The Apple of My Eye novel Chapter 1897

After about fifteen minutes, the items that were scattered on the floor had all been arranged back. Shirley was about to say something to Sheryl when a familiar figure appeared in her vision.

"It's dad! It's dad!" Shirley exclaimed excitedly, dashing in the direction where the person had gone.

Before Sheryl realized it, Shirley had already run away. In a hurry, she grabbed Clark's hand and ran after Shirley.

"Shirley, stop!

Shirley!" Sheryl shouted, hoping the little girl would hear her.

Shirley had heard her mother's call, but she wouldn't stop. Just now, she was pretty sure that she had seen her father. The truth was, she was dying to see her father and ask him why he had abandoned them. She wanted to know why he never called them even once, and why he never picked up the calls they made.

Finally, Shirley sped up her pace and caught up with the man.

"Dad! Dad!" the little girl called out as she pulled the man's sleeve.

The tall figure stopped walking. Turning around, he was shocked to find a little girl grabbing his shirt.

"Da..." Seeing the man's face, Shirley couldn't finish her word anymore.

In front of her was a man, whose face might be as handsome as Charles, but it wasn't her father!

He had thick sculpted brows. His eyes were filled with puzzlement as he stared back at her. Shirley was sure that she had never met this man before, but he gave her a sense of security somehow.

"Hello, little girl. Was it you who was calling me earlier?" Snapping back to reality, the man gazed at Shirley. He tried checking through his memory and concluded that he didn't know this little girl. Squatting down, he gently spoke to her.

Shirley didn't seem afraid of the stranger at all. She even giggled a bit initially, but then she thought of her own dad and turned doleful.

"My father...he is... He's gone..."

"Your father is gone?" the man repeated, confused as to what she meant by that. He was about to ask her for more details, but someone hurried up to them.

"Shirley! Shirley!" Sheryl and Clark had finally caught up with her. As soon as Sheryl saw that Shirley was talking to a stranger, she became alerted and called out to her little girl.

They had only been in Australia for a few days, so this was a totally strange place to them. 'This man seems to be kind, but who knows what he might be thinking? I have to be really cautious and protect my kids, ' Sheryl thought to herself.

"Mom!" Shirley waved her little hand upon seeing them. She smiled sweetly and said, "I came across this uncle. He looks a lot like dad!"

Feeling embarrassed, Sheryl quickly held Shirley's hand and apologized, "Sir, I'm so sorry for disturbing you."

"No problem at all! She seems like a sweet girl. Never mind about that." The man beamed at them, and his voice was clear and neat.

Sheryl raised her head to look up at the man Shirley had chased.

She was greatly surprised by the resemblance of this man to Charles!

Shirley wasn't totally wrong. To some extent, this man seemed to share some common features with Charles. More importantly, they both have the kind of aura that gave others a feeling of superiority and nobility. They were both tall in their build, as well.

Cough! Feeling somewhat uneasy with Sheryl's gaze, the man tried to break the tension. He too, gazed back at the strange woman in front of him.