His Real Wedded Bride

Chapter 1330 Let Her Move In

"I can let Leila stay. However, if she makes trouble for me again, I won't make a compromise this time."

Sheryl finally gave in to letting Leila stay. She was too exhausted and helpless to argue with Charles.

"Sher, thank you for your understanding." Charles kissed Sheryl on the lips.

Sheryl could smell Charles' cologne, fresh and sweet, like a clear spring in the mountain.

She closed her eyes and kissed him back. She let her guard down as she indulged herself in his kiss.

Both of their desires were like flowers blossoming at night, attractive and alluring.

Charles moved his hands from Sheryl's shoulders to her back. He tapped his fingers on her back and All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

circled around. Then he slid down along her spine.

At his touch, Sheryl couldn't help but tremble. She bit her bottom lip and her face, pale and dazzling,

showed red spots on her cheeks.

Charles started to breathe heavily. He lifted Sheryl and carried her towards the bed.

Soon, their clothes were on the floor. Charles kissed Sheryl restlessly, her forehead, her eyes, her

ears...

Sheryl could hear Charles' breath, low and heavy, like the sound of a violin. She couldn't take her eyes

off him since he, who was usually calm and strong all the time, blushed too. Something was burning

inside her.

As Charles went down on Sheryl, she lost her breath. Her whole body couldn't help but shake. She was

coming and a white light flashed over her eyes.

Charles held Sheryl's hands and bounced rhythmically. Sweat fell down from his forehead and dropped

on his chest, making her want more.

His heavy breath and her sexy moaning filled the air. It sounded like a wonderful melody.

"Sher, I want you," Charles whispered in Sheryl's ears. His breath tickled her. She couldn't help but turn

her head around.

Charles, however, grabbed her wrist tightly. He bent down and kissed her lips restlessly. Sheryl's eyes

were filled with mist and her face blushed.

Sheryl was breathless, her voice shaking. "Char… Charles, I am yours." Charles held Sheryl's hand

and kissed her fingers.

They both climaxed.

In Dream Garden's living room, Melissa and Leila had chatted for a long time downstairs. They thought

Charles would be gone for a few minutes to do his business and would come down soon. But he was

still upstairs after such a long time.

Did Sheryl trick Charles to stay again?

Melissa's gaze met Leila's. Without uttering a word, they both realized each other's concern.

Both of them became anxious. Melissa was grumpy. As Sheryl wasn't here and Melissa couldn't vent

her anger on Sheryl, so she took it out on Nancy and yelled at her, "Nancy, is this the way you treat our

guest? I can't believe that you don't even bother to make a cup of tea! Where are your manners?

You're just as impolite as Sheryl." Melissa got angrier and angrier. She even stood up and pointed her

finger at Nancy.

Nancy remained silent. After all, Melissa was the host of this family and she was just a servant. What

else could she do? However, when Nancy heard Melissa defame Sheryl, Nancy lost her temper.

"Sher is always a nice person. She is polite too. You two are the irrational ones from beginning to end."

Nancy shot back in a low voice, despite her anger.

"I am sorry, Nancy? You, a servant, talked back to me?" A servant talking back to her convinced

Melissa that Sheryl instigated Nancy to retort her. Melissa's hatred towards Sheryl grew stronger.

"Aunt Melissa, please don't be mad at Nancy. After all, she is just a dog in this house. Why bother

arguing with her? It is beneath our dignity." Leila helped Melissa sit down again.

"Why are you still standing there? Go and make us some tea," Melissa snapped at Nancy.

Nancy opened her mouth but nothing came out. She sighed and walked to the kitchen.

As she was walking, Nancy thought about the unfair treatment Sheryl had gotten during the past few

days. In such a particular situation, Nancy couldn't lose control and get Sheryl into trouble. It was the

last thing Sheryl needed. After all, Sheryl brought Nancy to the Lu family. Without Sheryl, Nancy might

still be lost and wandering around. Nancy would always remember how Sheryl helped her and be

grateful for her all the time.

Therefore, even though she was scolded by Melissa, Nancy managed to remain silent for Sheryl's

sake. As long as Sheryl was safe and happy, it was worth it.

When Nancy walked away, Melissa became more and more anxious. She worried that the reason why

Charles spent such a long time upstairs was that Sheryl tricked him. Anxiety and worry finally defeated

Melissa. She asked Leila to stay downstairs and decided to go upstairs and find out what was

happening.

"Aunt Melissa, I don't think it's a good idea. What if Charles is busy with his work? I am afraid that we

might interrupt him." Leila was jealous, however, and she was secretly wishing that Melissa would go

upstairs to check on them. The thought of Charles and Sheryl in the same room for a long time didn't

sit well with her. Instead, it made her jealous.

Leila couldn't show her intention. After all, in Melissa's eyes, Leila was considerate. Leila was hiding

her jealousy because she knew that Melissa had made up her mind and no matter what she said,

Melissa wouldn't change her mind.

What Melissa said next proved Leila's guess.

"If Charles is busy with his work, that's fine. Couldn't his mother just check on him? However, if he

loses control again because of Sheryl, I have to go there and stop him."

By now, Nancy had put two cups of tea on the table in front of them. Nancy then walked away. Seeing

Leila and Melissa whispering together, she knew that they were planning to do something bad to

Sheryl.

Melissa felt thirsty as she talked too much. She took the tea cup and was going to take a sip. But the

tea was so hot that her hand got burnt immediately. Melissa dropped the cup on the floor and it broke

into pieces.

Melissa glared at Nancy. "Nancy, did you do that on purpose? Fine, then. Since you hate me this much,

why don't you pack up your stuff and get the hell of my place?"

Nancy's eyes were filled with tears. She thought anyone could tell that the tea was hot since it was

steaming, so she didn't remind Melissa to be careful. She didn't expect Melissa would lash out. Her

sharp words were like a knife, piercing her heart into pieces. At this moment, Nancy had a strong

impulse to pack up her luggage and leave.