The Apple of My Eye novel Chapter 1830

"Phoebe, what's wrong?" Isla rushed toward Phoebe and grabbed her hand.

Phoebe, equally worried, struggled to tell Isla about Sheryl's bizarre behavior. She had to choke back her sobs as she spoke.

"Ms. Zhao, I'm concerned. Ms. Xia is acting very strangely. All of a sudden, she claims that she has thought things through and that she's okay. How is that even possible?" Phoebe thought out loud, her voice quivering with fear and concern.

"Alright. Stay here. Let me take a look." Isla marched into Sheryl's office. Nick, who had been waiting for so long to see Sheryl, saw his chance and followed Isla in.

As usual, Isla let herself in, followed this time by Nick. What use was there in knocking?

When Sheryl saw Isla come in, she beamed with delight. She cleared her throat and jokingly scolded her friend, "Isla, I've told you a million times. If you walk into my office without knocking one more time, I'm going on leave for a month and give you that month's worth of work. Is that what you want?"

"Sher, I'm in no mood for jokes. Tell me what happened." Now that Isla saw just how fine Sheryl seemed after this whole thing with Charles, she understood what Phoebe had meant.

Now, she was just as bothered as Phoebe had been.

Just a few hours prior, Sheryl had been acting as though the world was ending. Now, she appeared perfectly fine. She was back to her usual self, or so it seemed. Isla racked her brains, trying to figure out what had happened to her friend.

"What do you mean? Nothing happened. Don't I look like I'm fine?" Sheryl, wearing the same goofy smile, shrugged and shifted her gaze to her brother. "Nick, what brings you here today? I thought you've been really busy recently."

"Sher, I've been trying to meet with you. I've dropped by several times, but I never got to see you. Now you're asking why I'm here?" Nick looked at Sheryl as though it was her fault that they couldn't meet.

Sheryl smiled bashfully. She scratched her head to ease the tension.

Isla interrupted, "Nick, I'm sorry. Can you excuse us? I have to talk to Sheryl in private."

Nick and Sheryl had never seen Isla this serious. Taken aback, Nick nodded and quietly left Sheryl's office, even though it was the last thing he wanted to do. He wanted nothing more than to comfort Sheryl.

He closed the door behind him and muttered, "Why did I let them push me away? I told myself that I wanted to be here for Sheryl. I came here to console her, but now here I am again-away from her."

Nick hit himself lightly on the head. He felt silly and helpless.

"Water?"

Phoebe offered, already bearing a cup.

The young man politely smiled as he accepted the beverage. Slowly, he began to make peace with the fact that he had to wait a while longer before he could see his sister. Perhaps this was for the best.

Isla looked intently at Sheryl, trying to read her mind. The look on her face was so intense that it looked like she was going to charge at Sheryl at any moment.

"Isla, what are you doing?" Sheryl giggled in amusement.

"Tell me! What happened?"

Isla knew Sheryl too well. She was sure that something was wrong because Sheryl had just gone through a traumatic experience, and now, she was smiling and giggling. Isla knew more than anyone else how deeply Sheryl loved and cared for Charles. How could she have recovered that fast?