His Real Wedded Bride

Chapter 1207 Endurance

Sheryl summoned all her remaining strength and stared at Leila. "No matter what you say, I will never

forgive you. I don't want to see you in this house ever again. Please leave as soon as possible," she

demanded. Without waiting for their reaction, she strode towards the door, opened it and stepped out.

The moment she slammed the door behind her, she was suddenly hit by a wave of exhaustion. She

struggled to move her legs as they felt like they had been replaced by heavy sandbags. Wearily, she

dragged her body into her car and drove off.

Melissa's face had grown so dark that it was almost terrifying to look at. She glowered at the door, her

hands shaking by her side. She managed to cool herself down after a minute or so and she went

towards Leila to gently pat her back. She told her comfortingly, "Leila, just ignore her. She has no right

to say those things. Make yourself at home. She's not the queen of the house."

"Thank you Melissa. I know you have my back, but I can't bear to see you and Sheryl fighting because

of me," Leila responded charmingly.

"To be frank, I truly dislike Sheryl. Charles deserves much better than her. But she's very manipulative

and charming, so Charles has become a whipped husband and listens to her every word. Leila, I need

your help. I want you to work with me to kick her out of the house. She is not fit at all to be the mistress

of this house. You are so different from her! You're kind and pretty, just the type of girl I want for my

Charles. I've always liked you, Leila. I want you to be my daughter-in-law someday. So, what do you

say? Will you help me?" Overcome with emotion, Melissa blurted out her true feelings.

Leila was thrilled by Melissa's words. But she chose to lower her head and play coy. She told Melissa

shyly, "To be honest, I've had feelings for Charles for quite a long time. But I never tried to pursue him

because of Sheryl. Coming here today and seeing you get bullied by her makes me so angry. So I'll

accept your offer, Melissa. I'll help you get her out of the house and also fight for my own happiness at Nôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.

the same!"

After dinner, Leila accompanied Melissa to do some shopping. The two walked together hand-in-hand

and looked very close. Anybody passing by on the street might even mistake them as mother and

daughter. Strolling along the commercial street, Leila drank in the sight of the bright lights and huge

crowds. She was suddenly hit by a huge wave of nostalgia. How she had missed the hustle and bustle

of large cities! The two entered a clothing shop and Melissa's eyes were immediately drawn to a

beautiful dress. Unfortunately the bright color and modern design gave her second thoughts as she

feared she would be too old to pull it off. Leila noticed Melissa staring longingly at the dress and

immediately knew that she loved it. She told Melissa in her most charming voice, "That dress looks so

lovely! Why don't you give it a try, Melissa? You have fair skin and a good body. I'm sure it will look

amazing on you."

Melissa's heart melted at these words and she couldn't help grin. Beaming happily, she answered, "Oh

don't be silly. I'm too old for this fashion. How could I wear this dress designed for you young people?"

"Melissa, you don't look old at all! You still look like you're in your 30s! Just give it a try. You never know

until you put it on. I was planning to buy you a gift and seeing how much you love this dress, I know

exactly what to get for you. Go on, and try the dress. It's my treat," Leila said, still trying to suck up to

Melissa. Saying this, Leila took the dress off the rack, thrust it into Melissa's hands and pushed her to

the nearest fitting room.

As Melissa was trying on the dress, Leila started daydreaming and plotting how to make Sheryl leave.

It had only been a few hours but she really enjoyed spending time with Melissa. Now all she had to do

was get rid of Sheryl. 'Sheryl is obviously in love with Charles. But does Charles feel the same way

about her? First things first, I need to find out how much Charles cares about Sheryl. Does he really

love her? If he doesn't, it should be easy enough to split them up. But if he does, then I need to work

out a long-term plan, ' she brooded.

The fitting room door opened and she looked up, quickly withdrawing her pensive look. She surveyed

Melissa from top to bottom and put on an admiring expression, saying, "Wow, Melissa! You look so

gorgeous. I didn't expect the dress to look so good on you. It's like it was tailored specially for you!"

"Oh Leila, you're such a sweet talker. I know I look like an old lady trying to relive her youth, no need to

flatter me so." Melissa blushed but couldn't hide the pleasure in her voice when she spoke. She looked

at herself in the mirror and twirled happily, feeling 20 years younger.

Sheryl was emotionally exhausted. She had been through so much over the past few weeks. First,

Holley and Rachel had conspired to make her doubt Charles and cause a misunderstanding between

them. Afterwards it had been Charles' turn to distrust her, thinking she was having an affair with Nick.

She was so grateful that Charles wasn't the type to leave things unsettled. If he hadn't pushed her so

hard, she could have lost him! Thankfully, Charles was a persistent man until finally, she blurted out her

suspicions. She couldn't bear the thought of losing him over such a silly misunderstanding.

She was so glad that her Prince Charming hadn't given up hope. This time, she wasn't going to make

the same mistake. Before the situation got any worse, she wanted to fill him in on what was going on,

and what was on her mind. She wasn't going to wait any longer.

The sooner they talked, the sooner they could share their thoughts. Charles would know why she was

behaving in such a way and she would also find out why he had gotten Leila out. They had been

through so much and Sheryl was sure that she knew him well enough to know the reason, but she still

wanted confirmation.

She really hoped that she was right—Charles had helped Leila get out of jail for Melissa's sake, not

because of Leila herself.

When his phone rang, Charles was still buried in office work. But he picked up the phone immediately

when he saw Sheryl's name appear on the screen. He asked dotingly, "What's up, Sher?"

Ever since they had cleared the air, he had been more gentle and caring towards her.

"Are you still at the office, Charles? I need to talk to you about something. Can I come over to Shining

Company in a while?" Sheryl went straight to the point. She thought it would be best to tell him in

person, not over the phone.

"What happened? It sounds urgent. Since you're planning to come over, should I get David to pick you

up?" Charles inquired, curious and slightly alarmed at the same time. He couldn't think of a single

reason why Sheryl would need to come over to the office to see him immediately. Despite the slight

worry, he couldn't help feeling excited that his wife was planning to drop by.

"No, it's okay. I'm already on the way. Just wait for me there and don't go anywhere. I'll be there in a

short while," Sheryl answered curtly. She was calling him to make sure that he was in the office, not

because she wanted to be a spoilt wife and demand for someone to come and fetch her.

"Okay then. Drive carefully, alright?" Charles responded in a similar tone. He knew his wife well. From

the tone of her voice, he could tell that she wanted to talk to him about something serious, and not just

visiting for fun. That was why he adjusted his response accordingly, knowing that she wasn't in the

mood for pampering.

"Don't worry. I'll see you soon." Sheryl couldn't help smiling slightly as she hung up the phone. Charles'

caring side was one of the reasons why she loved him so much.

As Sheryl was on her way to Shining Company, Holley and Rachel were rushing to get to Silver

Corporation.

"Holley, I swear I'm not trusting you ever again! Ever since I returned from abroad, you've managed to

mess up every single plan. I don't want to work with you anymore!" Rachel grumbled. She still couldn't

get over what had happened the day before.

They had felt more like running away in disgrace when they left the Japanese restaurant. Not only did

they have to put on a thick face and ignore the other customers' scornful looks, but also they had to

face Charles' contempt.

It was a huge blow to Rachel. She couldn't remember the last time she had felt so embarrassed. It felt

like an impressive insult.

"Ms. Bai, this time it was really unanticipated. You were there too, and you know we almost succeeded.

If Mr. Lu hadn't turned up, things would have been much different. I really had no idea he would appear

at the restaurant," Holley tried to defend herself. But she knew that whatever she said wasn't going to

make any difference. If everything went on smoothly, she would get rewards from Rachel.

The second things started getting out of hand, it was suddenly her fault. It didn't matter whether it was

something she could control or not.

She was hurt and frustrated but was willing to endure Rachel's abuse simply because she was dying to

see Sheryl go down.

"Don't give me excuses! Ever since you turned up, it's been nothing but accidents. How can there be

so many accidents? Why is Sheryl so lucky? Why do things always go her way? It's not fair!" Rachel

screamed. Rachel had come up with a lot of bullshit in the past, but in her eyes, this explanation was

the worst yet. It made her blood boil to hear the pathetic words coming from Holley's mouth. They were

all just excuses to cover her own incompetence.