His Real Wedded Bride

Chapter 1198 Reach Her Goal

It was a peaceful afternoon, and the hospital room was quiet. "Thank you for being so nice to me,

Sher," Nick said gratefully as a smile formed on his lips. He was noticeably better these days, and his

mood had lit up with Sheryl's and Isla's company.

"You're welcome," Sheryl said with a grin. Meanwhile, Charles stood outside the ward's door.

He had seen what went on inside through the door crack. He couldn't believe that his beloved wife

stayed alone in the ward with a strange man. They even talked and laughed cheerfully.

'I haven't seen her smile like that for a long time. Most of the time, she doesn't even spare me a glance.

Whenever I try to talk to her when she gets home, she says she's tired, takes a shower, and goes to

bed. She doesn't even give me a chance to talk to her.

But now, she is talking happily to another man and even smiling at him. They look like a couple in love,

' he brooded.

Fury consumed his heart little by little. He clenched his fists hard in irritation that the veins popped out

under his fair skin. He even planned to break in and talk to Sheryl.

At that same time, Melissa got out of the restroom. When Charles reached out to open the door, his

mother's voice entered his ears. "You were right Charles. There were only several people. I don't know

why they didn't use this bathroom here."

As she spoke, she slowly walked towards her son.

Charles' fists subconsciously unclenched themselves when he saw Melissa approaching him. He

smiled awkwardly and asked, "Are you done there?"

"Yes, let's go home. After you drop me off, you can go back to your company. Although you're the boss,

you still need to deal with your work. Sher works so hard at the office. You're a man, and you should

work harder," Melissa said.

This was what she wanted—Charles caught his wife sneaking around with another man, but he

couldn't barge in and figure out what happened due to her presence.

She wanted to see her son unable to vent his anger until he couldn't sleep or eat well. She wanted him

to remember that his wife flirted with another man behind his back during working hours.

In that way, the mere sight of Sheryl would stir Charles' hatred and anger. The longer this continued,

the stronger his negative feelings for Sheryl would be. Once he lost control of himself, the result might

be what Melissa wanted to see.

"Charles…

I am speaking to you. Are you listening?" Melissa asked. Her eyes were transfixed on her distracted

son.

"Oh…

I am. Let's get out of here, Mom," he said as he came to his senses. His handsome face dimmed with a

seething rage.

The harder he tried to hide his emotions, the more twisted and disturbed he looked.

"Hmmm," Melissa muttered when she saw her son's face.

The two headed towards the elevator. Charles didn't speak or even look at Nick's ward the whole time

until they had gone inside.

Only he knew how he truly felt.

He had a bunch of mixed feelings. He was disappointed, annoyed, resentful, and reluctant.

On the other hand, Sheryl and Nick quietly ate their apples. An awkward silence enveloped the room.

Finally, Nick broke the silence and spoke.

"Thank you for coming over and taking care of me, Sheryl. I know that you have lots of work to do at

your company. To be honest, I feel really sorry for bothering you and Isla."

"It's okay. As long as you get better, our efforts won't be in vain," Sheryl said with a smile. However,

Nick was still bothered.

"Sheryl, please hear me out. Look at me, I'm fine. I can sit up on my own or hit the nurse button. You

and Isla don't have to drop by every day because I can handle myself. I don't know how to repay your

kindness if you continue to delay your work to take care of me," Nick blurted out honestly.

He felt sorry to have the boss of the company he was going to work with, attend to him in person. 'I

can't let them continue to look after me like this, ' he thought.

He initially didn't refuse their help since he couldn't take care of himself. However, he recovered quickly

and he believed he could handle himself. 'Now that I can do this on my own, I have no reason to bother

them, ' he thought.

"What if you need to use the bathroom?" Sheryl asked. Now Nick was speechless.

Ever since the operation, Nick had used the urine bag. Isla and Sheryl never complained about it.

Whenever they saw that the bag was full of liquid, they emptied it.

A blush appeared on Nick's cheeks. After a while, he said, "I could get out of the bed. I just need more

practice. If you don't believe me, I can show you right now."

Every time he saw them take his urine bag and empty it, embarrassment and guilt overwhelmed him.

However, he couldn't stop them.

Recently, two thoughts always lingered in his mind. One was that he might have died in his office if

Sheryl and Isla hadn't taken him to the hospital.

The other was that he would have had a hard time if they left him alone after the operation.

Fortunately, he had met two kind people who had changed his fate.

His gratitude towards Sheryl and Isla was beyond words.

"I know how you feel, Nick. But sometimes you should learn to accept when others offer their help. You

are still weak. You might have postoperative problems after the surgery. In other words, you are still in

danger. Don't stress yourself too much.

If you think that you owe us, you can pay us back someday. You are young and have a long way to go.

Your top priority now is to get better. Do you understand?" Sheryl lectured. Nick nodded at her in

understanding.

Soon enough, Sheryl left the hospital at 5:30 in the afternoon. She called Isla to ask about Amanda's NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

condition. Isla told her that Amanda was better after she took the medicine. Isla initially planned to take

Amanda to the hospital but decided not to when her daughter got better. She just took care of the kid

and observed her condition at home.

As a mother of two kids, Sheryl gave her confidant some advice before ending the call.

After that, she drove straight home. Since she was busy taking care of Nick recently, she had spent

less time with Shirley and Clark. She felt sorry for her children, so she wanted to get home before they

went to bed.

No sooner did she open the door to the house than Clark and Shirley sprinted to her from the living

room, opening their arms and demanding a hug. "Mommy, you're back," the two kids greeted happily.

It was customary for them to welcome their mother home from work. However, their normal behavior

oddly warmed Sheryl's heart.

"Clark, Shirley, have you behaved yourselves at home?" Sheryl asked them tenderly. She squatted

down to their eye level and looked at her lovely children.

"You don't go home on time to take care of them. Now you asked them if they had behaved

themselves," Melissa quizzed with a stern look. She had been in a good mood. After Charles had

dropped her off at Dream Garden, he left home and hadn't come back yet.

She understood why her son was reluctant to be home. Thus, she was convinced that she was close to

reaching her goal—separating Charles and Sheryl.

'I can't miss even a single chance to make fun of her. Once she leaves here, I won't be able to do that, '

Melissa mused.

However, Sheryl was not in the mood to argue with Melissa. The young mother locked her eyes on her

children as if she didn't hear the sarcastic remark. "Would you like to play with me in your bedroom,

Clark, Shirley?" she asked them fondly.

The two kids beamed happily at their mother. "That's a great idea, Mommy," Shirley said and smiled

from ear to ear.