be in some sort of trouble," said Sheryl.

"That makes sense. I will check with them and find out if they still want us to plan the ceremony or not,"

Isla responded, nodding her head decisively. She put the issue onto her memo.

"All right. You deal with Lansh Technology and I will deal with the other clients who are almost up for

payment," Sheryl said, looking at her list of clients.

"Okay, let's get started. And I will stop talking about the other things, because I know that you won't

listen anyway," Isla said as she shrugged her shoulders. She gave Sheryl a wide smile and left her

office.

Sheryl knew what Isla was implying, but she did not deny it because she knew that whatever Isla said,

she said it for her good. She never doubted it. She knew that Isla did everything for her sake, no matter

what she said.

Sheryl shook her head, trying to clear all the annoying thoughts out of her head. She calmed herself

down by taking a deep breath, hoping that it would help her focus on her work. After she slowly

breathed out, she continued to focus on her work.

At that moment, her phone rang. Sheryl saw the caller ID, and it was Rachel calling.

She had earlier saved this number in her phone as 'the president of Tarsan Company' when Tarsan Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

Corporation was doing business with Cloud Advertising Company.

She had put in a lot of effort trying to get a hold of this number.

But only after that wine party had she found out that the president of Tarsan Corporation was actually

Rachel. So Sheryl changed the name on her phone from "Tarsan Corporation's CEO" to "Rachel."

'Why on earth is this woman calling me now?' Sheryl asked herself, staring at her name on the phone.

As the phone kept ringing, Sheryl felt incredibly nervous because Isla was not there with her at that

moment. She did not know what to do. She stared at the phone, with a lot of questions in her mind.

'Should I pick up the phone? Should I just ignore it?' Sheryl kept asking herself, not able to decide.

At that night in Lavender Bar, Sheryl had seen such immense provocation in Rachel's eyes. And Sheryl

still remembered clearly the time when she had received that phone call. She was so afraid that after

she had picked up her call, she would never get Charles back and that they would fall apart forever.

Although Clark had once told her that Charles would never leave her, Sheryl was still so afraid.

However sure Clark was, he was still only a three-year-old kid who didn't know how the world worked.

She didn't think that Clark really understood what was on his father's mind.

The phone was still ringing. Rachel was persistent. Sheryl did not want to pick up the phone at all, but

she couldn't resist her curiosity. She struggled for some time and finally picked it up.

"Sheryl, I haven't seen you in a long time. Do you miss me?" Rachel's voice came from the other end

and pierced Sheryl's mind like an arrow. She was so familiar with the voice and never wanted to hear it.

In the past, she just did not want to respond to any of Rachel's taunting, but now, she hated her words

so much that it was like a curse echoing in her mind all the time.

"Sheryl, are you too excited to hear my voice that you don't even know what to say?" Rachel asked

provocatively. She knew that she had a trump card which could destroy Sheryl completely. She was

looking forward to seeing the expression on Sheryl's face when she played her card.

"What do you want?" Sheryl asked, annoyed. She tried to keep calm, hoping to cover her anxiety.

She was aware that Rachel was calling to provoke her. 'It's laughable. I've seen everything and I

already know what has happened between them. But I'm still hiding from the reality, trying to deny it by

ignoring the truth, ' Sheryl laughed at herself.

'I thought if I denied the truth, it would just disappear. I was so naive. I understand now. What has

happened will never change even if I choose to ignore it.'

Her thoughts had come true. Although she tried to ignore it, reality came back to hit her like a brick in

the face!

"Sheryl, we've known each other for a long time now. We are old friends, aren't we? You don't have to

keep this distance from me. I just want to talk to my good friend. Do you have time for a meal or a

coffee?" asked Rachel. She felt so satisfied to hear Sheryl's angry voice.

"No, I don't have any time to waste on you," Sheryl refused firmly. 'I don't want to see her. What on

earth is there for us to talk about?!' "Rachel, I don't care what you are up to, but remember that your

arrogance will be your downfall," Sheryl warned.

This was her response to Rachel for everything that had happened after her return to Y City.

'She better not think of me as a pushover. I don't want to argue with her only because I don't wish to

prolong this useless conversation, not because I don't have the guts to challenge her. If she does not

learn to control her arrogance, I will make her pay for what she has done to me so far!' Sheryl thought

to herself.

"Sheryl, don't refuse my invitation so hastily. I just sent you an email. How about you read that mail first

and then make your decision about whether you want to see me or not?" Rachel smirked.