The Apple of My Eye

Chapter 2017 Introduction

Soon, Sheryl and Isla finally arrived at the apartment, tired from the long day that they had. Pulling the

key from her bag, Sheryl twisted it in the doorknob before pushing the door open.

Shirley and Clark were already sitting on the couch, glancing at the door every minute, knowing that

their mother would arrive soon. When they heard the door click, they ran to the two figures who had

entered, jumping around them excitedly. "Mom, Aunt Isla," they yelled. "Can we go to the cinema

tonight?"

"And where did this idea come from?" Sheryl raised an eyebrow, bending her knees to look her

daughter in the eye, amused at the suggestion.

"Mom," Shirley whined. "My classmates said there's this new movie out and that it's great. I want to

watch it too. Please, please, with cherries on top?" Shirley dangled Sheryl's arms, pouting.

Sheryl laughed, ruffling Shirley's hair, much to her daughter's protesting before turning to Isla. "Well?

Want to come with us?" she offered.

"Sure! I can't remember the last time I went to the cinema." Isla shrugged.

Sheryl nodded before turning to her son. "And you, Clark?"

"As long as Shirley wants to." After a look at his sister's insisting face, he nodded in confirmation.

"Okay, then. We'll go after we finish dinner. Joan," Sheryl called, and the other woman appeared from

the kitchen, wearing an apron as if she'd just started cooking. "Do you mind preparing our dinner a bit

earlier? We'll be heading out tonight."

"Yes, Miss." Joan bowed her head in understanding before returning to the kitchen. After Sheryl and

Isla had talked with the kids a bit more, Joan came back, signaling that she was already finished.

Without another word, the two kids ran to the dining table with Sheryl and Isla following behind them.

Much to the adults' amusement, the kids were eating as if their lives depended on it, especially Shirley,

who had finished her plate before all of them did. Happily, she munched on her last spoonful of rice,

smiling up at them. "I'm done," she said, and Sheryl chuckled at the sight. "Let's go to the cinema!"

On the way, the kids were talking excitedly with Isla, butting in teasingly. At these times, Sheryl almost

forgot what she was feeling. Almost. As they found their seats inside the theater, Sheryl couldn't help

but see the couples snuggling together as they waited for the movie to start. She couldn't help but stare

for a second, remembering the times she had spent with Charles. They were also like this once,

snuggling together as they appreciated each other's warmth.

However, it wasn't the same as it once was.

"Sher, is something wrong?" Isla nudged Sheryl, knocking her out of her reverie.

"Ah, what?" She smiled sheepishly.

"You look distracted." Following Sheryl's gaze to the couple, Isla couldn't help but sigh. 'She must be

thinking about Charles.'

"This film is for kids. It's hard for me to stay focused," Sheryl reasoned.

"Mom, Aunt Isla, shh!" Shirley couldn't help but turn to her noisy companions, putting a finger on her

lips as she motioned the two of them to silence.

Sheryl and Isla exchanged apologetic looks and mouthed "sorry" to Shirley.

The film may have lasted for two hours, but it felt like it took an eternity. Isla had to stifle a yawn and

sighed in relief when the show was nearing the end credits. If she had known this was for kids, Isla

wouldn't have agreed to come.

On their way back, Isla dozed off, oblivious to the loud chatter that came from Shirley and Clark as they

discussed the events that had transpired in the film.

"Mom, why is Aunt Isla so tired?" Clark asked, glancing at Isla, who was already softly snoring.

"She had a busy day. Let's try to not wake her up, okay?" Sheryl explained.

"Okay, Mom."

"So, Mom, at school today, I...." Clark and Shirley began telling Sheryl what happened in kindergarten.

At times like these, Sheryl couldn't help but listen attentively, grasping the little details that they had

mentioned and drawled out. A part of her remembered when they were still toddlers, playing with toy

blocks, but now, they were already attending school. It always seemed that time had really flown by too

quickly.

Soon, they arrived at their apartment.

Sheryl nudged Isla awake before taking the kids back to their bedroom. Isla, still a bit dazed, trudged

back to their room, like a zombie at its wake.

After Sheryl had tucked the kids in, she lounged in her bedroom, before taking out her phone and

logging into WeChat.

She clicked on Charles' homepage. Though it had been a long time since he had last updated, Sheryl

couldn't help but check his page from time to time, a part of her hoping to get some updates. Deep

down, she knew she still cared for him. However, she wanted, as much as possible, to bury that deep

inside her, so that one day, she'd be able to convince herself to forget about him. But as she saw that

couple tonight, she knew she was wrong to think so.

As she lay back on her bed, Sheryl tossed and turned, feeling her thoughts troubling her every minute.

It was a restless night and one that Sheryl hated. Exclusive content from NôvelDrama.Org.

"Sheryl, good morning," Isla sang out but stopped herself when Sheryl groaned and turned from her

pillow, revealing dark circles below her eyes and a gaunt expression on her face.

Seeing her like this, Isla immediately placed her hand on Sheryl's forehead, before sighing in relief

when she didn't have a fever. 'If it wasn't that, then what's wrong with her?' she thought.

"Sheryl, you look exhausted. What did you do last night? Sneak out and drink the night away?" Isla

teased, shaking her.

Sheryl snorted into her pillow and sat up, shoving her playfully. "What the hell, Isla?"

"So what did you do? You look...Dead," Isla said bluntly.

Sheryl knew she had to tell Isla the truth now, or else the woman would be asking her this all day long.

Sighing, she said, "Nothing...I just didn't sleep well last night. That's it."

"That's it?" Isla studied Sheryl in disbelief. And when Sheryl avoided her gaze, Isla knew something

was wrong. She pressed Sheryl, narrowing her eyes, "You're still thinking about Charles, aren't you?"

"Yes, I am," Sheryl murmured, tired of arguing with her. Isla blinked. Though she was expecting it was

Charles, she was surprised that Sheryl admitted it out loud, especially when pestering her for the past

few days did absolutely nothing.

Gaping, Isla looked like a fish out of water.

Sheryl giggled. "Isla, I'm joking! I'm fine." She waved her hand dismissively. "Go wash your face and

help me drive the kids to school later."

"Okay." Isla took one long look at her friend before standing up to leave the room.

Isla was lost in thought after the conversation she had with Sheryl. The woman just couldn't believe the

events had transpired as they had.

Sheryl didn't notice this until she dropped the kids off. Taking a look at Isla, she took a step closer and

tapped her on the shoulder.

"Jesus!" Isla shouted, gasped, and put her hand on her chest. Seeing that it was Sheryl, she shook her

head.

"What the hell, Sheryl? Are you trying to give me a heart attack?" Isla raised her voice, before bursting

into laughter.

"What were you thinking of?" Sheryl asked.

Isla just shook her head.

After getting no response, Sheryl moved closer. "Are you okay?"

"Yes, I am," Isla reassured her. "Come on, let's go back to the company, or else we'd be late. Phoebe

might be waiting for us." Isla walked Sheryl to the office.

As Isla avoided her stare and questions, Sheryl sighed. She might as well try to ask another time.

When they finally got to the office, Phoebe was indeed waiting for her outside of her office. Once she

neared, Phoebe quickly handed the file over to Sheryl and asked for her signature. Once Sheryl was

distracted, Isla left without saying goodbye.

Isla didn't leave the office to go shopping. She made an appointment with Nick and Cassie. Although

she looked perfectly fine right now, she couldn't help but be a bit worried about her friend.

Isla called Nick once she left the Cloud Advertising Company.

"Isla, where are you? Cassie and I are almost there,"

Nick started once he picked up.

"I'm almost there. See you soon." Isla hung up and stepped on the gas.

Soon, all three of them had arrived in the coffee shop. Though the atmosphere was rich with coffee and

peace, Isla still couldn't help but feel a bit agitated over everything that had happened. Catching sight

of Nick's waving hand, she went over to sit opposite them, still lost in thought.

"Isla, what's happening? You sounded very worried," Nick questioned as she sat down.

Cassie was staring questioningly at her too. Isla wasn't normally this out of it.

Isla emptied her glass of water to half in a single gulp before looking up at them. "I actually came here

to ask for your opinion." She tapped on the table before looking up at them. "I'm thinking of introducing

someone to Sher. Do you know anyone? It's about time the woman starts dating again."

"What?" Nick choked on his glass as he stared at her in disbelief.