The Apple of My Eye novel Chapter 1868

The look on Sheryl's face was what Leila had expected. Since Nancy was out and Melissa was taking a nap, it was just the two of them. Leila felt no regrets at all. The more hurt Sheryl felt the more she enjoyed it. She smiled ironically then continued, "You should look at your face right now. Believe it or not, it's just been me who was playing you all this time. It's a long story, but I can't be bothered to tell you everything in detail. Melissa was the key. If she wasn't so stupid, I never would have been able to do any of this. I took advantage of her because she never liked you. So she supported me in everything. She encouraged me to sleep with Charles even though he never really saw any woman but you. Just to be able to stay in this house, I had to figure out a way to kick you out. You two didn't trust each other enough, and that's why I was easily able to get between you two. It's all your fault!"

"What? Are you telling me that everything that happened was not an accident after all?" Sheryl asked, her voice trembling.

"Yes. I know it's hard to believe, but it's true. Everything that happened was part of my plan, including Melissa's injury. I planned that too. I purposely got her injured so I could show up, save her, and be the hero. It was definitely not an accident. When I came here, I was very well-prepared, Sheryl. You were all too busy to notice that I've been manipulating all of you all this time. Just admit it, Sheryl. You're a loser," Leila sneered. She treated Sheryl the way she wanted to. Now that everything was out in the open, Leila didn't care anymore. After all, Sheryl couldn't tell anyone, even if she wanted to because no one would believe her.

Sheryl was taken aback. She froze on the spot, mouth agape. She felt as if an invisible pair of hands were wrapped around her throat and were consequently, choking her.

She tried to breathe properly, but her throat felt restricted. She glared at Leila as a range of emotions welled up in her heart. She couldn't even get a word out as she was too overwhelmed. At that moment, the door behind Sheryl suddenly opened. It was Melissa—she was awake.

Leila hurriedly turned to look in the direction where the noise came from and found Melissa, who looked quite angry. She felt as if her world was tumbling down.

"Leila, would you please repeat what you just said to me? I want to know everything," Melissa asked placidly. She looked calm, but her hands were clenched into fists as if she needed to do that in order to support herself. Her eyes were filled with anger and betrayal.

"Oh, Aunt Melissa! You're up!" Leila said bashfully. She approached her and extended her arms as if to show affection.

Melissa wouldn't even let Leila touch her. She avoided Leila's hands as she raised a finger and pointed it to Leila. "I can't believe you've been using me all this time. You must have had this planned when we first met in jail, right? I just thought you saw me as your family. I guess I was wrong. You've gone too far, and this was all my fault. I should've seen right through you, but I was too blinded because of my love for Charles. I just didn't want him being close to any other woman."

"Please, don't believe any of that, Aunt Melissa. None of that is true. I was just saying all of that to get a rise out of Sheryl. I just wanted to provoke her. None of that was true..." Leila hopelessly explained. She panicked and scolded herself for being so careless.

"That's enough, Leila. We're done here. I don't ever want to see you again. Get out of here. I'll never believe anything you tell me from now on." Melissa was so angry that she slapped Leila across the face.

At first, Leila just moved to dodge Melissa, hoping that she would calm down and back off.

Melissa stepped forward, grabbed her hair, and pulled it. Leila screamed in pain, "Aunt Melissa, please, stop! You've got this all wrong! Please, listen to me! Let me explain!"

However, this only fueled Melissa's anger. She lifted her other hand and slapped Leila across the face.

She'd already had enough of this woman. The more Leila tried to explain, the angrier Melissa got.

"Just get out of my face! I'm going to find Charles and tell him everything! You're done, Leila. I don't want to see your face again for the rest of my life!" Melissa shouted as she let go of Leila. She turned away and headed to the staircase without saying another word.

Leila immediately ran to catch up with her. If Charles found out about all of this, she wouldn't know what to do. Her life would end. She grabbed Melissa's arm and pleaded.

"Let go of me!" Melissa shouted and shoved Leila away as she began to head downstairs. The more Leila tried to grab her, the more irritated she became.

"Please, Aunt Melissa! Please, just give me a second! I can explain everything! Please!" Leila begged. She looked so desperate. The only thing that was on her mind was that she couldn't let Melissa go to Charles. She hastily grabbed Melissa's arm as Melissa tried to pull it away. Melissa started to lose her balance, and she struggled to stand on her feet.

With a loud scream, she suddenly fell down the stairs.

Frightened, Sheryl's eyes widened, and her mouth dropped open. She immediately ran down the stairs to check on Melissa.

She kneeled on the floor and put her hand on Melissa's shoulder, quivering. "Mother? Mother, can you hear me?" she asked nervously. She was so worried. She saw that Melissa had hit her head on the stairs more than once, so she figured Melissa must have been badly injured. She didn't know how bad her injuries were.

Meanwhile, Leila, whose fault it was, remained where she was. She couldn't feel her legs and hands, and she just stood there like a statue.

At that moment, Nancy had just gotten home from shopping. She was surprised to find Melissa lying on the floor and unconscious. Sheryl was holding her hand, and her face was white as a sheet. Nancy wondered what had happened. She roughly put all her things down and rushed to Sheryl.

"What happened, Sher? What happened to Mrs. Lu?" she asked, concerned.

Leila then seemingly snapped back to reality. She took a deep breath, pulled her thoughts together, and shouted, "Nancy, please, call the ambulance! Call the police! Sheryl, you shouldn't have pushed Aunt Melissa down the stairs, even if you have a lot of issues with her!"

Sheryl couldn't help but be amazed at how quickly Leila had come up with all of that. She remained quiet, as the most important thing right now was to take Melissa to the hospital. She then told Nancy to call the ambulance.

Nancy took out her phone and made the call. They all rode in the ambulance as it sped back to the hospital.