His Real Wedded Bride

Chapter 1311 At A Loss

What should she say? Should she deny ever hitting Leila? Or that she was beyond happy to have

gotten his call? Or should she beg him to believe her? Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

Still speechless, Sheryl was at a loss. As she raised her head to meet Charles' eyes, a disheartened

feeling came over her. Suddenly, any desire to speak for herself disappeared—it all seemed pointless

because Charles no longer trusted her. A bitter smile crept up Sheryl's face.

Seeing the disappointment clear in his eyes, she still remained silent. Perhaps he had already

confirmed her guilt. The thought made her turn ghastly pale, and her eyes dimmed.

The man in front of her didn't think she would respond with such silence. Was it only because she

couldn't come up with any excuses?

Even Charles had to admit that he was thoroughly disappointed in her.

As the thought sank in, Charles' face fell, and his eyes seemed to be soaked in cold frost, void of any

warmth.

"You should go back, now."

At that moment, Charles didn't know what to say either. All he knew was that he wanted her to walk

away.

"Wait."

Just as Sheryl was about to step back in defeat, Melissa spoke.

"Charles, now you've seen the kind of evil Sheryl is. Are you sure you still want to stay with such a

woman? There are too many good women in this world for you. Don't allow yourself to be cheated by

this witch."

Melissa's hate for her was truly endless. In spite of everything, Charles wanted his mother to stop with

the hateful words. Even though Sheryl wasn't as kind-hearted as he imagined, he still loved her dearly,

despite all her shortcomings—Charles still never thought of parting from her.

With all that has happened, Sheryl stood petrified by Melissa's words. Subconsciously, her head turned

Charles' way, as the fear that he would agree with his mother set in.

Her legs seemed to turn wobbly and her chest felt faint. No matter how difficult things turned out, never

did she think that there would come a time where she had to leave Charles—he was a light in her

heart. No matter how dim the light turned, she swore she would follow it and go on with courage.

If a day came when Charles no longer loved her and decided to leave, her world would turn completely

black. Would she be able to move on in the unforgiving darkness?

"Mom, stop," Charles said sharply, looking pointedly at Melissa. With that, Melissa pursed her lips shut.

At that point, Sheryl was basically numb. If only she could cover her ears and block everything out like

a child.

"I'm leaving. Please rest well."

Her voice turned soft before she rushed out of the ward. As Charles watched her retreating figure, he

had some kind of nagging feeling in his gut that Sheryl would disappear from his life this way.

It seemed that they would both simply gradually drift away from each other.

The unexpected sense of loss overwhelmed him. As much as he wanted to call out to Sheryl and pull

her back into his arms, he couldn't speak as if there was something physically blocking his throat.

Meanwhile, Black's fists were clenched. He was entirely certain about Charles not surviving the car

accident and yet, he was still up and breathing.

Still, Charles did get badly injured. Since he was stuck in the hospital, things grew more and more

chaotic at Shining Company. With everything going on, Charles couldn't look after himself, let alone get

a chance to spend any more time with Holley.

However, beyond what Black could've expected, Holley was barely around, busier than ever. Any time

he tried to reach her, he would receive no answer and if he did, it was always something offhand. Every

time he visited Tarsan Corporation to see her himself, she was away.

It was immensely irritating and Black could only guess that she was still getting herself involved with

the invalid jerk, Charles.

"Is Miss Ye in today? I have something to tell her," Black asked in a deep and scratchy voice. Wearing

a long face, Black visited Tarsan Corporation again.

"I'm sorry, Miss Ye is not here at the moment. May I know if you've made an appointment?"

Black's complexion was rather frightening and the receptionist figured she had to use caution in

responding to the man.

The words were like another slap in the face and so Black turned to leave, doing all he could to stop

from freaking out. After standing outside the building for some time, he finally decided to go to the

hospital himself and check if Holley was lurking around Charles.

Before entering the ward, true enough, Black heard Holley's voice indistinctly.

"Mr. Lu, I peeled an apple for you and put it on the side table. Remember to eat it later."

"Mr. Lu, let me help you sit up. Tell the nurse in charge to take a break."

"It's a beautiful day today. Shall I wheel you outside to enjoy the sunshine?"

The pleasant offers seemed endless and each one of her words was like a dagger piercing straight

through Black's heart. Jealousy and anger overcame him.

Now, Black could hear absolutely nothing else apart from her gentle words—words that were especially

for Charles.

Black's handsome face turned furious as he stared at the woman from outside the ward.

Like some kind of confirmation, he decided to pull out his phone and give her a ring. Almost like

watching a leaning tower finally fall out of balance and crumble to the ground, Black watched as Holley

took a look at her phone with a troubled face, and instantly rejected the call.

Black's jaw tightened, and he sneered as he walked away. Staying out there only seemed like an

embarrassment at that point.

In the evening, Holley finally found the time to return Black's calls.

"Hello, Black. When you rang me earlier today, I happened to be stuck in a meeting, so I had to reject

your call. Are you mad at me?" Clearly, she had no idea about all his efforts to reach her. Holley spoke

on the phone too casually, as if nothing had happened.

In the past few days, she really did ignore him. But she still needed his stock shares, so she needed to

keep in touch with him. If Black decided that he didn't have any feelings for her anymore one day, what

would she do with herself?

"Really, now? You were at work? Weren't you on a date?" On the other end of the line, Black's face

was ice-cold as he calmly spewed rather hateful words.

The cold sweat setting in, Holley felt guilt, panic, and anxiousness creep up her spine.

Trying to sound casual, she laughed before speaking. "You think too much. How is that possible? You

have my heart, Black. I have no interest in dating anybody else. I've just been so busy at the company

these days. I'll see you as soon as I can, okay? Don't be angry, darling."

"I want to see you tomorrow. I'll visit your office tomorrow morning." Without another word, Black hung

up. It was the only way he could control his anger.

True enough, Black gripped his phone so tight and with so much strength that it could've just burst into

pieces right then and there.

Holley couldn't deny that Black was using a strange tone over the phone. Could he have known

something? Still, Holley shook away the thought. Nothing must have been wrong because he ended

the call peacefully. Perhaps he had just truly missed her and had little words after not seeing her in so

long.

After sighing in relief, Holley laughed at herself for over analyzing the situation.

The next day

At the office, Holley finally received the notice. "Miss Ye, Mr. Hu is in the building and wants to come up

to see you now." The receptionist asked for her permission. "I know. Send him up here."

It was time to face him.