His Real Wedded Bride

Chapter 1253 Struggle With The Press

Back in the hospital, Leila was still under the emergency treatment. The light outside of the operating

room was still on.

Sheryl paced back and forth, feeling the panic rise inside of her, but she managed to stay calm still.

She looked over behind her and saw there were still a few journalists lingering by the door with their

eyes opened wide ready for any new update.

The newsmen didn't dare cause a scene. Moments ago, there were more than two handfuls of press

waiting outside, but now there were only one or two workers of each journal or newspaper office left,

waiting to get the latest report on this situation.

Sheryl understood them. They were only doing their own jobs and only fulfilling their own tasks to make

a living, but she hoped more that they would leave at once and give her the respect and privacy she

and Leila deserved. They felt like bombs ticking, ready to explode at any time.

Although they were behaved right now, for sure, once the doctors were out to give the details of Leila's

situation, they would create a commotion to get the information first, so that they could publish first.

Sheryl did not want that to happen, so she had to find a solution to make the press leave as soon as

possible.

'What should I do?' she asked herself, still pacing back and forth.

Two hours passed and still, she had nothing. She tried her best to think and figure out a way. Suddenly,

as if a lightbulb flashed on top of her head, she thought of an idea.

'They like it best to drag up hot gossip about the stars.' She didn't know if the information in her mind

could attract their attention, but it was still worth a try.

As she thought about the words she was going to say, Sheryl slowly took her cellphone out and

pretended to answer a call. With a loud and audible voice enough for the press nearby to hear, she

said, "Hello? Rachel? How come you thought of calling me?" Sheryl paused, pretending as if the caller

on the other end of the phone was talking.

"Wait, what? You are having dinner with Steve? My God, is he Steve Pei? The one who won the award

of Best Actor this year?"

As Sheryl spoke, she started to notice that several of the journalists perked their ears and couldn't help

but listen in on the conversation carefully. By the time they heard Steve Pei's name, their eyes opened

wider as if they just heard something juicy, and they became anxious to hear more of the details,

walking nearer towards Sheryl.

Sheryl saw their restless action out of the corner of her eye, but she stood and showed her back

towards the press, pretending that she didn't see them, and continued to pretend to chat with Rachel Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

on the phone.

"Really? You and Steve are good friends? And that you often see each other? Oh my God, is there

something between you two? Girl, you are so lucky. I tried to make an appointment with him for several

times already, but he never responded to my requests..."

The press gathered near Sheryl unconsciously. By now, they were slowly becoming uninterested about

Leila in surgery right now and focused their attention on Sheryl, who was spouting more juicy

information.

"So, where are you having dinner? Really? The Sandesy Restaurant? No way. The seat reservations

there are extremely difficult to get. I have to reserve a seat one week before, so I get a good one! It

must be because of Steve's charm and power. Oh, Rachel, you are extremely lucky to be with him

tonight."

Sheryl turned around and pretended to look shocked and angry. She suddenly stopped speaking and

said into the phone, "Rachel, excuse me for a moment." Afterwards, she covered the mouthpiece on

her cell phone and turned to the press around her with furrowed eyebrows. "Didn't your parents ever

teach you that it is rude to listen in on other people's calls?"

The journalists exchanged embarrased looks without saying anything.

At that very moment, Sheryl could see how anxious and eager these journalists were to confirm the

reliability of this information they just heard from her. All of them looked like they were about to race to

Sandesy Restaurant.

Sheryl narrowed her eyes and eyed them carefully. She then asked them a question that would

purposedly catch their attention. "Say, what can I do to make you stop following me?"

All of them turned to exchange looks once more, and finally, a journalist, who looked like he had been

dying to ask some questions to get some scoop, spoke. "Mrs. Lu, there is one thing if you don't mind.

Did you really mention Steve Pei on the phone right now?"

"Yes, so what about it?" Sheryl responded and pretended to be innocent.

All of them started to talk to each other, creating quite a fuss.

"Is it really Steve Pei? Because if it is, that would be great. He finally shows up in public once more.

There has been no news about him for several days now."

"I know, right? Most of us thought he went abroad after gaining those big awards. I wanted to have an

interview with him, but I couldn't seem to get a hold of him." "Hurry!

Ask where he is exactly!"

As Sheryl listened in on their remarks and comments about Steve Pei and how they wanted to be the

first to get a statement from him with enthusiasm, deep inside she was laughing secretly. Outside,

however, she didn't say anything and kept her innocent look at them.

Finally, a newsman turned to her and bowed before he spoke. "Mrs. Lu, it was impolite of us to have

offended you before. For that, I apologize."

Sheryl made shooing gestures on her free hand and said, "Never mind about that. I don't care

anymore, but can all of you leave? I need to have a private chat with my bestie on the phone. Are you

really just going to stand there and keep listening?"

Sheryl could see the restlessness in these people as if they couldn't wait and stand there any longer,

so one asked directly on behalf of all of them, "Mrs. Lu, if you don't mind, can you tell us where Steve

Pei is exactly? We promise not to bother you again."

Deep inside, Sheryl sneered. She admired the speaking skills of these people. They just told her that

they wouldn't bother her anymore just because there was another juicier and hotter news to them.

Besides, how could these vampires be willing to give up such an exclusive reporting?

Then again, despite her deceit, she would have acheived her goal. These people would leave one after

another. It would take more than half an hour to the Sandesy Restaurant by car from here, and about

two hours was needed to go there and back here in the hospital once they found out that Steve Pei

wasn't there. If there was a traffic jam, the longer it would take for them to get back here.

That would buy Sheryl some time. She might even have time to transfer Leila to another hospital where

they wouldn't be bothered by the press immediately.

Sheryl's lips perked up into a smile and she asked, "If I tell you, will you really stop bothering me?"

"Of course," all the newsmen said with a nod of agreement.

After all, getting an exclusive interview with the popular super star and best actor in the whole

entertainment circle was far more better than the unclear affair of the Lu family. Compared to the

former, the latter was hardly worth the headlines.

"Okay, well then, I can tell you this secret, but you have to promise me that you won't spread the news,

because if too many people know about it, my bestie would be in big trouble. After all, she is on a date

with Steve and doesn't really appreciate people disturbing them right now," Sheryl said and stressed

with a serious look on her face.

"We understand, Mrs. Lu. Please, stop keeping us in suspense."

"They're having dinner in Sandesy Restaurant, but later, they will go to the West Theater to watch a

play. You have to hurry if you want to catch up on them. Anyway, you may find them in either of these

two places."

All of them heard it clearly and got excited to the point that they didn't even bother to thank Sheryl.

They just immediately grabbed their stuff and left. Besides, the first publishing office who got to have an

interview with Steve Pei would win. As long as there was a man taking the lead in this group, most

people followed and went away.

Sheryl was relieved to see them all flee and planned to put her phone back in her purse, but she

stopped as soon as she noticed that there was still a handful of journalists who stayed and didn't even

make a move to leave.

At this point, Sheryl was not in the mood anymore to keep continuing her act and talk to herself on the

phone. She put her cell phone away and walked towards the five journalists.

Sheryl stopped in front of them and eyed them carefully before looking at them with such bitter irony

and said, "How silly of you to remain here, not tracing the tracks of Steve!"

Unexpectedly, the five of them just glanced at Sheryl without any expression on their face and

continued to stand there, taking Sheryl's words as bullshit.

Sheryl frowned and tried to remove the disappointment on her face. She didn't know that these people

were just under orders to stay and wait. Regardless whether they would get any useful information in

the end, they looked like it would be difficult for Sheryl to shoo them away until Leila woke up.