The Substitute Bride

Charles was amused by Clark. He put him down before he walked up to Sheryl. Without saying a word, he pulled Sheryl into his arms. Sheryl tried hard to wriggle free from his grasp.

"What are you doing, Charles? The kids are watching!"

"You're my wife. I don't think there is anything wrong with my actions." Sheryl's denial only urged Charles to hold her tighter. He had missed her so much. No matter what she said, Charles didn't have the heart to let her go.

"Let go of me!"

Sheryl commanded, once again. He was making her extremely uncomfortable. 'What does he think he is doing? I can't just forget the past. I won't allow him to act as if nothing has happened. There is no way we are going back to normal!' Sheryl thought to herself with determination. Unless and until she was sure that she and Charles wouldn't go through another breakup, she wouldn't go back to the Lu Family. She was very well aware that she couldn't take another humiliation.

"Fine! If that's what you want." Charles reluctantly let go of Sheryl as he could see she was getting upset.

Sheryl walked away from Charles, letting out a sigh of relief. Earlier, under his control, she had felt suffocated.

"Clark, go ask your sister to come downstairs. Breakfast is ready," Sheryl ordered Clark as she walked to the kitchen.

In the following days, Sheryl couldn't avoid Charles, no matter how hard she tried. Somehow, she tolerated his presence.

Tonight was party night. Charles had come to her house to prepare for it quite early.

It was the first time Sheryl had seen Charles become so invested in the preparations for a function. Throughout the day, he looked enthusiastic. Nobody would have guessed that he was the president of the Shining Company. Sheryl couldn't help but soften her heart towards him.

"Charles, what will David say if he sees you like this?" Sheryl teased Charles, smiling.

Charles was at a loss for words when he saw Sheryl's smile. He couldn't remember the last time he had seen her smile.

Being stared at by Charles like this, Sheryl started to feel embarrassed. She realized she had let her guard down. To rectify her mistake, she looked away.

At 6 pm sharp, Sheryl glanced at Charles.

"I did not invite you to my party tonight," she said, urging him to leave.

Charles didn't argue with Sheryl. He said goodbye to the kids and left the mansion.

His reaction left her a bit confused. From what she knew, Charle

Damian's arm very tightly, but her face gave away her fear. Damian could easily tell she was doing this just to show Charles. Deep down, he knew she had no feelings for him.

However, he wasn't mad at her for using him to make Charles angry. Instead, he was glad that Sheryl was holding his arm. This was enough to make him content.

Damian pulled Sheryl closer to him and smiled at her.

Sheryl smiled back at Damian.

"I'll help you to continue with this act. Don't worry!" Damian whispered in Sheryl's ears.

Sheryl felt grateful to Damian. She lowered her voice and thanked him, smiling sweetly.

In everyone else's eyes, Sheryl and Damian looked like a happy couple.

Charles was standing not far away from them while watching the whole thing. His anger grew stronger and stronger as he saw how intimate Sheryl and Damian were.

His blood began to boil when he caught them whispering to each other. Now he quickened his pace and caught up with them.

With fire in his eyes, Charles stepped between them and asked Sheryl, "Who is he?"

"None of your business," Sheryl answered indifferently.

Charles grew even angrier. He clenched his fists and said to Sheryl, gritting his teeth, "I'm your children's father. It's my business!"

"Yes, you are my children's father, but that doesn't mean you can control my life," Sheryl retorted back.

Charles shot a cold glance at Sheryl. Unable to restrain himself any longer, he hollered, "How can you not care? I'm your husband for God's sake!"

What Charles said got everyone's attention. Every pair of eyes present began to look at them, enjoying the spectacle.