The Apple of My Eye

Chapter 2071 Chaos In The Hospital

Damian hesitated before reaching out to wrap Sheryl's hand around his own. The moment their skins

touched, he felt a jolt run through his system, and he was almost tempted to pull it back up. He turned

away, feeling his cheeks redden.

Recovering from the moment, Damian relaxed. However, he still refused to look her in the eye.

Suddenly, Sheryl's body started to shake, eyelids trembling in front of him.

At that moment, Sheryl was just having a dream. It was Damian, and he was apologizing to her. At first,

she felt a rush of anger running through her veins, but one look at his face, and she felt her body relax.

As much as she wanted to, she couldn't be mad at him.

'Why would Damian do that to me? How could he?' she yelled at him in her dream. She screamed, her

arms wriggling in the air, but he still remained as motionless as a log. From the anxiety, Sheryl

immediately broke into a cold sweat, sitting up.

To her surprise, Damian was sitting beside her, as motionless as the one she had seen in the dream.

"Why are you here?" Sheryl asked icily.

"Sher, I'm sorry." He took one glance at her and then turned away. He just couldn't bring himself to look

at her, not right now, not like this.

Sheryl was innocent, clean as an angel. And he had to be the ass who had to ruin it. At that point, NôvelDrama.Org holds this content.

Damian would pay a hundred dollars for someone to hit him. If Sheryl chose to not talk to him anymore,

it was probably right of her to do so.

"Why did you..."

Before Sheryl could finish her question, the door was flung open.

While they were caught totally off guard, a crowd of paparazzi pooled around them. Flashes of light

hallowed the room as the sounds of their clicks filled the air. Right at the moment, Sheryl shielded her

face with her hands, turning away from them.

Damian staggered up, standing in between the crowd and Sheryl. He raised both his arms to block

them from getting any closer. However, that didn't stop the crowd from flinging in questions.

"Are you already in a relationship?" one asked.

"Ms. Xia, why are you in hospital?" another one continued.

"Mr. Li, what's your opinion regarding the gossip online?"

All of them continuously yelled out their questions, moving towards them like hyenas approaching their

prey.

No answer came out of the two.

Sheryl stayed where she was, lips sealed. She continued to turn away, making sure that her face

wouldn't be seen on any camera. Damian, however, was too busy expressing his frustrations at them to

care.

"Get out, all of you!" he shouted, pushing the others away from him.

'This is a hospital. Have they no respect for privacy anymore?' he thought angrily.

Someone must've set this up, and from the looks of things, it was all going according to plan. Things

were already out of control. Reporters ignored his requests and started pushing in, wanting a good

picture of Sheryl, regardless of what they were feeling.

As they were moving closer, Sheryl found that it was hard to breathe. She placed a hand in her chest,

ignoring their aggressive behavior and intrusive questions. She just wanted them gone. Her vision

started to blur.

One reporter crossed the line. He approached Sheryl closely, moving out of Damian's reach before

taking a shot at her pale face. Sheryl yelped, and Damian felt his temper flare up. He moved to stop

them, however, the room was already too crowded. As he maneuvered his way near them, someone

shoved him.

Damian stumbled from the force, his legs failing him. He found himself flopping back on the bed, right

on top of Sheryl.

Their gestures were intimate, that was for sure. With Damian's spread out arms as if he was hugging

her and Sheryl leaning forward towards him. Though everyone knew that this wasn't supposed to

happen, the reporters started to pool in, taking more photos of them. Everyone would love a good

scandal.

They were completely surrounded now, and, at that moment, it was hard for them to get up.

Just in time, Nick arrived. When he opened the door, he was stunned by the flashing lights and loud

noises. He was dazed for a moment before dialing Charles' number immediately.

At Shining Company

Charles had just finished a pretty bad phone call with his client. When he saw Nick's caller ID pop up in

his screen, his forehead creased, knowing that this would mean nothing but trouble. "What's the

matter?" he asked.

He could only hope that it wasn't about Sheryl.

Every time he thought of Sheryl, all he could feel was pain and guilt. It was an uncontrollable feeling

that bubbled up in his chest, which made him feel as if he had been hit by a whip.

"Mr. Lu, there's been a problem. There's a bunch of reporters here in Sheryl's room..." Nick didn't

bother to continue.

"I get it. I'll call someone in," Charles replied curtly.

He ended the phone call immediately and went to call David. "Have you sent someone to protect my

wife?"

The words 'my wife' slipped past his tongue without him even noticing. It was just natural for him to call

her that, even if they now weren't classified as 'together.'

"Yes, I have. What's the matter, Mr. Lu?" Based on his voice, David knew that Charles was on edge.

"Tell them to go to her room immediately. Get the car, I need to go to the hospital now!"

"Yes, sir."

Even though Charles revealed almost nothing during the phone call, David knew it was something

urgent. Something must've happened to Sheryl.

He ran out of the office, heading to the parking lot. At the same time, he gave his men a call to go visit

Sheryl's room. She needed to be guarded.

"Where are you now?" he asked sullenly.

"At the hospital. Is something wrong, Boss?" The head of the team panicked as he answered the

phone call. David rarely called when they were on duty unless it was an emergency.

"Well, what the fuck are you still doing there? Ms. Xia is in trouble now!" David clenched his jaw,

avoiding the urge to break the idiot's neck. They were expensive to keep, and now they had to screw

everything up. Maybe he should fire them.

"What? That can't be right. We just went out to have a smoke," the man rambled, motioning his team to

head back. "We'll be there now, Boss." Throwing his cigarette to the ground, the head of the team

raced back to the room, feeling his heart beating wildly. Of all the tasks, he had to screw up here.

After the call, Nick returned to the scene, standing between Sheryl and the paparazzi. He scowled,

blocking them all as best he could. "What the hell are you doing here? Get out!" he yelled.

Sadly, he was completely ignored. Instead, his protests seemed like encouragement for them to flash

their cameras at Sheryl's face.

The room was in so much chaos that the security guards had to be summoned to the scene.

The security guards blinked in surprised when they finally arrived. They weren't expecting so many

people to be here. How had they managed to get inside the building?

"Get out now," they commanded in unison. They were brawny and muscly, towering over everyone.

They looked intimidating, to say the least, their expressions looking more thunderous than ever. The

reporters had to back away in fright, stopping their picture taking in the process.

Without another word, the reporters retreated unwillingly.

Suddenly, the chaos in Sheryl's room finally turned silent. It was calm now.

However, that didn't help Sheryl's case. Still, in shock from what had happened, she sat on her bed,

frozen. Damian didn't say anything, looking at her silently. 'It's all my fault, ' he thought.

Nick glanced at the last one lingering in the room. He tilted his head, recognizing Damian immediately.

He was the guy who had caused all this nonsense in the first place. 'Damn it! How dare he show up?'

he thought, balling his hands into fists.

"So, you're Damian." Nick rolled up his sleeves. The vein on his forehead popped out as he moved

forward, and he was ready to teach the idiot a lesson.

"Nick, stop," Sheryl begged. She knew Nick well enough to know what he was going to do. She raised

a hand, pulling Damian back to avoid Nick's anger.

"Damian...just go." She released her hold, motioning him to the door. "I don't want to see you

anymore." Sheryl urged Damian to leave, knowing that if he'd leave, Nick could calm down.