The Apple of My Eye
Chapter 955 Being Childish

"Thanks a lot. It's enough," Sheryl said.

Judging from Cary's words, George had always been an obedient child before he met Holley. He changed completely after he met her. His mother was never pleased with Holley, her future daughter-in-law. However, Sheryl was still unable to determine why she had not done anything to separate these two.

She was aware that George's mother was quite important for her plan.

If she opposed the relationship between Holley and George, she would be of help to Sheryl. She could use George's mother as a weapon against Holley.

"Here we are," Cary announced as he drove Sheryl to Dream Garden. "If there is anything else that you need, please don't hesitate to tell me. I will be there to help you." "Actually, the only thing that I need you to do is," she started, "to help me take care of Susan. She is so naive and innocent that she could be easily fooled by Holley."

She gave a faint smile and continued, "I can see that she's not hitting it off with you, though, she does not know you very well. So please don't take what her words seriously." "Don't worry." Cary smiled and reassured her, "I won't haggle over her words."

"That would be great!" Sheryl said gladly. She got out of the car, and as she closed the car door, she told him, "It's too late. Forgive me for not inviting you to come in. Come back for dinner next time." "It's alright, Sheryl," he nodded. "Get in quickly. Don't make Charles wait." He waved goodbye, and then started his engine.

She watched Cary leaving until she couldn't see his car anymore. She immediately went inside the house and was about to turn on the light when she felt two arms wrapped around her waist.

She got startled, but calmed down immediately when she caught his familiar scent. "It's so late. Why are you still up?" she asked as she tried to hold back a smile.

His hold grew tighter. She could feel his warm breath at the back of her neck as he answered from behind her head, "I got used to sleeping with you. How could I sleep well when you're not here?" "How did you sleep the past three years?" she teased.

"I didn't need to think about anything when I got drunk. Then I would be fine," Charles described.

Sheryl's heart was broken at his response. She flipped the light's switch on, and looking at Charles, she said, "Charles, I..."

"Nancy made your favorite shrimp wonton. Would you like some?" Charles changed the subject and interrupted her thoughts.

"No, I'm good." Sheryl shook her heard lightly. "I've already had dinner. I don't feel hungry now.

How are the kids?" Sheryl was so busy these past few days she had not been able to take care of their two kids that much. She planned to accompany them today, originally, but it turned out that she came back so late.

"They are both asleep," Charles answered. "Let's go upstairs and rest, too."

They went upstairs together. Charles could not wait until he had her in his arms. Sheryl had to tap his hand the moment she felt his arms around her again. "Come on. Aren't you feeling tired right now?" she joked.

"Sher, I want..." Charles' voice had a certain charm to it, which caused her to fall limp in an instant. It was useless to refuse, so she allowed him to do as he pleased.

The room was well-lit. Suddenly, a soft voice called out from the other side of the bedroom, "Sher."

Sheryl was shocked to hear Shirley's voice that she instantly broke off from Charles' embrace. She swallowed nervously and straightened her clothes before turning her head to look at her. Shirley was in her pajamas, barely rubbing her eyes, while Clark was also standing beside her.

She felt ashamed instantly as she saw them.

"Shirley, what's wrong?" she asked in a concerned tone. As if nothing had happened, Charles looked at the kids with a gentle smile on his face. "It's so late. Why aren't you both in bed yet?" "Shirley just had a bad dream and she insisted on waiting for mom to come home. So I brought her here," Clark explained.

Frankly, ever since they moved into Dream Garden, Clark had been mostly responsible in taking care of Shirley; it saved Sheryl from a lot of anxiety. She almost forgot that she was their mother. "Shirley, come here." Charles picked her up and advised in a convincing tone, "Dear, it's very late. You still have to go to school tomorrow. Since mom's already back, you can go to bed now, right?" "No, I want mom to hug me while I sleep." Shirley struggled uneasily, as she tried to desperately free herself from her dad's embrace. Charles felt at a loss as what to do.

Although he was their father, he was never there while they were growing up. He had no idea what to do whenever his kids lost their temper.

"Let me hug her," Sheryl said as she took Shirley from Charles' arms.

Strangely, the moment she got into her arms, she stopped crying and immediately fell asleep in between sobs.

They were all washed out because of Shirley's frenzy. Seeing she had fallen asleep, Charles proposed to send her back to her room.

He would not allow this kid to disturb his moment with Sheryl tonight.

Sheryl carried Shirley back to her room. As she was about to put her down on the bed, she started crying again, as if alarmed that she would be left afterwards. She immediately took her back into her arms again.

She looked at Charles helplessly. "It seems that I have to accompany her to sleep tonight."

She tried to justify herself with him, "Dear, I guess you have to sleep in the study room tonight." "No, I refuse," Charles retorted. He couldn't help but frown when he heard Sheryl's request.

"Come on. Listen to me," Sheryl said feebly. "Shirley and I used to share the bed in the past. She is just not used to living in a new environment yet. You should give her some time to adjust, okay?" Sheryl presented the facts and reasoned things out with Charles as if he was a kid that needed to be comforted. Finally, he agreed. "Fine, but let me tell you. You can only stay with her tonight. I don't want the same thing to happen again tomorrow." He made it sound like an order and not a request.

"Alright. No problem," She agreed. 'No matter what request he asked tonight, we could talk about it tomorrow,' Sheryl thought.

She took Shirley back into her room. Clark followed them with concern in his eyes.

Just as he was about to get inside, Charles pulled Clark's collar in an attempt to stop him. "Let's go. Don't bother your mom and your sister."

"Let me go!" he exclaimed. Although Clark got mentally mature, he was still a kid. He was not strong enough to resist his dad so he had no choice but to follow after Charles.

"It is you who are bothering their sleep. You are being too childish to take mom away from Shirley." Clark loudly accused his dad.

"You bastard." Charles released him, rolled up his sleeves and said in a wide grin, "I will teach you a lesson tonight. Just wait."

Charles was, of course, just putting on an act. He had always been very fond of these two kids.

Sheryl, who was standing at the side, could not help but laugh as she watched them playing with each other. She turned to Charles and reminded him gently, "Be quite. Or else you'd wake up Shirley."