The Substitute Bride

Charles had already changed into his pajamas. He was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window while drinking wine. Seeing this, Sheryl couldn't help but furrow her brows.

"You haven't fully recovered yet. You shouldn't be drinking any alcohol," she commented.

Charles was a little stunned to Sheryl's voice. He deliberately left his bedroom door open just in case Sheryl would need some help. But he didn't expect her to come this soon.

When he regained his senses, he turned around to face her with a smile. "It's fine." But when he saw water dripping from her hair, his smile turned into a frown. "Why didn't you dry your hair? You might get sick."

"Oh, yeah! That's actually the reason why I came here," she snapped as she remembered her purpose of coming into Charles' room. "I looked for a hairdryer everywhere in my room but I couldn't find any."

"I've got one in the bathroom." Charles pointed his finger to the bathroom. Sheryl walked to the bathroom to dry her hair.

When Sheryl walked out of the bathroom after drying her hair, Charles was still drinking wine. He had already drank almost half of the bottle. Sheryl furrowed her brows as she walked towards him. "It's late now. Aren't you going to sleep?"

"I don't feel sleepy yet. I wanna stay here for a little more while. Just go ahead and sleep if you're already sleepy," Charles answered. Charles felt extremely more clear-headed in the still of the night.

"Okay then, I will accompany you." Sheryl took a wine glass from the shelf next to her and poured some wine. The wine smelt good. "Nice wine," she commented as she sniffed the glass.

"Uh-huh." Charles smiled.

Then silence enveloped the whole room. None of them spoke a word. It was already midnight and it was very unusual for the two of them to spend a moment like this together. There was a hanging basket chair next to the floor-to-ceiling window so Sheryl sat on it.

There was one moment that Charles felt like Autumn had come back.

However, when he remembered that Sheryl only saw him as a stranger, he realized that he was only overthinking. Sheryl wasn't Autumn anymore.

Sheryl wasn't in a good mood either. Last night, she had a fight with Sue and until now, she still couldn't think of a way on how to make up with her.

s holding them tightly. She felt so embarrassed and nervous at the same time. To cover it up, she shouted,"I'm fine! Let go of me!"

"You just sprained your ankle. Have a good rest tonight." Charles furrowed his eyebrows and continued,"You sleep in my bedroom tonight. I'll sleep in the study."

"No way. This is your room." Sheryl was taken aback by Charles' words. She was anxious so she just closed her eyes and said,"I'm fine, really."

Charles felt more annoyed because of her stubbornness. "Can you just listen to me even for once?"

"I…" She decided to make a compromise after she looked at him. She hesitated for a moment before she finally said,"Fine. Thank you, Charles."

"Have a good rest." Charles stood up with a cold face. He felt jealous and uncomfortable every time he thought of the relationship between Sheryl and Anthony.

Charles closed the door as he walked out of the bedroom. His eyes were gloomy. Then, something occurred to him. It seemed that it was time for him to talk to Anthony.

The next morning, Charles asked David to buy breakfast for them. Charles wanted Sheryl to sleep longer so he didn't wake her up. Besides, she sprained her ankle so it would be difficult for her to move especially in the kitchen. Charles told David to buy Hongkong style breakfast for Sheryl. Autumn used to like it very much when they were still together. Not knowing what Charles exactly wanted, David bought all dishes available. Thus, the table was filled with all kinds of dim-sums and Chinese dishes.