The Apple of My Eye

Chapter 529 Holley Ye

Sheryl felt extremely dejected as she came to the back stage. Sue rushed towards her and

comforted,"Sher, don't think too much. It's not your fault..."

Sue could understand how Sheryl must be feeling. She tried her best to cheer her up and motivate her.

Sheryl tried to stop crying and remained silent for a while. She lowered her head with a gloomy face.

Sue kept patting her back to pep her up but of no avail. After a long time, she lifted her head slowly and

turned to Sue downheartedly. "Of course it's my problem. Indeed, I had a terrible performance today,"

she spoke at last.

It was a tough fight for her to justify herself in the modeling business with such intense competition.

Sheryl's age was not by her side. And on the top of that she almost messed up the rehearsal just now.

When she looked at the furious Director Ang, a chill ran down her. She almost felt her modeling career

to be over.

"Come on, Sher!" Sue encouraged, as she tried to help her friend get over it. No matter how much

comforting words Sue spoke, it was difficult to bring her out of the depression. At last, Sheryl looked at

Sue and requested,"Mimi, I'd like to stay alone for a while."

"Well... Okay, then." Sue nodded at her hesitantly as she stood up to leave. Looking at Sheryl's

scowling face, she continued with concern,"Then I'll go back to the rehearsal. Call me if you need

anything."

"Sure, I will," Sheryl replied. As she watched Sue walk back to the stage, she rose up, took a deep

breath and decided to go for a walk.

As she took her steps forward to walk out of the venue, once again, the onstage debacle that took

place during the rehearsal came crowding her mind. How just a stupid stomach ache made her so limp

that she could not maintain her grace on the stage! She just lost control on her limbs and expression...

She just could not hold back the pain. It made her so helpless.

She felt terrible for this mistake. She felt repented the moment again and again. Now, it would cost her

a heavy price for this mistake. Being out of the show at this moment meant...

She shuddered at the very thought of the repercussions this debacle could bring upon her career and

financial condition. Absorbed in her thoughts, she didn't even notice the steps. As a result, she missed

a step and collapsed to the ground. Fortunately she just hurt her ankle slightly.

"What a bad day!" Sheryl grumbled. As she tried to stand up, she realized that the apparently "slight"

looking injury was not really so nominal after all. She seemed to have sprained her ankle. She

struggled to stand up but failed. She rolled her eyes up and cursed her stars. 'Why is everything just

going against her at the eleventh hour?' She felt miserable. All of a sudden, a tender voice reached her

ear,"Are you okay?"

Complete broken and bruised, Sheryl was unable to get up. She looked up to see where the voice

came from. The woman's voice was as pleasing and soft as the warm breeze in the Spring.

As she raised her head, she was greeted by an exquisite looking woman. She had absolutely perfect

features - slim arched eyebrows followed by long pushy eyelashes, big and beautiful eyes that were

rather scary. As she sat there marveling at the perfect features of the woman, she wondered at her jaw

dropping beauty. After a while, Sheryl shook herself up and thought to herself, 'She is absolutely no

natural beauty. I'm sure she went through a plastic surgery.'

Sheryl was taken aback at the sudden display of concern from a stranger and replied awkwardly,"I'm...

I'm fine."

"How are you feeling? Can you walk now?" the girl asked. With furrowed brows, she offered,"Let me

help you."

The girl helped Sheryl to stand up and supported her to enter the hotel hall slowly. She sat Sheryl down

and walked away hastily. Then she came back with medicine and a basin of hot water. She approached

to treat Sheryl's feet and said,"You should not ignore the injury. Let me apply the medicine oil for you." Belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

Sheryl felt extremely embarrassed at her warm gesture and said,"No, thank you..." "You've helped me

a lot. I can't bother you anymore," she refused politely while trying to pull her feet back but in vain.

"Well, okay," the girl noticed her uneasiness and stopped insisting. With a look at Sheryl's ankle, she

continued with a smile,"Your injury isn't serious. You'll recover after taking rest at home for a couple of

days."

"Rest?" Sheryl mumbled to herself with a pale smile,"How could it be possible?"

'I came to Y City for work, ' she thought. It was her work that preoccupied her mind. She came here all

geared up for work. She wanted to make her mark on the ramp and gather accolades for her work.

Then she would go back to her daughter and give her all the happiness and love. But all this was only

possible if she could just get up and work. Not being able to be with her colleagues at the rehearsal

made her feel miserable. On top of that if anyone even spoke of taking rest or a break from work,

Sheryl felt like screaming, 'Stop saying that word! I need to work! I am here to work!"

Looking at the tension on Sheryl's face, the girl said,"What's wrong? Do you have any problem? You

can tell me. Perhaps I can help you solve your problem."

"That's so nice of you. Thank you. But I think I can handle it myself," Sheryl refused politely. "Oh, I don't

know your name yet. I'll treat you to a meal in return," she added.

"It's not a big deal. You don't need to do that," the girl replied with a courteous smile. "I'm Holley Ye."

"Well, Miss Ye..." Sheryl said smiling,"I'm Sheryl Xia. You can call me Sher."

"Sher..." Holley Ye called out. She commented with an admiring smile,"It's a very nice name."

"Holley..." The growing acquaintance between two women was halted by a sudden intervention by a

male voice right behind them. Both the women got startled and looked back to see where the voice

came from. To her surprise, Sheryl saw that it was the man who had interviewed her.

"Mr. Han?" Sheryl muttered in shock. She realized that Holley Ye knew George Han. She even had a

sudden intuition that they might be in an intimate relationship.

"Miss Xia, shouldn't you be rehearsing? What are you doing here?" asked the young man. Both Holley

Ye and George Han complimented each other in their looks. Both of them were extremely good looking

and refined in all aspects. He had just received a call from his employee and learned that Director Ang

got angry with the woman in front of him. In fact, he had intended to discuss this matter with Holley Ye.

But unexpectedly he ran into Sheryl here.

"Sher sprained her ankle," Holley Ye explained before Sheryl could open her mouth. She smiled

indulgently at George Han and said,"Mr. Han, do you really have the heart to force Sher to rehearse

even after knowing that she got injured?"

"Sher?" George looked surprised as he repeated after Holley. 'When did she become so close with

Sheryl?' he wondered.

"Is there any problem?" Holley Ye said to George Han as she noticed a bewildered expression on his

face. She smiled and went on to explain to George,"I just met her here and we had a talk. I like her.

Now she is my friend."

Sheryl was taken aback at the sudden claim of friendship by Holley. She felt a bit uncomfortable with

her shrill yet tender voice. Although she was grateful to Holley Ye, it was too early to acknowledge her

as a friend.

Holley Ye's plastic beauty just like a doll. Her voice and the sudden friendly gesture made Sheryl feel

really weird and uncomfortable. 'She seems to appear out of nowhere and I don't even know her

properly, ' she thought.

"Let me introduce him to you," Holley Ye smiled at Sheryl, as she pointed at George Han. "This is my

fiancé, George Han."

"As it turned out, you are my boss's future wife," Sheryl remarked with a diplomatic smile. "Please

forgive me for not being able to recognize you," she apologized in a humble manner.

"Sher, why are you being so formal with me?" Holley Ye pouted, looking a little displeased. "I don't have

an acquaintance here. I thought you regarded me as your friend," she complained with a hurt look.

Abashed as she was, Sheryl spoke at last,"It's my honor to be your friend, Miss Ye."

Holley Ye gave a bright and satisfied smile. She turned to her fiancée, took his hand, and

pleaded,"George, you see, Sher sprained her ankle. Just let her take two days off. She need some

rest."

With an affectionate look at his fiancée, George responded lovingly,"It's all your call."

He then turned to Sheryl and said,"Miss Xia, now that you got your ankle injured, you can take rest in

the hotel till the time you recover completely. After that you can get back to work."

"Mr. Han, I'm fine. I can handle my work," Sheryl said to George Han.