Sherry was confused by these discussions. She scrolled up several pages before she saw the video at last. She tapped into the video to play it. The first person she recognized immediately was John. He was squatting in front of a pile of garbage and rummaging through it. She felt her fingers stiffening as she could not fathom what she was seeing. He was with two of his bodyguards, all three of them were digging through the garbage as if searching for treasure. She watched completely aghast as the trio turned over piles of rotten garbage with their naked hands without gloves. Despite it all, John still looked refined and handsome. His shirt was completely unstained the entire time. Still, Sherry could only wonder how much he must have stunk. She had only stood by the trash can for a while but she could still smell the nasty stench after she headed upstairs with Caprice. To think that John had been rummaging through the trash for an hour... What was he up to? Did h
"You have really heavy bags under your eyes. Did you not sleep well last night?" John repeated the question. Caprice grew wide-eyed and stared at her mother upon hearing the question. Sherry avoided John’s gaze and answered curtly, "I had some urgent work to deal with last night so I ended up sleeping late.” "What kind of urgent work?” he asked. This got him a sharp look from Sherry. "Why are you so talkative today?” John pursed his lips and changed the topic. "What do you want for breakfast?" Sherry pretended she did not hear him and ignored him. Caprice answered for her, “I want pancakes!” John looked at Sherry to see if she had other opinions. She did not provide any feedback at all. … The next few days were relatively uneventful. One afternoon, Sherry finally saw Carl. This was her first time meeting him since their last encounter at Ron’s. He was wearing a black suit and his hair was neatly combed. Although he still had a little air of playfu
Sherry congratulated Carl with a smile. "Congratulations." He made a show of stretching his back, then he walked up to her and sat on her desk. Sherry adjusted herself on the chair and tried to nudge herself a little farther from the table. He immediately grabbed the handle of her chair and leaned closer toward her. He smiled charmingly with an alluring glow in his eyes. “Sherry, even though I’m the president now, you’re still a close friend of mine. I’m going to be sad if you start keeping your distance from me.” Sherry rolled her eyes. When had she ever tried to wall him off anyway? She was only trying to keep some respectable distance between the two of them since this was a workplace! She was a fool to think that Carl had matured. Deep down, he was still a playful child. She responded dismissively, “Alright, I got it.” Carl let go of her chair and sat up straight. Sherry shot a look at him and asked, "Did you come here just to tell me this?" “Of cou
Sherry sat motionlessly in her office for some time. It was only when one of her staff knocked on her door to inform her that it was going to rain outside and wondered why she was not leaving yet that she was finally pulled out of her trance. She looked outside. It was dark. On any other day, it would still be relatively bright outside at this hour. She tried to shrug off her thoughts and got up. It began raining very soon after. It was nowhere near a downpour but it was enough to affect the traffic condition. Although her place was only several junctions away, she was held up in traffic for almost an hour before finally reaching home. She swerved into her parking space in the parking lot. She did not have an umbrella in her car. She braced herself for a sprint into the building. Moments before she threw the door open, she spotted two familiar figures approaching her car. One was a tall figure and the other was a child. It was John and Caprice. John held Capr
Sherry hid outside the door, gulping as she watched the girl munching on her food. It was then she sensed a gaze on her. She looked up and met John’s gaze. The man was looking at her with a smile. Embarrassed, Sherry quickly turned away and sat back on the couch. She picked up the tablet and played a cartoon on it, pretending that she was watching. It was raining like cats and dogs outside, which formed a contrast to the quiet environment indoors. The smell of food from the tablet stimulated her saliva. She had lost count of how many times she gulped because of the temptation. Then, Caprice’s chubby figure waddled towards her from the kitchen. She was holding two pieces of meatloaf in each hand, one bitten into and one still fresh. She handed the fresh one to Sherry. “Mommy, Daddy made this for you. It’s delicious!” Sherry was surprised. Caprice pushed the meatloaf closer to tempt her. Since the girl had taken the effort to deliver it, she might as well accept it. S
John’s eyes brightened with joy. He said, “It seems like the storm is not stopping anytime soon.” Sherry furrowed her brows. It was raining cats and dogs outside, and she had no idea where John lived, so it would be dangerous for him to go back now. Irritated, she said, “Then, you can stay here for the night.” John curled his lips. Even Caprice giggled out of delight. Sherry added, “The couch is yours.” She only had one room in her apartment, and there was no way she would let the man sleep on the same bed. John smiled and said, “Of course.” Caprice squealed happily, “Yay! Caprice can finally sleep with Daddy!” It had been a while since the girl slept with her father. Sherry was instantly rendered speechless. John said, “Why don’t you guys take the bed and I can sleep on the floor?” Sherry glared at him. “No way!” …Right after Sherry bathed Caprice, the girl ran out to John. Sherry came out with a blanket. She said to Caprice, who was dozing off in John’s ar
When she got up, she looked around and was slightly confused. While she was trying to wrap her head around the situation, Caprice’s adorable voice came from outside, so Sherry got out of bed. The girl was already dressed and had just come back with John. The table was filled with a luxurious breakfast spread, and the girl was eating a bun in John’s arms. When the father and daughter heard the door opening, they turned to her. Caprice’s eyes gleamed. She called out adorably, “Mommy, you are awake!” John smiled. “Morning.” Sherry’s eyes flickered. “How did I end up in the bedroom?” She clearly remembered sleeping on the couch last night. John said with a smile, “I carried you in.” Sherry frowned. John added, “I slept on the couch last night.” What he wanted to say was that he did not sleep with her on the same bed. Sherry was not particularly angry, but she hummed reluctantly as a reply. She walked over to the table and asked, “How much are all these?” “There’s a re
Caprice stopped running immediately. She looked up at her father and asked in a worried tone, “Daddy, how did you catch a cold?” Sherry looked away and turned a deaf ear. John glanced at her and then said to Caprice, “Maybe because I got wet in the rain last night.” He added, “Don’t worry, Caprice. I’ve taken medicine. I’ll be healthy in no time.” Caprice hummed a reply. She waddled forth to her father, crawled up to his arms, and touched his forehead with her warm little hands. “Caprice gives you warmth.” John smiled. “Thank you, Caprice.” “You are welcome, Daddy.” Irritated, Sherry pursed her lips. She pulled her phone out and located the breakfast shop that John had ordered from yesterday. She ordered extra soup after getting the mains, and since she did not want him to think that she got the soup just for him, she got three bowls of the same soup. …The day went by in the blink of an eye. Sherry got caught up in work and came back an hour later than usual. John a