His Real Wedded Bride

Chapter 1246 Am I Not Allowed

After dropping off her kids at school, Sheryl came back to Dream Garden. Before she could step out of

her car, she saw another car following behind her in her rear-view mirror. When she took a closer look,

she saw that it was Leila's car.

To signal that she needed a place to park, Leila rolled down her window and whistled. The sharp,

obnoxious noise took Sheryl by surprise.

"Who does she think she is?" murmured Sheryl, irritated by the woman's entrance.

"Does she think this is her house?"

"Mrs. Lu…" The driver tilted his head toward Sheryl.

Though he just called her name, Sheryl knew what the driver meant—he wanted to know whether or

not they were going to make room for Leila to park. Since they were in the only spot left for parking, the

driver couldn't make the decision on his own. Silent and tight-lipped for a while, Sheryl finally nodded

her head slightly to the driver. Originally, Sheryl didn't intend to do Leila any favors, but since she didn't

have to head out that day, she could let her car stay in the underground garage earlier than usual.

With Sheryl's permission, the driver quickly restarted the car and parked it in the underground garage.

Without hesitation, Leila drove forward to take Sheryl's place. When the car door sprang open, a pair of

long, slim legs stretched out from inside the car before a delicate face wearing black sunglasses poked

out as well.

The woman was dressed rather glamorously—her black skirt perfectly highlighted her body's curves

and her top's neckline exposed her sexy collarbones that were decorated with a shiny blue-emerald

neckless. Clearly, she had put effort into her appearance before arriving. Although she had indeed

fulfilled that purpose, Leila ignored the idea that as a woman, the most charming way for her to show

her beauty was to look delicate and vulnerable. Her rather brash entrance spoiled that sense of beauty.

Disgusted at the sight, Sheryl turned around and walked into the house.

Behind her back, Leila stared at her coldly as she bit her lips.

The deep grudge she had against Sheryl was stronger than ever. Inside her heart, Leila screamed,

'Every time I see this bitch, all I want to do is skin her and feed her bones and flesh to the dogs. If it

weren't for that bitch, I wouldn't have stayed in prison for so long! She's the one who made me waste

my most wonderful years in that goddamn hellhole! It's all her fault! I'll never forget!"

At the thought, resentment and hatred filled Leila's chest in an instant. The emotions almost made her

completely lose control of herself.

When she came back to her senses, Leila followed Sheryl into the house. In the dining hall, Melissa

was watching the clock, waiting for their arrival.

"Sher!" Nancy called out to her as soon as Sheryl stepped into the dining hall. A signaling wink

accompanied the greeting.

While Sheryl was away, Nancy had to go through a rather unpleasant experience.

Earlier in the morning, while Nancy was busy preparing breakfast for Melissa, the latter waited at the

table. The otherwise peaceful morning was ruined by a petty mistake—when Nancy served food onto

the table, she accidentally brushed against Melissa's arm.

The contact made Melissa's face twist into disgust. With a glare, she immediately yelled, "What are you

doing? How can you be so careless to touch my arm?

And for someone of your old age, you're as careless as a child!"

All her life, what Melissa had suffered through and hated most was other people touching what

belonged to her without her permission, including her own body. In her eyes, what Nancy had just done

was absolutely nasty and it infuriated her.

"Mrs. Lu I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to…"

As Nancy stuttered out an apology, she nervously stared at Melissa's furious face.

Regardless of Nancy's apology, Melissa continued abusing until she got tired. She then headed straight

for the bathroom without sparing a glance at the woman she had just insulted. As she spewed harsh

words at Nancy, Melissa couldn't wait to scrub her arm clean at the thought that Nancy's hands were

dirty from doing all the housework.

Watching Melissa go into the bathroom, Nancy realized that all the towels had been sent to the laundry,

leaving none in the bathroom.

Afraid of further aggravating Melissa, Nancy ran out to find a new one for the former to use.

Before knocking on the door to pass the towel to Melissa, she found that there was some commotion

coming from inside—Melissa was loudly complaining about something. "I can't stand it anymore! As

long as Sheryl and Nancy stay in this house for one more day, I won't get a good night's sleep. Sooner

or later, I have to drive them both away. Their presence here ruins everything…I have to punish them!

Thank god Leila is coming today. I know she hates them as much as I do. Once she arrives, I'll give

those two a taste of what a real nightmare is...."

Melissa's outburst left Nancy wide-eyed.

Though it was no surprise that Melissa hated her and Sheryl, she couldn't believe that Melissa would

go to such an extent that she would conspire with Leila to drive people away from the family.

The more Nancy thought about it, the more anxious she grew. It was hard to imagine what it would be

like if Melissa successfully carried out her plan.

'No, it won't happen. Charles would never let her do that…Sheryl has been part of this family for so

long! If she was driven away, who would care for the kids?'

As the thought sunk in, the sound of running water came from the bathroom and at once, Nancy pulled

herself back to her senses. Composing herself, she carefully knocked on the door to pass the towel to Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Melissa.

Since that incident, Nancy had been waiting to tell Sheryl about it.

Now that Sheryl and Leila were home, Nancy felt the urgency to tell her friend about Melissa's

intentions before it was too late. Unfortunately, Sheryl couldn't understand her subtle hint.

With cold eyes, Melissa stared Sheryl down. When she heard someone else's footsteps, her face

changed instantly—she must have immediately known it was Leila. A burst of happiness overcame her

and she bypassed Sheryl, walking straight toward her friend. "Leila, you finally come! I missed you so

much!" she eagerly called.

Hearing the warm and hearty tone that Melissa used to greet Leila, Sheryl couldn't help but feel a little

jealous. Leila must have been Melissa's ideal daughter-in-law.

Not wanting to watch the scene any longer, she turned her head away and asked herself in her heart,

'Has she ever treated me as friendly as she just did with Leila?' The thought made Sheryl turn a little

gloomy.

Meanwhile, Nancy caught a glimpse of Sheryl's expression. She thought that maybe Sheryl could have

figured out Melissa's plot.

Responding to Melissa's welcoming gesture, Leila walked toward her as well.

"Aunt Melissa, I missed you too! I've been looking forward to seeing you." She faked a smile.

As the two shared a hug, Melissa looked so pleased and excited with her arms around Leila. After a

moment, she stepped back and studied the latter from head to toe. With a thoughtful look, she gently

said, "Look at your pretty face. It looks so pale. Have you been eating right? I've been so worried about

you. You must take care of yourself because I want you…"

Something made Melissa pause—it wasn't yet the right moment to say what she was supposed to

share with Leila in private. She always appreciated Leila and regarded her as her daughter-in-law. Of

course, it was her dream for Leila to end up as Charles' wife, so that the latter could take care of both

herself and her son. In front of Sheryl, Melissa knew that it was better to watch her tongue for the time

being.

Suddenly, she turned to look at Sheryl and Nancy. "What are you doing? Don't you see that we are

having a guest? Go and make tea for Leila!" she ordered.

"Yes, Mrs. Lu." Lowering her head, Nancy headed for the kitchen just as was ordered.

Melissa gave Sheryl an unhappy look. "You go help her. I want to be alone with Leila. It's private, you're

not allowed to listen."

'Not allowed?'

Sheryl couldn't believe what she just heard.

'I am Charles' wife! Your daughter-in-law! How can you treat me like a stranger in front of an outsider?

Do you have any idea of the awful things she has done to this family?' As Sheryl thought to herself, she

had to hold back the tears welling in her eyes.

'You'll never accept me. Why don't you just kick me out of this house? If that's the case, I wouldn't be

here to stand in the way of your little moment with Leila. Why did you ask me to stay this morning?

You said I was the hostess of the family this morning. Yet you are now treating me as an outsider. In

your eyes, I'm nothing!'

As she recalled how happily and eagerly Melissa received Leila earlier, Sheryl's heart sank. Never had

she seen Melissa show her anything close to that.

After shooing Sheryl away, Melissa simply turned back to Leila to share in another embrace—the sight

made Sheryl despair. Without a word, Sheryl froze as she wore a dull, indifferent look. In her heart, she

told herself, 'This will be the last time she'll ever hurt me.' With a deep breath, she calmed down at last.