Chapter 1257 I Didn't Do It
Chapter 1257 I Didn't Do It
Sheryl and Charles headed upstairs. As they made their way to the bedroom, Sheryl didn't see any
sign of Melissa and wondered if she went out.
As they finally closed the bedroom door behind them, Sheryl couldn't take her curiosity anymore. She
decided to go back down and ask Nancy where Melissa was. As soon as she turned around to go,
however, Charles stopped her by grabbing her hand.
Sheryl turned around and wondered why Charles stopped her until she saw the flirtatious look on
Charles' face.
"Honey, we haven't seen each other for a week. Don't you miss me?" he asked soulfully.
Sheryl was immediately mesmerized by Charles' handsome face and the way he talked to her made
her heart skip a beat. It didn't take long to return to her senses. Charles expected to receive a flirty look
back, but he only received an angry stare.
'How can this guy still be in the mood to flirt with me? I'm already in big trouble. Leila is still in the
hospital, and God only knows if her operation will be successful. I am totally not in the mood to deal
with him right now, ' Sheryl whined in her own mind.
Charles noticed this and begged in a sweet voice, "Honey..." He gave Sheryl a pitiful look before he
fluttered his long eyelashes.
Sheryl looked at him for a moment. 'What should I do to this man?' Finally, she heaved a deep sigh and
gave in. She moved closer and touched his well-structured face. Narrowing her eyes, she whispered,
"Charles, I'm really worried..."
"I know, darling. I know." Charles then grabbed her hand which was on his face, placed it near his lips, NôvelDrama.Org: text © owner.
and kissed it. He looked Sheryl in the eye and promised earnestly, "Don't worry. I will take care of this."
Charles then wrapped his arms around Sheryl, receiving an embrace back from her. His words and
being in his arms made Sheryl's anxiety slightly fade away. As she was about to say something, her
eyes widened as she heard children's voices downstairs.
Sheryl pulled back and looked at Charles with a huge smile before she exclaimed in joy, "Clark and
Shirley are back!"
Sheryl immediately rushed out of the bedroom with Charles following after her. "Watch the stairs,
honey."
Sheryl smiled and waved at him to hurry up. Before she could use the stairs, she noticed Melissa
coming her way.
Both of them exchanged glances. Sheryl detected the repulsion and schadenfreude in her eyes.
She had no idea when her mother-in-law started to be hostile towards or why she even acted that way
towards her. She felt that Melissa's aversion and hostility towards her had increased.
Sheryl pretended to be oblivious of her provocation. She smiled at Melissa and greeted, "Mom!"
Melissa scoffed and made no response. There was no point in hiding that she despised Sheryl and
how she never deserved any of her respect, since his son wasn't around anyway.
Melissa's negative reponse didn't faze Sheryl even a bit for she was already used to the way Melissa
treated her. Still with the smile on her face, she continued to head towards the stairs.
As they walked past each other, Melissa whispered, "This time, I am sure that you will be kicked out of
this family."
Although Sheryl had already given up on making Melissa like her, she still felt a pang in her heart at her
words. Despite the fact that she knew Melissa hated her, the hostility in her words just wasn't easy to
ignore.
She lifted her head abruptly and regretted doing so for she met Melissa's eyes that were full of malice
and threat.
Melissa's gaze felt like a sharp and poisoned knife that even a single prick or pierce could take one's
life in a blink of an eye.
Sheryl couldn't help but feel terrified by her sinister stare. She held on to the banister near her to
support herself as she trembled. She tried to hide her fear, but Melissa was just too much. In a shaky
voice, she asked, "Why are you so mean to me? What did I ever do to you?"
Melissa started to burst into laughter as she looked at Sheryl who was with a scared face. As soon as
her laughter died down, she replied, "Why? You ask? It's because you're a vile and flirty slut. Do you
really think that you are good enough to be Charles' wife?"
Sheryl blinked. Her teeth clenched as she wiped the sweat out of her forehead. She didn't know how to
react to that. It wasn't the first time that Melissa had made disparaging and insulting remarks towards
her. In fact, there were countless times already, but despite that, she felt so upset like this for the first
time. In the past, she would have felt terrible and tried to defend herself because she wasn't a bad
woman as Melissa cursed. But now she was sick of explaining and trying to defend herself to Charles'
mother, so she chose to be the bigger person and said nothing.
"Cat got your tongue? What? I got you, didn't I?" Melissa sneered, rolling her piercing towards Sheryl.
Sheryl stopped trembling and felt the cold fill inside her. She shrugged and responded, "Whatever you
say." She heaved a deep sigh and decided to stop wasting her time arguing with Melissa, because it
was already a lost cause, so she tried to cheer herself up by the thought of her children and focused
her attention towards her way down the stairs.
"Where are you going, bitch?" Melissa immediately grabbed Sheryl by the arm and bellowed testily,
"Where are your manners? You are being so rude. Is this how you treat your husband's mother? Didn't
your parents teach you any manners at home? Oh, I bet they are terrible people, and that's why you
grew up to be such a horrible person!"
Sheryl couldn't endure it anymore. She could take Melissa's attacks about her, but mentioning her
parents was already crossing the line. She turned around and gave Melissa a glare with a bit of ferocity
in her eyes. "That's enough! You've gone too far!" Sheryl exclaimed, removing forcefully Melissa's hold
on her arm.
She didn't expect that Melissa would insult her family again. She already forgave her after Melissa
insulted her, but saying bad things about her parents was way out of the line.
Melissa narrowed her eyes at Sheryl and continued to upset her. "Did you? Did you just try to hit me?
This is who you truly are, right? Oh, I really wish Charles was here so he could see your true colors!"
Melissa eyed Sheryl and sneered at her. She was trying to get on Sheryl's nerves. 'Once Sheryl beat
me, there will be consequences that she won't be able to bear.
Plus, I can put the blame about Leila being poisoned on her, ' she thought. All she ever desired right
now was to kick Sheryl out of this house and even of the family.
Before Sheryl could say anything, a familiar voice reached Melissa's ears from the top of the stairs.
"Mom! What are you doing? I saw what was going on in here!"
Melissa's eyes widened in surprise as she was startled by the voice. She raised her head and saw
Charles standing at the top of the stairs looking down at her.
She immediately started to panic. 'How long has Charles been standing there? How much did he hear?
What if…'
The more she thought about all the possibilities, the more flustered she grew. 'I can't let my negligence
ruin my plan.
I need to turn this situation around and do something that would make Charles detest Sheryl. That way,
Sheryl will surely be out of this house, ' she swore to herself.
A sinister look flashed across her eyes, making Sheryl alarmed for she was the only one who saw.
Melissa looked at Sheryl and resolved to herself, 'I'll make sure that you will stay away at all costs.'
Melissa returned her gaze to Charles and pretended to look surprised. "When did you come back, my
dear Charles?"
"Just for a while," Charles replied coldly and pressed his thin lips, the displeasure evident on his face.
At this point, Melissa thought it was now or never. She grabbed Sheryl by the arm again and tightened
her grip, pulling her down towards her direction.
Sheryl's eyes widened in shock and she was completely freaked out. Out of instinct, she caught
Melissa by the arm and dragged her in her direction to stop her body from leaning forward. The seond
moment, Melissa let go of Sheryl's arm and allowed herself to fall back.
Melissa screamed as she leaned forward without anyhting to hold on to.
It happened so fast that Sheryl did not have time to react, because the next second, Melissa's body
was rolled down the wooden stairs.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Melissa stopped at the end of stairs, lying down unmoving.
Sheryl froze. Her right hand still stuck in mid-air as she watched Melissa roll down the stairs with a
blank expression.
Sheryl was lost for any reaction as she was left there aghast by the situation in front of her.
"Mom!" Charles bellowed in a husky voice and dashed downstairs.
Sheryl managed to slowly look up and saw the dark look on Charles' face. As he ran past her, he
bumped into her, causing her body to fall on one side and lose her balance.
The impact of Charles' bump would have sent Sheryl down the stairs as well if she hadn't been able to
hold on to the railing.
After managing to stand, with a tremble in her body, she turned and saw Charles holding Melissa. Her
eyes opened wide as she saw blood, dripping from Melissa's head.
"Nancy, call an ambulance!" Charles shouted before turning to raise his trembling hand and touch his
mother's face. Fear and panic were written all over his face as he caressed his mother. In a hoarse
voice, he whispered, "Mom, stay with me. Mom. Say something. I can't lose you. Hold on, Mom. Mom!"
Melissa blinked slowly. She rolled her eyes up and gave her son a quick look. She then struggled to
raise her hand and pointed at the terrified Sheryl on the stairs. "Sheryl... Sheryl Xia… pushed... me..."
Melissa managed to utter these words, going on with the plan she had came up with.
Charles' eyes dilated in shock and disbelief.
Sheryl wondered what Melissa could have uttered, but after seeing Melissa pointing at her, her face
started to turn bloodless with fear and panic.
'I…I d-did nothing. I…I s-swear. I d-didn't p-push her. I d-didn't!' Sheryl explained in her head.
Sheryl hoped that Charles wouldn't believe Melissa as she slowly turned her gaze towards him. She
knew it was the end for her as soon as she saw that his eyes held so many different emotions.