His Real Wedded Bride

Chapter 1186 As Long As I have My Children

"How can I stay here and not go home? I promise I'll be home after the meeting is over," Charles

replied with certainty, assuring Sheryl that he would be home soon. 'Does she really hate me so much

that she even doesn't want to see me at home?' he wondered.

"I see. Well, fine then," Sheryl uttered in a rude manner. His response immediately put her mind at

ease. If Charles was willing to come home, she thought that would have a chance to still get him back.

Her self-mockery continued to consume her. 'My gosh...When did I turn into such a coward? I mean,

I've even swallowed my pride, in the attempt to avoid losing him.'

Sheryl paused as she was waiting for Charles to say something more. However, a sweet female voice Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

came from the other end of the line. "Mr. Lu, everyone is already here and waiting for you."

"Oh, no problem. I will be right there," Charles said to the girl.

Taking a deep breath, he said to Sheryl, "Sher, the meeting is just about to start, so I have to go now.

Please, if you have anything to tell me, we can talk about it at home."

Charles was in quite a hurry to end the call.

Beep! Beep! Beep!

Holding the phone close to her ear, Sheryl sat motionless as the end-call beep filled the empty office. A

pensive look lingered on her face.

'Who was calling Charles?' she wondered.

Pondering on the thought, she recalled that she didn't even recognize the girl's voice whom he was

with. Her mind started racing with thoughts, leading her to even speculate that it was Rachel on the

other end of the line.

The thought upset her gravely.

'Charles didn't even say goodbye. He just hung up the phone immediately once he heard the girl's

words. If he's only going to have a meeting, I understand and I am cool with that. However, is he really

going to work overtime or is that just his excuse to mess about?

I don't know, ' she surmised.

Women are a lot more sensitive than men. Ever since she had caught Charles and Rachel at the bar

together, Sheryl's first instinct was that she was going through a somewhat serious marriage crisis. She

was uncertain whether they would be able to get through it. However, one thing was for sure—she was

having a horrible time thinking about the possibility of losing her husband.

Trying to empty her mind, she quickly refrained from thinking about the situation. Charles wasn't home,

which meant that Melissa was taking care of their kids.

She was never afraid that Melissa might abuse her children. 'However, what if Melissa accuses me of

not being a good mother for working late and not being present at this time? Will she give me a hard

time for it? If that is the case, I will be in bigger trouble.

I can't let that happen. I wouldn't be able to get over that, ' she mused.

Sheryl was tired and didn't want to have an even more difficult time than she already had. To avoid

fighting with Melissa, Sheryl tried everything in her power to prevent Charles' mother from finding any

fault in her.

She decided that the only way to do so was to go attend to the kids herself.

Besides that, she hadn't even heard from Nancy, the maid. Sheryl was uncertain whether she had

regained her normal state of health and if she could start working again. Had Nancy come back to work

in her house, then Sheryl wouldn't be in such a hurry to get home at this point. But since Nancy was

discharged from the hospital, Sheryl hadn't heard any more news from her.

She hated the idea of calling up Nancy to ask her when she would be fit to return to work. After all, the

maid almost got herself killed in the attempt to protect Clark and Shirley.

But it she didn't contact Nancy, she would have to continue to bother Melissa to take care of Clark and

Shirley, and that was the least thing she wanted.

After weighing in her options, Sheryl decided to give Nancy a call. Wasting no time whatsoever, she

took out her phone. As she swiped the screen to unlock it, she found that it was far too late to make a

call. She then put her phone back in her handbag.

Sheryl decided that she was rather going to give Nancy a call tomorrow.

Collecting her stuff, she strode out of the company and drove straight to Dream Garden. Upon opening

the door, she saw Clark and Shirley by Melissa's side, talking and laughing cheerfully in the living room.

She thought that the scene was rather strange, as she saw Gary who scarcely spent time with his

grandchildren in the living room too. Sheryl was used to him staying in his study as he normally would.

"Sher, you're back," the old man greeted as he watched Sheryl walk into the house.

"Oh, yes, Grandpa. It's late. Why aren't you in bed yet?" Sheryl inquired cordially. She respected the

old gentleman and cared for him dearly.

In Dream Garden, Gary was the most upright person and had never even thought of favoring anyone.

"I am not tired yet. Besides, it's not that late. Just look at you. You're just returning from work?" Gary

replied loudly. Evidently, he was in a good mood, as per usual. He looked both energetic and healthy.

"Yes, you are right and no, it's not late. It's not even ten o'clock yet," Sheryl echoed with a slight smile

after glancing at her wristwatch.

"No, it's not bedtime yet. However, you never came home this late. What took you so long, Mommy?"

Clark said, giving his mother a vast and skeptical look.

"I had a lot of work to finish, son. That's why I'm a little late. Why do you ask? Did you miss me?"

Sheryl replied dotingly as she waited for an answer from her cute three-year-old kid.

"Yes, I did. I missed you very much, Mommy. Shirley and I were both so sleepy and wanted to go to

bed, but since you and Daddy weren't back yet, we decided to stay here and wait for you," Clark

answered frankly.

"Ah, is that so? You are a good boy then. What do you say? I think we should go to bed," Sheryl said

lovingly, as she stroke her son's hair. Since the moment Sheryl entered the house, Melissa hadn't

spared her a single glance.

However, she was expecting it. Sheryl never expected Charles' mother to be nice to her. As long as

Melissa maintained the peace, she wouldn't make a move against her.

"Okay, Mommy," the two kids replied with one accord. Clark and Shirley had a regular bedtime, which

already passed. Now that their mother had returned, they wouldn't refuse to go to sleep, especially

because they were well-behaved children.

"I am taking them upstairs. Please help yourself, Grandpa, Mom," Sheryl said to her elders courteously.

"Fine then. I'm sure the two dears must be tired. They were expecting you several hours ago," Gary

returned softly, smiling from ear to ear with his eyes narrowing into slits.

Melissa didn't respond as she didn't care about Sheryl's feelings. In a mellowed tone, she said to her

grandchildren, "Goodnight, Clark, and Shirley. We can play together again tomorrow, alright?"

"Okay. Goodnight, Grandma," the kids replied politely.

Melissa had always been satisfied with their behavior. She was very fond of her grandchildren.

'Even if Sheryl divorces Charles and he doesn't marry Leila, I will still raise the two kids by myself if I

can, ' she thought. 'One day I'll kick Sheryl out of Dream Garden, '

Melissa swore to herself silently.

As the three headed upstairs, Sheryl led her children to the bathroom first to give them a bath. After

they put on their pajamas, they eagerly climbed onto the bed and fell asleep quickly.

Looking at the kids sleeping, Sheryl was overwhelmed with fulfillment and joy.

She was unaware about her and Charles' future, but as long as she had Clark and Shirley by her side,

she would remain a happy person.