A Moment in Destiny

Chapter 112 Completely Mentally and Physically Exhausted

He shook the key in his hands and she blushed suddenly. It turned out she seemed to have forgotten it during their passionate kiss a while ago. In helplessness, she sat on the sofa again and he crouched in front of her.

His hands held her pale face full of tears. He smiled looking at her tear stained face, but this time there was no sarcasm, no haze, just pain. “You put on makeup!”

She was stunned. She closed her eyes and took a breath.

His eyes were fixed on her. His dark eyes like deep wells that made people fall in them and be trapped forever. Those eyes were full of deep affection.

“But wasted it all while crying like a little kitten.” He said softly, his tone fond.

She stared at him in a daze unable to believe him.

Then she said angrily, “I wanted to waste it!”

Her tone was full of resentment, anger and despair. She didn’t know that she looked like a little tantrum throwing child and yet, he raise head and looked at her, “Okay, you wanted to. You can do whatever you want.”

“What are you doing here again?” She pouted, feeling quite shy because of his soft tone.

“If I don’t come back, what if the bad guys broke in tonight?” He raised his eyebrow. “Maybe someone already took the key and made a copy. They can just open the door and come in especially to harass a weak woman like you.”

“Yeah right!” Apart from him, no one was going to come to harass her.

“Sherry, don’t make me leave, okay? I am really tired!” He looked at her. Only by looking at her could he calm his heart.

His tone was pleading, causing her heart to ache.

She sniffed, wanting to cry. How could she tell him to leave when his eyes were red and he looked haggard and thin.

“Go, sleep.” She said.

“So, are you letting me stay?” his voice trembled, seemingly unable to believe it.

“You can leave after getting a good sleep.” She restrained her emotions and said lightly. Then she stood up and walked to the bathroom.

“How are you always so rational? Must you push me away?” William shouted desperately behind her.

“All I know is that you need to rest.” Sherry turned around and said in a breath, “How long have you not been resting properly?”

They stared at each other like this for a long time. William felt his heart was as desolate as a dessert in that moment, his eyes swollen and sore, as if he could not bear the weight of the world. “I don’t know!”

“Go to sleep.” She said.

“Okay, I am going to sleep.” His eyes darkened. He lowered his head, gloom flashing across his face.

Sherry entered the bathroom, leaned against the door, buried her face in the crook of her arm and began to cry in a low voice. She sobbed helplessly and desperately.

She was afraid that she was going to lose her mind, become desperate and hysterical. She was afraid that she was going to end up loving him even more, unable to let him go.

He stood outside the door. Her sobs hurt him and shattered his heart. He knew that it was all because of him and that her life was not fine at all.

Perhaps, he was really too selfish! He was thinking if his coming over tonight was right or wrong.

After crying enough, Sherry filled the bathtub and began to bathe. She needed to think carefully about it, otherwise she was not going to be able to face William.

Sitting in the warm water, Sherry suddenly submerged her head deep in the water until the feeling of suffocation swept through her body. Then she raised her head back up, the warm water slowly falling down her cheeks.

Was Lucille going to get better? Even if she got better but then found out that William didn’t love her, was she going to be triggered and become sick again? If it all came back to a full circle, was William going to feel guilty for her for his entire life?

Slowly sliding herself into the water again, Sherry closed her eyes, trying to not think about anything. But Lucille’s scary face appeared clearly in front of her closed eyes.

Half an hour later, William realized that Sherry still hadn’t come out and he felt worried. He quickly walked over to the bathroom door and opened it.

In the dense steam, Sherry quietly laid in the water with her eyes closed. It was impossible to tell whether it was water or tears on her cheeks.

“Sherry!” William felt extreme distress tugging on his heart. He walked over, took the towel from the side and picked up Sherry’s body from the cold water.

“William!” Sherry quietly leaned in his arms but didn’t open her eyes. She still didn’t know how to face him. After tomorrow, he was going to go back to Lucille!

She had only thought about it simply, she had let him go. However, he came back. God knew that she didn’t want to let him go. Now that she had let him go, she knew how heavy were these simple words “letting go”.

“Sherry!” William brought Sherry to the bed. She looked like a porcelain doll in his arms. He hugged her lifeless looking body tightly and stared at her gray deathly pale face anxiously.

“Sherry, are you okay?” Still silence. William had never felt such panic before. She did not say a word, she felt like someone had plunged a knife deeply into her heart making her unable to breathe.

“William, you know that I am in love with you. But this love will only make me more and more greedy. I might not let you go; never let you go again to go bear your responsibility. I don’t care, what does someone else’s life or death has to do with me? You know that if you entangle me like this it will only make me hysterical and unreasonable, right? I don’t want to become that kind of a person!” Sherry finally spoke, her voice was faint and soft.

William only hugged her tightly, wrapping his arms around her and stared affectionately at her pale face. She didn’t know that William’s eyes were blazing with affection at this moment.

“I already let go, but you came back. You will make me reluctant to let go. I won’t be able to let go!” Tears fell silently from her closed eyes as she curled her lips into a sad smile.

William freed one of his hands and wiped her tears away. His big hand gently stroked her cheek. She loved him. Thinking that, his sad heart that had just been ashes slowly came back to life.

“But William!” She paused, taking a deep breath and trying to calm her hurting heart, “You still have Lucille! Tell me what do I do? What do I do?”

If he knew what to do, it wouldn’t be so painful.

“That’s why I can only leave…” William

William’s eyes tensed up, he suddenly brought her close into his arms and bent over to find her lips. Sherry’s lips were suddenly covered by William’s soft lips, making her swallow all the words that were about to leave her mouth.

She resisted and struggled, trying to push him back. But he locked her into his arms dominatingly, “Don’t leave me, don’t… don’t…”

His deep voice echoed in her ears, the familiar smell of tobacco surrounding her, completely melting her resolute heart.

Sherry felt like an ocean was waving around in her heart, as rippling wave after wave of emotions hit her. Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

William’s slender fingers pinched her chin and lifted it slightly to let her face him.

His handsome face was all she could see. His deep black eyes had a strange charm, enough to make her want to drown in them. He said faintly, “I can find another way. Don’t leave me!”

Sherry had her eyes open, but her expression was dazed and sleepy. What other way? She thought.

Her mind fell into a trance again. There was always another way? Always? Should she believe him?

“Sherry!” William’s voice was too gentle and heartbreaking.

Hot tears filled her eyes and were about to fall out.

Hearing him call her like that, the resentment, grievance, anger, despair, everything she felt in her heart all turned into the deepest sadness and the most helpless grief.

“Go to sleep!”

Seeing him like that, he looked like if he didn’t sleep now, he was going to seriously injure himself.

He hugged her. Through her tear-filled eyes, his face seemed to be immersed in a pool of water, so distant and hazy. “Okay, you too. You are tired too!”

He was shocked to see how bloodshot her eyes were. His heart hurt under her tearful gaze.

Seeing her teary eyes, he broke down again.

The strong, impenetrable barrier in his heart was flooded and destroyed by just two drops of tears.

He took her hand, which felt light and soft lying weakly in his big hand. She seemed to struggle but then gave up again.

He watched for as long as he held it, she laid there staring at him with a sad, passive tenderness. “Sherry.” He whispered, “I’m sorry!”

He sighed and apologized countless times, his voice becoming lower and lower. After a while he leaned against her neck and fell asleep.

She took a breath and looked at him.

She stared at him, her tears already dried, her expressions focused.

He looked thin, so haggard and lonely.

The bags under his eyes were dark and heavy, with long lashes on his eyelids. His chin looked like it had not been shaven for a few days, with stubble growing like wild weeds after the rain.

He was so tired because of the two women. Sherry and Lucille. He used to be idolized by so many women, she thought. If they knew that he had such a strong sense of responsibility, she didn’t know if

they’d still rush to marry him.

He came to find her and told her that his life was not good without her. Lucille didn’t make him tired, she made him tired. But she was tired too!

They both loved each other, but she has no way of continuing.

If she could start over again, she would rather have never met him. Let the innocent and happy William continue his life in the world and never find Sammy. Like now, she knew that the child was in the Rowland family and was living a good life, but she was going to have to wait for a long time before she could bring Sammy back. He was a member of the Rowland family and Sherry’s child, but John Rowland was also a sympathetic person.

What was she going to do?

What she wanted to do was impossible!

She could not fail!

It tore her apart, made her completely mentally and physically exhausted and her tears began to fall one by one. William was already asleep; he didn’t know what was going on inside her at the moment.

If possible, she wanted to leave, really wanted to escape. Even if people call her an ostrich, she only wanted to hide her head in the sand instead of facing things…

The Rowland family.

Dan and John were sitting on the sofa. Dan had been looking at John for a long time, not even blinking his eyes. Looking at him continuously like that, his eyes stung a little. Finally, he couldn’t help but saying, “Mr. Rowland, have you changed your mind?”

“Dan, you haven’t beaten me.” John still didn’t blink.

“Mr. Rowland, you are quite boring. Don’t you think it’s naive for me to play this no-blinking game with you?” He said in an old-fashioned manner, not admitting his defeat.

“Me? Boring?” John was stunned, “You are the first person who has dared to say that to me!”

“Mr. Big Dick is so pitiful! Sammy is so pitiful!” Dan sighed.