His Real Wedded Bride

Chapter 1209 I've Missed You

"Mom said that you got Leila out of jail." Sheryl went straight to the point. Staring at Charles, she tried

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"Really? I didn't expect her to be released so early.

But how did you know?" Surprise and confusion flooded Charles. It was his doing; since Melissa

repeatedly asked him to get Leila out of prison, he had no reason to refuse her requests. Besides, he

initially put Leila in jail because he wanted to teach her a lesson. Since she was in there for so long,

Charles believed that she should have realized her own mistakes and turned into a better person.

Otherwise, he couldn't think of any reason for Leila to be so nice to a strange old lady in prison.

Since Leila wasn't completely irredeemable and his mother adored her, Charles didn't think it a bad

idea to help her get out—he even thought that it would be a good decision if she could keep his mother

good company and make her happy.

"So your mom wasn't lying. Explain it to me, Charles!" responded Sheryl, disappointment and

frustration flashing through her eyes. As she recalled Melissa's and Leila's statements, Sheryl felt

rattled inside—she was sure to keep her gaze completely focused on Charles. She didn't dare blink,

making sure she missed none of his facial expressions as the topic of Leila was brought up.

"Sher, I don't know what Mom said to you…But I hope you can believe me. Here's the thing, Mom

ended up being Leila's cellmate in jail so they became good friends. When Mom left prison, she kept

telling me that she had a close friend who was still behind bars and she just asked me to help her out,"

he narrated. After a pause to gage Sheryl's reaction, he continued, "I guess you can sense that Mom is

still rather unhappy with you these days. I thought maybe Leila would provide for a good distraction. If

she has a friend to keep her company, she won't be so lonely anymore and will probably stop bothering

you. What do you think?"

It wasn't news to Charles how deeply his wife hated Leila, so he knew that she was extremely upset

about him helping the woman get out of jail. To avoid causing any more misunderstanding between

them, he carefully explained his side.

"What you said is reasonable. But have you ever thought about this? Once your mom gets on well with

Leila, I'll have two women working together against me instead of just one," reminded Sheryl. Indeed,

she wasn't worrying over nothing. While she was at home, Melissa had already chosen to take Leila's

side.

Sheryl could already tell that Melissa and Leila were practically like family and she was left as an

outsider—Charles belonged to Leila and Leila was the real hostess of Dream Garden.

"Don't worry about that. I will not allow that to happen. Leila won't be allowed to stay at our house. If

necessary, I'll confront Mom about it as well. So please rest assured. I promise, I won't let you get hurt

because of Leila," Charles assured his wife, understanding her misgivings. As her husband, he would

never want to let her concerns become reality.

"You know what? Mom brought Leila home and the woman was still too perky. I don't think spending

time behind bars really taught her anything." Sheryl's tone was flat.

"Mom brought Leila home today? Leave it to me. I will take care of this. Perhaps it's Leila's first day out

so Mom is still catching up with her. I will do my best to stop Leila from coming to the house. I'll do

anything I can. What do you say?" Charles said with guilt and sincerity evident in his voice. When he

thought of Leila, his expression turned stern. Staring at Sheryl, he said with his eyes sparkling with

anger, "And tell me, what did Leila say to you? You're my woman. I will not allow her to bully you."

"What do you think she said? She just made the same old insulting remarks. She still hates me," Sheryl

casually replied. Still, Charles' commitment to her almost melted her heart. In an earnest tone, she

added, "I know you care about me and you mean what you said. But things change every day. We can't

foresee what will happen in the near or far future. I have faith in you and our love, but something could

get in our way to happiness."

What she said summed up her concerns but she was unsure whether or not Charles could truly

understand how she felt. Regardless of that, he was her husband and the one she trusted most.

"I know…There is uncertainty in the future, and many people seem to want to get in our way. But I will

not let anyone ruin our family. You have my word on that," he swore as he leaned forward and held her

hand tightly.

The two were so close that they could feel each other's breathing. Charles watched the endearing

woman with intent until his eyes fell right on her red, plump lips. Their lusciousness aroused a strong

desire in his heart.

Numerous misunderstandings prevented the couple from enjoying their sex life for days. Even though

they were tougher than most and could pretend it wasn't a big deal, they couldn't totally get rid of their

nature—the desire for sex.

Regardless of gender or status, people needed to satisfy their urges.

"Sher…I've missed you. I've missed you a lot…" he confessed in his sexy, bewitching voice as he

stared at her obsessively. Gently stretching his arms around her slender waist, he lowered his head

and sealed their mouths with a kiss.

Sheryl kissed him back fervently with a similar desire to share in their intimacy once again. It had been

such a long time since she could be passionate with her beloved man—she didn't care if they were in

his office where someone could walk in at any second.

All she wanted in that moment was him.

'We're married and we're not doing anything wrong. It's not a big deal if someone barges in and sees

us. I don't even care if they hear us and gossip about us. I want everyone to know that Charles is my

husband.

He belongs to me. No one can take him away from me." Such possessive thoughts ran through her

head.

The two indulged in a wild kiss as they both felt their bodies burning up as if they both had a fever.

Their passion filled the entire office.

Yearning for more, Charles swiftly lifted Sheryl up and strode to the couch before gently laying her back

down on it. As if it was their second nature, the two began unbuttoning each other's clothes. Soon, their

quick and heavy breaths resounded in the room. Just as Charles was about to make love to her, he

came back to his senses.

"Sher…let's go home or to the hotel nearby. We can't do this here…" he proposed, almost in defeat.

It was his priority to find a comfortable bed so that he could enjoy the night with his wife.