His Real Wedded Bride

Chapter 1379 Sheryl's Coma

As Melissa got to the living room, she sat down and saw Leila sitting on the sofa with a straight face.

Leila didn't look well, as if her world was about to end.

Melissa asked distantly, "Leila, you're up early. You look unhappy. Did something happen?"

Leila just realized that Melissa had gone downstairs and sat behind her. She raised her head and

greeted Melissa coldly.

"Good morning, Aunt Melissa. I'm fine. I just wasn't able to sleep properly last night and it's making me

dizzy."

"Really? Then why are you up so early? Why don't you go back to bed and try to get some sleep?"

Melissa walked towards the refrigerator and poured Leila and herself a glass of milk.

Leila took the glass of milk unconsciously, keeping silent. She was in her own world.

Leila despised the way Melissa was treating her. Her voice was annoyed when she spoke. She figured

Melissa wouldn't even notice because she wasn't the type of person to notice things like that.

"Even if I lie down now, I wouldn't be able to fall asleep. I may as well just get up. It might help."

Melissa nodded and didn't press on any further, but she did continue talking.

"Sheryl hasn't been getting up the past few days. All she did was lie in her bed waiting for other people

to do things for her. What I don't understand is how on earth Charles married a woman like that!"

Melissa kept rambling on regardless if Leila said something or not. All Melissa cared about was talking

about Sheryl behind her back like she was waiting for Leila to join her.

Leila mumbled something just to get Melissa to shut up but it didn't seem to work. She just kept

rambling. Leila swore she saw spit flying from her mouth. Leila was starting to get uncomfortable and

she just wanted Melissa to stop but she didn't know how to.

"I don't know what I did to deserve someone like her! Such bad luck! Just look at how she behaved.

She just lay in bed all day eating and sleeping! Let's see if she can do that her entire life!" Melissa said,

fuming.

Suddenly, Nancy rushed downstairs, shouting.

"Ah... No! No!" Nancy's face turned white. Her voice echoed through the roof and it was trembling.

"What the hell is going on?" Melissa screamed when she saw Nancy rushing towards her.

"Help! Help! Sher doesn't seem to be breathing!" Nancy said, out of breath, with tears welling up in her

eyes.

Bang! Leila dropped the glass of milk she was holding. She looked frightened and she was trembling.

She tried to calm herself down as she was afraid Nancy and Melissa would grow suspicious about her.

But she couldn't shake her fear that Sheryl could die. 'Did I kill Sheryl last night?' Leila thought to

herself.

Leila was shaking and unable to breathe out of fear.

Melissa cast a glance at Leila puzzled—she didn't know why Leila was acting that way. However, she

only glanced at her for a second before turning back to Nancy to ask her to call Charles.

No matter how much Melissa hated Sheryl, she still knew the right thing to do. Otherwise, Charles

would get mad at her.

Sobbing, Nancy picked up the phone and dialed Charles' number. Meanwhile, Melissa stood beside

her clam as ever.

"Hello, Charles. Sher doesn't seem to be breathing. I have called the ambulance but you should get

here right away."

At Shining Company

Charles froze upon hearing Nancy's words. He didn't even notice that he'd dropped his pen.

He asked after a deep breath, "Nancy, what do you mean? Isn't Sher breathing? What does that Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

mean? She's just at home. How can she not be breathing? Is this a joke?"

Charles was stunned and couldn't bring himself to believe Nancy. He felt his heart twist and his soul

vanish as if into thin air.

Nancy cried, "It's true. Sher isn't...Just please! Get here right away!" The way Nancy was crying broke

Charles' heart.

Charles tightened his grip on his phone—his face was pallid and sweating.

'How? How could something happen to Sheryl? I just left the other night. How could something bad

happen to Sheryl?

Sheryl, Sheryl. Please, please, you'll be okay, ' thought Charles.

Charles got up right away, grabbed his keys, and headed out the office.

'It can't be. This can't be. Sheryl's fine. God, please.' Charles was praying in his heart.

In the Dream Garden

Nancy went back to Sheryl's bedroom while waiting for the ambulance. She stood silently beside

Sheryl. She held Sheryl's hand tightly as if she wanted to transfer some life into her.

Melissa followed Nancy to the bedroom. She wanted to see what really happened. She saw how still

Sheryl lay like she was in a coma. She put her finger under Sheryl's nose trying to feel something but

to no avail—Sheryl wasn't breathing.

Melissa gazed as Sheryl lay there motionless. Something was stirring in her heart. She hated Sheryl

with all her might and maybe God must've heard her.

Melissa lowered her gaze to hide her joy. She figured if Sheryl died, she wouldn't have to deal with her

anymore and her son wouldn't have to spend his life with such a useless woman.