The Apple of My Eye novel Chapter 1927

They arrived at a nearby restaurant shortly after. Charles kept silent all the way there. It was apparent that he was not in the least bit interested to go out for dinner. On the contrary, Leila was on top of the world, and she kept speaking throughout the journey to the restaurant.

Leila resembled a chatterbox who kept babbling despite Charles not having even paid heed to a single word of her stories.

"Charles, what do you want to eat? Are you up for seafood?" Leila gazed at Charles and, suddenly, her cheeks flushed with blood. She blushed, realizing how she was so desperately ready to do anything that Charles wanted her to.

"I am fine with anything. It's up to you." All of a sudden, Charles felt his heart skipping a beat, and he became impatient.

Charles' sub-conscious reminded him that Sheryl liked seafood the most. But realizing he could no longer have dinner with Sheryl ever again because of Leila saddened him. As soon as he dove deep into the ocean of emotions, Charles took control of himself again, as he couldn't be angry with Leila right now.

"Well, I will place our order then." Leila stared at Charles with a flustered expression. She could read his eyes and sensed what was going in his mind. It obviously was Sheryl!

Charles remained silent after that.

During the dinner, Charles ate without uttering a single word. While Leila could not conceal her happiness at all.

"Charles, the meal is scrumptious. I love seafood! Why aren't you eating more?" Leila spoke while passing Charles some food as if she was Charles' beloved.

Although Charles seemed agitated and sorrowful, she still kept passing him food. It appeared that Leila couldn't comprehend Charles' expression.

"Please, stop it, Leila. I can help myself." Charles reacted in frustration.

Since Charles had found out that Ferry had threatened Sheryl, he had been very annoyed and worried. Nevertheless, he could not ask David to kill Leila because only Leila could tell him what Ferry was up to. Charles couldn't care less about dinner, for all he wanted was to confront Leila about Ferry's evil plan.

Charles did not even eat a bite of food that Leila gave him and passed it back onto her plate instead. Throughout the evening, Charles communicated in a cold tone with Leila.

"Charles, why do you have such an intense hatred for me in your heart? I am fighting an uphill battle with my utmost efforts to get along with you. Tell me, how can I please you?" Leila said with teary eyes. She could no longer bear Charles' rash attitude. She glanced at him, trying to portray herself as the victim.

But, Charles was now well-aware of Leila's victim play card. He knew how Leila always trapped him by gaining his sympathies. This time, Charles wouldn't believe her anymore. He could only put his trust in God to keep his powder dry.

"Have I ever said I hate you? Why do you think this way?" Charles still responded without exhibiting even a bit of compassion towards Leila. He continued eating after he stopped talking.

Leila was baffled, and she could not figure out what to say anymore. So she ate her dinner silently.

It was crystal-clear that Charles was not at all impressed by Leila's melodrama this time. After a while, he finished eating.

"Alright! I am done," Charles said and turned back to pay the bill, hurriedly.

Leila had not finished her meal yet, but she stopped eating too. She caught up with Charles in a rush and left with him.

Shortly, they arrived at the Dream Garden.

"Nancy, please prepare some dessert for Charles."

"No, I am good. I am going to work in the study room," Charles said, snubbing Leila's suggestion immediately, and he went upstairs immediately.

Nancy saw Charles' expression, and she was concerned about him. She was afraid that Charles was dealing with trouble, so she rushed to the kitchen and prepared some chamomile tea for him.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

"Come in.

Nancy, why are you here?" As soon as Charles saw Nancy, his expression turned agreeable.

"Sir, I saw that you were in a bad temper just now. Is everything alright? Are there some issues with the business?" Nancy asked while putting down the cup of tea on Charles' desk. She sensed that Charles looked relieved now. Nancy had dared to ask him what had happened, as she was genuinely concerned about her master.

"Nothing at all, Nancy. You can go back to sleep," Charles replied in a calm tone. He chose not to say anything about Sher to Nancy.