The Apple of My Eye
Chapter 1569 Ferry's Revenge

"I want Charles' reputation ruined. I want him to be haunted by this forever! I want him to have to live with this for the rest of his life!" Ferry cursed as a hideous look appeared on his face. His voice was sharp like a knife, and sent a chill down her spine.

"What will you get if you do that?" Sheryl asked calmly. She tried her best to stay composed to appease Ferry's anger.

"Well, I don't really get anything in return, but as long as it hurts you, then I'll be happy! Sheryl, don't you see? All I want is for you to suffer. You shouldn't ever forget that! You owe me and you're going to pay for it!" Ferry said with a wicked smile. He grabbed Sheryl's clothes, his teeth gnashing. He'd managed to keep himself together, but if Sheryl had been a man, there was no doubt that he'd already beaten Shery up.

What held him back wasn't that he didn't want to beat up a woman though; it was just that he'd figured out a better way to punish Sheryl-even better than physical violence.

"Sheryl! Because of you, I lost the woman I love the most! You killed her! And I have always wanted to do whatever it takes to make you feel the same pain that I did! But this time, I'm going to be nice and give you an alternative. I can spare Charles's life if you promise to leave him forever," Ferry said icily. Suddenly, he pushed Sheryl, out of impatience. With a thud, Sheryl fell on the floor.

Sheryl was so enveloped in her own thoughts that she'd completely withdrawn from her surroundings. She trusted Charles but Ferry wasn't the easiest man to deal with. She wasn't even sure if Charles could go up against Ferry, and she didn't want to take the risk. Lest it get worse, she decided to accept his offer and leave Charles forever.

"I guess you don't know what it feels like to lose everything and be betrayed by everyone you know and love, your friends and even your family. I suffered all of that because of you. Now it's your turn! Have a taste of your own medicine!" Ferry said obnoxiously as he eyed Sheryl on the floor. His eyes were shining-proud of his notorious victory.

Sheryl felt like Ferry was torturing her. She could feel her heart twisting in pain. She could only do so much to defend herself against Ferry.

Ferry patiently waited in silence for Sheryl to respond.

Her relationship with Charles had hit a rocky patch ever since Leila showed up. She and Charles had been so distant and constantly fighting. Even then, she didn't want to leave Charles because she loved him and she was willing to fight for him.

However, she had no choice but to decide right then and there as the situation was urgent.

Soon, tears were falling down her cheeks but Sheryl didn't look distressed at all; in fact, she even looked calm.

In a cold tone, she responded, "Fine, I'll do as you say. I'll leave Charles but you have to keep your word. As long as I leave him, you have to leave him alone too. Stay away from him or else, I won't let you get away with anything!" Sheryl tried her best to make herself sound firm and strong.

Even Sheryl was surprised with herself when she had finished speaking. She didn't know where that side of her came from. She felt out of breath and she couldn't feel her heart beating. "Ha! Sheryl, are you threatening me? Isn't that amusing?" Ferry burst into laughter-it sounded so shrill that it was almost sickening.

"Now that you got what you wanted, I demand you to let Nick go. Now!" Sheryl shouted as she pointed her finger at Ferry. She felt humiliated and furious. She struggled to pull herself back to her feet. Even though she was trembling and her lips seemed to be bluish in tinge, Sheryl tried to keep stable as she stared Ferry down.

"Are you to be yelling at me? Huh? How dare you yell at me! And you even have the nerve to get angry at me? For what? Don't forget! You're the one who took someone special from me!" Ferry spat back as he glared at Sheryl.

At Cloud Advertising Company

"Phoebe, where is Sheryl?" Isla asked as she walked towards Phoebe and grabbed her hand. She looked pretty excited when she entered Sheryl's office but she was disappointed to find that she wasn't there. 'We said we'd go shopping today!

Even if I were late, that's still a plan! I didn't say we weren't going anymore. My god, where is she?'

Phoebe had just come back from the tea room. She was a little taken aback by Isla being so friendly to her. With a smile, she replied, "Ms. Zhao, Sheryl wasn't feeling well today. She did leave something for you, though. It's on her desk!"

Phoebe couldn't help but feel concerned about Sheryl. Even though she didn't know what was going on with her, she had this nagging feeling that Sheryl needed her help.

Isla didn't think too much about it. She just did what Phoebe said. She turned and walked towards Sheryl's desk.

As she looked through Sheryl's desk, she eventually found a note.

Isla was left feeling confused so she decided to check her phone to see if Sheryl had left her a message. She took her phone out from her pocket and found several calls. A bit taken aback, she didn't know that Sheryl had been contacting her all this time.

"Damn it! No one can ever rely on me in emergencies like this," Isla whispered to herself. Angry at herself for lacking a sense of urgency, she dialed Sheryl's number right away and patiently waited for her to pick up.

But to her disappointment, Sheryl's phone had been switched off.

If Isla hadn't wasted time at home with Aron, she'd have gotten here on time to meet Sheryl.

Isla realized how urgent the situation was. She couldn't afford to waste time anymore. She had to do something.

She kept her eyes on the note as she racked her mind, trying to come up with an idea. She decided eventually that it was best to take action right now. She hastily turned to leave the office and made her way to the parking lot.

Phoebe had no idea what happened to Isla. She just noticed that Isla's expression changed but she didn't see the note that Isla was holding.

"Ms. Zhao, what's wrong? Need me to go with you?" Phoebe grew concerned even if she didn't know what was happening.

Hesitating for a second, Isla quickly refused, "No, I will go to Sheryl by myself. I need you to stay here and take care of this company!" "Okay!"

Phoebe agreed to stay in the office, even though she didn't want to.

Isla drove her car at a fantastic speed even ignoring all the traffic lights. She was surprised when she noticed that a police car was tailing her. Afraid to waste time, she called Aron.

"Hello, darling! Sheryl is in danger. I called the police and now I'm on my way to rescue her. I have to get there as soon as I can, so I missed some traffic lights. Now a police car is tailing me. I don't want to stop the car because I want to get to Sheryl right away. Please help me. Can you deal with the police for me? Tell them to let me go!" Isla knew that it was irresponsible not to follow traffic lights but she couldn't waste time; she needed to save Sheryl.

"Fine, but you have to promise me that you won't go to where Sheryl is, alone! Please wait for the police before you do anything!" Aron demanded. He knew that Sheryl and Isla were very close but he couldn't let his wife risk her life for anyone.

"All right, I promise!" Isla said through her teeth, lying. Then she hung up the phone.

She didn't slow down her car at all. The police car chased after her, eventually catching up. Then Isla received a call from the police.

"Really? Did you call the police?" The traffic police officer hung up. He sped up and then stopped right in front of Isla's car, effectively blocking her.

Isla nodded her head and gave the officer a smile. The officer asked, "Where are you headed? Follow my car. I'll clear the road for you!"

"Great! Thanks so much!" Isla said as she took out the note Sheryl left her. There were some leads in the note she could follow.

With the help of the police, Isla drove faster than before. The officer employed the monitoring camera so they could keep driving if they ran out of clues from the note Sheryl left. They went to all the places that Sheryl normally went to.

Whenever they drove into areas that didn't have signal, the officer would radio the local station and ask for assistance.

Isla was focused on finding where Sheryl was. Every second mattered to her, as she couldn't allow anything to happen to Sheryl!

Towards the end, Isla was starting to feel as if the police weren't helping. She thought it would be best if she did this alone so she quietly cut across and left the police behind.

In a suburban villa, Ferry was still mouthing off to Sheryl. He kept accusing Sheryl of what she'd done to his loved one and it seemed like he couldn't move on. To him, Sheryl was a monster.

But what he couldn't see was that he was, in fact, the monster; Sheryl was an innocent person who happened to have just gotten tangled up in all of this.

"Ferry, I can't believe you still think that I'm the one who killed your girlfriend," Sheryl said, helplessly. She couldn't believe that Ferry was still blaming her for everything that had happened. If anyone was to blame, it would be Ferry!

"If it weren't for you, I would have taken revenge for myself years ago and I wouldn't have ended up in prison! That's all your fault! Did you really think I was going to let you get away with that so easily?" Ferry taunted.