His Real Wedded Bride

Chapter 1310 The Wicked Are First To Complain

"Don't fight anymore. It's not good for both of you to hurt anyone. Calm down! " People around Sheryl

and Melissa kept urging Melissa to calm down. They seemed to look overly concerned.

"Try to talk things out. Maybe there is a misunderstanding between you two, and this will never be

sorted out by acting violently. Put down your crutch first, okay?"

However, Melissa was so immersed in hitting Sheryl that all those persuasions fell in deaf ears. She

didn't stop even for a minute and continued being aggressive towards Sheryl. So people around her,

who could no longer stand her violence, could only forcibly grab her hand and threw away the crutch

she was waving.

Sheryl gratefully took this moment to rush out of the crowd and left the hospital quickly. Relief washed

over her as she was thankful for those people who tried to stop Melissa.

As soon as she headed out, all the strength she used as disguise slowly withered away. Her once firm

resolve to being strong immediately collapsed, and soon after she could feel the dull ache emanating

on her body. Looking down on her arms, she finally noticed the injuries she sustained. She stared on it

blankly, and without knowing it, tears welled up and flowed down her cheeks. She felt nothing but

grievance and resentment in her heart.

Squatting on the ground helplessly, she was unable to restrain herself from despair anymore. How she

wished that Charles could accompany her now, give her a big hug, and wipe away her tears gently!

She longed for that precious moment again where she would feel comforted and safe even if he was Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

silent, not uttering a word, but just quietly accompanied her and stayed with her.

For a brief moment, as she closed her eyes, numerous heartwarming scenes played vividly in her

mind. She saw Charles coaxing her with a sweet, comforting kiss after she shared with him her

heartaches. And then Charles would hug her tightly after seeing her injured arms, saying that he would

never let anyone hurt her again.

She held on to this imagination desperately so she couldn't be too sad. She missed him so badly that

she was breaking apart!

The bitter truth was that Charles was not beside her. He would not be her safe haven.

Melissa, on the other hand, was so angry and annoyed after Sheryl escaped.

So right after sending Leila home, she wasted no time and rushed to Charles' ward immediately. She

wanted to inform Charles what Sheryl had done to Leila.

"Charles, Sheryl is so heartless. What's wrong with her? She has not only persisted in insulting Leila,

but she also started hitting her. Leila was hurt badly in the forehead, so she is sent quickly to the

hospital," Melissa exclaimed to Charles excitedly.

Charles creased his brows while he listened intently. He focused his gaze at his agitated mother. But in

all honesty, he did not believe that Sheryl would do such a thing.

"Mom, is there any misunderstanding? Sher is not such kind of person as you said," Charles gently

replied. And then he helped Melissa sit down in front of his hospital bed.

"No! I didn't misunderstand her. If you don't believe me, you can go and see Leila's wound. It will leave

Leila a scar. And I can't help feeling hurt. How could Sheryl do such a thing? She is extremely vicious!"

Melissa became angrier. She could sense Charles was still protecting Sheryl.

She continued, "I think Sheryl is undeniably a terrible person. You should better divorce her now. She

harmed me before, and I'm worried that she will hurt you too one day!" After saying her piece, Melissa

glared at Charles secretly as if she could bring the divorce agreement out as soon as Charles nodded

his head.

Charles' face became cold. He was reluctant to admit that Sheryl was such a person. But when he

thought of Melissa's unhealed leg, he began to suspect himself.

"Mom, don't say that. Sher is my wife. I won't divorce her. And I don't believe she would do such things

that you claimed," Charles uttered in a serious tone as his expression became cold.

"Do you still choose to believe Sheryl? Well, you can call Sheryl here and ask her face to face. I'll see

what she will say. Charles, I hope you will not be foolish to believe that vicious woman anymore."

Charles felt tired of the way Melissa regarded his wife as a vicious woman.

"Okay, I'll call Sher here now. If she can clearly explain this thing, I hope you will treat her good in the

future." Charles had no choice but to call and require Sheryl's presence to be asked and to explain this

thing.

"Sher." Charles unconsciously became nervous. "Could you come to my ward now? I have something

to ask you. Mom is here, too."

When Sheryl heard Charles' words, the smile on her face slowly disappeared.

Sheryl was genuinely surprised and happy when her phone rang, and Charles' name appeared on her

phone screen. She missed Charles very much now, and her heart longed for him. But she didn't expect

Charles would say this when she answered the phone.

Melissa was also there? It seemed that Melissa had slandered her in front of Charles again. Sheryl

could guess that Melissa might have said she hit Leila this time. A wry smile appeared on Sheryl's face

as a sense of apprehension and defeat gripped her.

"Okay, I'll come there now." Though Sheryl responded calmly, she really felt that something valuable in

her heart broke into pieces at this moment.

Sheryl soon arrived at the hospital. She walked into the ward expressionlessly. She finally saw Charles,

the one she missed every day.

These past few days, Sheryl had been worried about Charles. She always found herself wondering if

he had eaten well and slept well. She did fervently hope that he was feeling better.

Now that she had finally come to face to face with Charles, she suddenly felt that the one in front of her

was very unfamiliar. Except for the stubble in the chin, it was still that familiar face. But Sheryl vaguely

felt she no longer knew this man and she was even reluctant to approach him.

"Charles, now she is here. You can question her if she scolded and hit Leila." Although Melissa's words

were directly aimed at Charles, her eyes were staring at Sheryl.

Things indeed developed as Sheryl guessed it. Although having known Melissa would defame her,

Sheryl still felt cold and melancholy at this bitter-sweet moment.

She thought that even if the whole world betrayed her, Charles, the one she loved the most, would

believe and protect her. But Charles let her down again and again. She sadly realized that there was no

longer trust between them.

If Charles still loved and believed her, he definitely would not choose to call her here and make her

embarrassed. Sheryl couldn't describe how she was feeling at this awful moment. She stood rooted in

the center of the ward, waiting for Charles to open his mouth, just like waiting for the final verdict.

Charles didn't even dare to look at Sher directly. A few minutes later, he finally opened his mouth.

"Sher, Mom said you had hit Leila and scolded her. Is that right?" Charles was expecting Sheryl to deny

it. He silently hoped she would. As long as she said she did not do these things, he would choose to

believe her.

But at the moment Charles probed her, her final strand of hope collapsed. Her heart was shattered into

pieces.

How cold! Sheryl thought, 'Why do I feel so cold now?'

She could sense that she was so cold that she even forgot the pain on her arms, that she just wanted

to shrink herself in a small corner, and that it seemed as if the wind from all over the world had blown

upon her.