The Apple of My Eye
Chapter 1573 Shame On You

Leila turned her nose up at Isla and sneered, "It's been a long time, Ms. Zhao. But you're still the way I remember you. I could smell the stink of your breath even before you opened your mouth. Actually, I

happen to know a fabulous oral doctor. I'll leave you his number later!"

Even Sheryl was surprised to see such self-glorifying behavior from Leila. She had thought Leila would face them with her tail tucked between her legs. Leila was the one who got in between her and Charles, after all.

"Shame on you, Leila Zhang! If I were you, I'd rather die!" Isla spat.

"I won't protest if you die right here, right now!" There was a moment of silence as nobody else knew what to say. "Right. I believe you won't because you're not me!" Leila continued, every word effectively getting to Isla, throwing her off. Isla wondered how Leila had such a sharp tongue in just a few days.

Sheryl didn't go through the trouble of saying anything. She was reluctant to confront a shameless woman like Leila, because she understood that by doing that, she would gain nothing. She would only waste her time. Besides, it would even make Leila happier if she thought Sheryl took her seriously.

"Loudness is not necessarily persuasion, Miss Zhang. I won't bother arguing with the likes of you. Whether you admit or not, Sheryl is still Charles' lawful wife, and you're nothing but a whore who tried to steal another woman's husband by crawling into his bed," Isla said each word slowly and sharply, arousing the attention of passers-by.

People began gathering around the three of them.

"What I did has nothing to do with you! It's not up to you to go around telling the world about other people's business!" Leila felt a bit of panic when people started to look at her, but she kept her nose high and looked down on Isla. But Isla was having none of it. She did not back down.

"Sometimes, I ask myself why the world's moral standards continue to degenerate day after day, but I begin to understand when I look at you. It's all because of gold diggers like you. If you could move into a family's house and throw yourself at another woman's husband, is there really anything else you can't do? Hmm...Since you've accomplished that astonishing feat, I believe countless women all over the world would be happy to pay you to teach them your ways!" Isla raised her voice as more and more people stopped to look at the three of them. She couldn't give Leila a beating for her best friend, but she thought she could at least try to make Sheryl feel better by publicly humiliating Leila.

The bystanders began whispering among one another, with some even pointing at Leila. "Ladies and gentlemen, please look at this woman..." Isla prepared to fan the flames when she spotted the look of uneasiness on Leila's face.

"Isla!" Sheryl interrupted and grabbed Isla by the hand.

She didn't want to make a scene in front of so many strangers. Besides, she had to consider Charles' feelings. They had two kids and had to see each other even if they separated.

Isla had to hold back her anger. Immediately understanding what Sheryl meant, she made a fist, signaling her concession.

Leila, seeing the interaction between the two friends, had no intention of stopping. She realized that she could go on. Sheryl did not have the guts to stand up to her.

"Why don't you let your friend share everything she knows? Sheryl, what's done is done. You'd better face reality and just do what you're supposed to do. Sign the divorce papers." As she spoke, she looked straight at Sheryl and stroked her hair.

Sheryl then laughed to herself. Her upbringing taught her to be easy on people, but this did not necessarily mean that she should willingly accept any deliberate offense done unto her. Leila might have started things in the spur of the moment, but Sheryl wouldn't give her the chance to also have the last word.

She walked toward Leila and stopped right in front of her.

She then looked into Leila's eyes without emotion. A second later, she raised her hand and slapped Leila in her face.

Leila was taken aback. She stared at Sheryl in astonishment, one hand covering her face.

Before Leila could respond, Sheryl leaned close and whispered, slowly enunciating each word, "In the future, you'd better show some respect. If you can't do that, do not show up in the same place as me at all You know what? You won't be Mrs. Lu as long as I refuse to sign the papers."

Leila stepped back, pop-eyed, but Sheryl was not done.

"You heard me. Watch your tongue and behave yourself. I don't want to argue with you because you're not the only one to blame, but if you keep asking for trouble, I won't hesitate to bring that to you. I won't leave you alone. I believe Charles will reconsider our divorce. When that happens, you may need to find a place to cry in!"

Sheryl got it right. Leila was well aware that she had no advantage over Sheryl at the moment. Aside from the fact that she was by herself, Sheryl had Isla's support.

Leila had to swallow the bitter fruit that she had sown. All she could do was stare at them with resentment.

Sheryl then assumed a more relaxed and friendly disposition. She turned to Isla. "We'd better go and get some fruit as soon as possible, Isla. Nick is waiting for us!" She then took Isla by the arm, and they walked away without looking back at Leila.

Leila made a fist. She wore a gloomy expression, but her heart was full of wrath. She swore she would make Sheryl pay one day.

"Since you asked for it, I'll give it to you. I'll give you what you're looking for. I invented this game," she murmured to herself. Then, she turned to the people surrounding her and yelled at them, "What are you looking at? Fuck off!"

Successfully, she showed the people how a woman in the height of desperation and shamelessness looked like.

The bystanders shook their heads and left. Those days, it had become common for them to see such fights caused by men who cheated on their wives.

"What did you whisper to that woman? Did you see her face? She almost fell to the ground!" Isla inquired curiously, amused by the confrontation she had just witnessed.

Sheryl shook her head with a mysterious smile and replied, "I believe the bystanders thought you were the woman whose husband cheated! Look at you!"

"That was all for you, Sher! You owe me a big favor!" Isla complained, pinching Sheryl's arm.

"Fine, fine! Thank you! Come closer and I'll tell you everything!" Sheryl pretended to beg for mercy and winked at her friend.

"That's more like it!" Isla then pricked up her ears with respectful attention.

However, Sheryl jokingly jumped away from her and shouted mischievously, "I'll tell you if you catch me!" She then picked up her pace.

"You're so dead!" Isla exclaimed and chased after her, realizing afterward that Sheryl was making fun of her.

They pushed and shoved each other for fun, but Sheryl refused to tell Isla how she managed to piss Leila off. When they got back to the hospital with fruit, Cassie had woken up. She greeted them with a swee smile.

"Oh, you're finally up, Cassie! How are you feeling now? Does anything hurt?" Sheryl asked in a concerned voice as she walked toward Cassie's bed.

Cassie tried to sit up, but she felt her body ache with each movement, so she gave up and simply lay on the bed. She was black and blue all over because of her stay in prison.

"I'm fine, Sher. Please put your heart at rest. My throat feels dry, though. I would like some water, please," Cassie said softly.

Sheryl put the bags they were carrying on the table and grabbed a cup to pour some water in.

Because Nick was still sleeping, the three women talked softly and quietly. Sheryl and Isla felt a little relieved when they heard Cassie's reassurance. Sheryl held her hands and patted them tenderly. "Would you like some porridge, Cassie?" Isla asked and took the vacuum barrel in her hands.

"Okay. Porridge sounds fine," Cassie replied. Although she didn't feel like eating, she knew it would help her get better. Besides, she couldn't turn down their kindness.

Sheryl and Isla talked with Cassie for a while after she had had some porridge. Then, she went back to sleep. It was then that they left the ward.

They dropped by the nurses' station before leaving the hospital.

"Cora, kindly keep an eye on Cassie. Please call me if she needs anything," Sheryl asked. She was afraid that Ferry would break his word and come back for Nick and Cassie.

"Please don't worry, Ms. Xia. I'll check up on her from time to time. It's getting late. I believe the kids are waiting for you." Cora then watched Sheryl and Isla as they disappeared from her sight. She went straight to Cassie's ward and took a look at her before she went on with her work.

Leila returned to Dream Garden, exhausted and frustrated.

"What happened, Leila? Are you upset? What's this all about?" Melissa asked. She noticed that something was off with Leila the moment Leila got back. Earlier, Leila had joyfully and swiftly left for the supermarket but now, she returned with red eyes and a swollen cheek.

Leila shook her head. As tears formed in her eyes, she replied, "It's nothing, Aunt Melissa. Please don't be upset." Her delicate and touching expression aroused Melissa's protectiveness.

"Leila, you know you can talk to me, right? Tell me what's going on!" Melissa urged as she stared at Leila and waited for a response. It seemed she wouldn't let Leila go unless the woman finally told her what she had experienced that afternoon.