The Apple of My Eye
Chapter 1533 Because I'm A Lucky Girl

Melissa strode hastily towards the dining table, glancing at Sheryl, Shirley and Clark, who were having their food. She took a look at the food and started to criticize it.

However, Sheryl didn't even bother to make eye contact with her. Rather, she just continued enjoying her meal. Suddenly, Melissa stopped rambling abruptly, because she thought Sheryl's indifferent attitude was an insult to her. She flared up immediately.

"Sheryl, I must say, you have a great life! You don't need to lift a finger at home. No laundry, no cooking. Food is ready when you get up. You are served like a queen! You couldn't possibly have dreamed about it before you married Charles, right?" Melissa said in a voice dripping with sarcasm. Her hatred and jealousy to Sheryl were out and clear in front of everyone present in the room.

Melissa resisted the urge to smash Sheryl's tableware at once. How she hated to see Sheryl in such a contented and peaceful state!

Finally, Sheryl responded. Much opposed to what Melissa had expected, Sheryl was not at all furious at her. She just cast a glance at Melissa and said curtly, "That's right. Because I'm a lucky girl." Then she turned back and pursed her lips in utter disregard towards Melissa. It was obvious that Melissa's voice was no music to her ears.

Sheryl's reaction infuriated Melissa. Glaring at Sheryl with resentful and burning eyes, Melissa became even more furious.

"You are such a lazy woman! You have no virtue of a wife and a mother. I can't wait to see Charles drive you out of our family one day!" Melissa snapped harshly.

Then she turned around and took brisk steps towards the stairway and went upstairs. Each of her steps created thudding noise as if she was trying to vent out her anger by stamping hard on the ground.

Her sarcasm didn't affect Sheryl even a bit. Instead, Sheryl felt quite amused that she was able to irritate Melissa so easily. It was indeed an achievement. Not so long ago, she was completely overpowered by Melissa in this family. But at the moment the situation was different.

Thinking of that, she couldn't stop herself from breaking into a smile. Seeing that Clark had finished eating, she asked him gently whether he needed more. Her stable mood also helped make her children feel

secure.

Melissa's misconduct had left a deep scar in their hearts that was not to be erased so easily. Every time they saw Melissa, they would recall how she abused Shirley and how she cursed their mother. Therefore when Melissa approached them, they would get nervous and alert. They were afraid that Melissa would attack their mother or them once again. But now Sheryl's attitude reassured them that they were safe enough.

Luckily Melissa didn't stay there long. After she left, both Clark and Shirley heaved a sigh of relief.

"Mom, we have finished our meal. I want to watch TV with Shirley, can I?" Clark asked Sheryl after he put down his chopsticks.

Sheryl nodded with a smile. At once, the kids sprang out of their seats and ran to the living room joyfully.

Sheryl watched them with loving eyes as they giggled. A soothing smile spread over her face to see her kids in a happy mood.

Melissa came inside her room fuming and ready to explode. Everyone treated her as if she was invisible. No one spoke with her. She felt both bored and indignant.

But she wasn't confident enough to confront Sheryl with a tough attitude like before, nor did she dare to ask Charles for help. She felt as if she was increasingly losing her grip on Charles.

She could not tolerate the attitude of the family members towards her. She was pacing up and down inside her room, racking her brains to find a solution to improve the situation. Her eyes turned red in anger, her eyebrows creased tightly and her breathing quickened.

The more she thought about her own condition, the more miserable and desperate she felt. She couldn't help but remember how happy Sheryl and her children were just now at the dining table. And here she was, all alone and isolated. Her chest heaved in fury. She was so angry that she lost her mind completely.

Abruptly, she took whatever she could grasp and smashed them all on the floor. The decorative pieces and the furniture in her room all suffered her wrath. Soon, her room became a mess, and everything was scattered on the floor broken into pieces.

When she was throwing them, she kept cursing.

"Damn it!" Her voice trembled and her face turned red. "I hate you! All of you deserve to die!" Tears streamed down her face, and the nerves on the two sides of her forehead swelled up as she exerted all her energy to vent her anger.

The crashing noise mixed with her vicious curses echoed in the room and reverberated in her heart as well. She swore to remember all the unfair treatment that she suffered. Everything was smashed except for the mirror. The mental and physical exertion had made her go out of breath. Panting heavily, she stared at herself in the mirror. What she could see was a contorted and horrible face, just like a demon from the hell. She let out a cry once more and threw a glass at the mirror, breaking it to pieces.

She kept smashing things until she had used up all her strength and had destroyed everything in the room.

At last, perhaps it was her physical exhaustion that calmed her down. But the hatred for Sheryl still lingered in her heart.

She sat on the bed, surrounded by debris and pondered. Now, she had only one goal in her life-that was to bring Leila back into this house. Yes! Leila was the only person who could help her to break Sheryl. But what could she do to get Leila back? Melissa bit her nail as she tried to sort out all possible means to achieve her goals. However, she failed to identify even one idea to make that happen. Slowly, physical tiredness coupled with overthinking made her eyes heavy, and she fell into a deep slumber.

After Leila successfully sent Melissa to her home, she came to Holley and told her that their mission was accomplished. The news sounded like sweet music to Holley's ears.

"Congratulations! We are a step closer to our goal. I didn't expect that our plan would work so well. Melissa is such a fool! She knows nothing about gambling, but she always wants to play it. Stupid woman!" Holley sneered. She raised her glass to celebrate their achievement with Leila.

"Yes, it's going very well. God has put the odds on our side," Leila smiled. After making some small talk for a while, they departed.

Time flew very soon.

Leila would call Melissa frequently to greet her, even though they didn't have anything important to talk about. However, Melissa could feel her care and consideration; therefore she thought that Leila was the sweetest girl in the world. How she hoped that Leila was her daughter-in-law. She sighed in repentance every time she thought that Charles had such a poor taste to choose Sheryl over Leila. Sheryl was just a barbarian bitch!

"Aunt Melissa, would you like to go out to have a drink with me? I haven't seen you for quite a long time. I'm kind of missing you," Leila smiled on the phone as she cajoled Melissa.

Her feigned flattery always pleased Melissa. Every time she spoke to Leila, she would feel overjoyed. This time was no exception.

"Great idea! That's music to my ears. I'm so bored with staying at home. I don't even have a person to talk to," Melissa quickly replied. Her voice was full of grievance. Her eyes moistened as she recalled how she was mistreated at home.

Leila quickly comforted, "Don't worry, Aunt Melissa. Today is time for fun. We'll just enjoy ourselves. If anything is bothering you, talk to me, please. Sometimes you can feel better after you pour out your worries to other people. Just tell me if there is anything I can do for you. I just hope that you are happy."

Melissa was deeply touched by Leila's words. She felt that Leila cared about her from the bottom of her heart. What a nice and considerate girl she was!

"All right, see you then," Melissa said.

After hanging up the phone, Melissa started to choose clothes for herself. She was so elated that she hummed a joyful tune as she tried her outfits. The very mention of spending time with Leila made her heart to jig a happy dance.

When she arrived at the venue, she saw Leila waiting there. Once again Melissa could not stop appreciating her for being so punctual.

"Sorry, Leila, I'm late," she apologized with a smile. As Melissa approached her, she could see the sweat on Leila's forehead. She realized that Leila must have waited here for quite a long time; therefore she felt guilty for being late.

"That's all right. I arrived here not long ago," Leila smiled gently.

"Aunt Melissa, do you want to go shopping there? I see a lot of people crowding there. They might be having some really good stuff," Leila said as she pointed at the shopping mall just a few steps from where they were standing.

Melissa turned to the direction and found that it was a fancy place, and many fashionable people were coming in and out. She nodded at Leila.

When they were shopping, Leila took good care of Melissa. Whenever her eyes lingered on a piece of attire or a bag, Leila would buy it and give it to her immediately.