Chapter 1544 They Were All Bad

Clark had no desire of giving up. He glared at Melissa. Just when he was about to speak, he was stopped by Sheryl.

"Clark, don't speak to your grandma in this manner. It's extremely rude." Deep down, Sheryl knew that Clark was right. But at the same time, he was only a child. It wasn't right for him to speak to an elderly in this way. Moreover, if Sherly didn't interfere, Melissa would make a big deal out of it.

"Mom, please don't be angry. Clark didn't mean it," Sheryl added, trying to change the atmosphere. All she wanted was to put a full stop to this matter.

But things didn't work out the way Sheryl had hoped. Melissa wasn't the sort of person who would give up, even if it was for her grandson. She pointed at Sheryl furiously and blurted out, "Sheryl, look at your child! I can see how well you have educated him!"

Seeing that Melissa wouldn't give up, Sheryl retorted back, "That's enough! Do you think it's appropriate to say such a thing? How will Charles react if he comes to know about it?" At this crucial moment, she had no choice but to play Charles card. Melissa was not a fool. She knew very well she had to wrap it up. The last thing she wanted was to displease her son. With resignation, she shut her mouth up and didn't continue.

Sheryl was used to enduring Melissa's venomous words. But today, Melissa had really crossed the line. Clark was only a child. It was terrible how Melissa wouldn't leave him either.

The situation became awkward. Everybody stopped talking. Sheryl shot a glance at Leila, who seemed to be smiling at this spectacle. But when Sheryl looked at her, she suddenly straightened her face.

Sheryl was furious but she didn't want to make things worse. She then pulled her kids to her and said to Melissa, "I'm taking them back home first."

"I clearly know you had no interest in coming here. I don't understand why you even bothered to come here. And to make things worse, you brought the things I don't like to eat..." Although Melissa muttered in a low voice, Sheryl heard all she had said.

"Mom, those are your favorite food items. But if you insist on not liking them, you are free to throw them away!" Sheryl turned to leave after she replied.

Melissa cursed furiously when she heard what Sheryl had said. Sheryl closed the door because she

gh, she slouched on the couch. Charles was tired from work. He had planned to visit his mother but he gave up because he didn't want to meet Leila. But his mind couldn't rest without knowing how his mother was doing. He sent his assistant to see what was going on at the hospital. When he was informed that everything was fine, he went back home.

As soon as he arrived at his house, he noticed something different on Sheryl's face. But Charles couldn't quite put his finger on what was wrong. He felt worried and rushed to sit next to her. He stretched his hand to pull her into his arms and asked gently, "What happened? Why do you look so gloomy?"

Sheryl was lost in her thoughts and hadn't noticed her husband had already come home. A little startled, she almost opened her mouth to tell him what had happened at the hospital. But thinking it through, she decided it was the best to remain silent about it.

After all, Melissa was his mother. There was nothing she could do to change that. Coming clean to him would only have put him in a dilemma. Hence she bit her tongue and decided not to speak ill of his mother. She feigned a smile and said, "Nothing. I just don't feel well."

"What's wrong? Why don't we see a doctor?" Charles asked anxiously.

Sheryl kept shaking her head. She knew he would become more worried if she remained silent. So she touched her belly and pouted, "I am experiencing discomfort in my stomach. It's not a big deal!"

"You sure?"

"Yes!"

Charles believed her when he saw her determined look.