The Substitute Bride

"I'm so sorry. It's my fault. I was so busy today that I forgot! What do you want? In exchange, I'll give you whatever you want," Sheryl apologized at once as she squatted down.

"Mom, at least you know your mistake. We forgive you! But you need to tell us two stories tomorrow," Clark said innocently. Sheryl smiled back at them.

"All right. I promise. Now, you need to go to bed." It was late now, so the children needed to go to bed and get some rest.

"Okay, mom. You need to sleep too!" Shirley kissed Sheryl's forehead and then Clark's.

Half an hour later, the children had fallen asleep. Sheryl left their room without making any noise.

When she came back to her room, she found herself unable to fall asleep. Perhaps it was Charles and Damian that made her unable to sleep. They had frightened her.

As Sheryl lay in bed, she couldn't fall asleep. She wanted to sleep, but she didn't feel sleepy at all. Her eyes were tired, but they wouldn't close. She then decided to call Isla.

However, at that moment, Isla was sleeping when her phone suddenly rang. She woke up, startled.

She answered the phone, and her eyes still closed.

"Who is this?"

"Were you sleeping?" Sheryl asked as softly as she could as she realized that she must have disturbed Isla's sleep.

For a while, Isla was confused at hearing Sheryl's voice. After collecting herself, she jolted awake and immediately sat up. She was suddenly nervous as she thought Sheryl must have gotten into trouble. She asked, her tone urgent, "What's wrong? Are you okay?"

"Nothing, I'm fine. Why are you so nervous?" Sheryl smiled because she didn't know why Isla was so worried about her. She couldn't help but be touched at Isla's concern for her too.

"You nearly gave me a heart attack! Why are yo

though he didn't see who that man was, he knew that Sheryl definitely didn't hate whoever he was.

Charles also knew for a fact that Sheryl didn't like being touched by people, but she let that man kiss her on the forehead.

Charles just couldn't accept it.

Charles loved Sheryl very much. He hated seeing that man, whom he didn't even know, kiss Sheryl on the forehead.

Suddenly, Charles couldn't help but think of Leila. He understood now why Sheryl had been so angry after he'd pretended to like Leila. She must have been so hurt.

Charles didn't even want to think about it anymore and frowned.

"Mr. Lu, I was under the impression that it was all just a misunderstanding." David was nervous as he spoke, afraid that Charles would get mad at him.

"Misunderstanding?" Charles snorted.

Still, in his mind, he thought, 'Yes, it must have been a misunderstanding. That's the only explanation. Sheryl couldn't do that to me.'

After that, Charles said to David, "Unless Sheryl is stupid, she'd never choose a regular man like that."

David laughed inwardly. On the outside, he looked calm. Charles hadn't even seen the man's face, and here he was already insulting him.