The Apple of My Eye

Chapter 2089 Nightmare.

Ferry remained lost in his thoughts as Rob continued updating him. "Moreover, Charles announced it in

public to protect Sheryl. He made his best efforts to clarify the rumors about Sheryl dating her lover."

Ferry remained silent. His mind was occupied with some other thoughts at the moment.

Vicky had been staying with Charles for a long time. It was time to order her to do something now.

"Rob," Ferry said.

"Boss, I am here." Rob hurried to look at him.

Ferry let a sly smile take over his face, saying, "Did that woman do anything strange in recent days?"

"Nothing at all. She only stays at home. She does nothing but pester Charles," Rob honestly updated

Ferry on the situation just as it was.

Ferry nodded, saying in a cold tone, "Tell her. She needs to do something to return our kindness."

Rob instantly knew what Ferry meant. Even he had grown impatient at putting up with the lull that had

been persisting for quite some time now. He wanted to execute their plan of action much earlier than

before.

"Boss, don't worry. I have come up with a perfect idea to punish Charles."

"Alright. I have full faith in you. Don't let me down." Ferry looked at Rob approvingly.

Ferry's words made Rob feel grateful. Wounded and behind bars, seeing his boss's situation made his

heart heavy, and he could not hold back his tears.

"Boss, if I had not gone out to do those tasks and stayed with you on that day, you would not..." Rob

choked before he could complete his words.

Ferry forced a cold smile, saying, "Don't say that again. I will make them pay for this."

"Boss, don't worry. I won't let them go easily. You... You also need to take care of yourself. I will take

you out of here one day..."

"Take me out?" All of a sudden, Ferry let out a crooked and sarcastic smile and said, "In fact, I don't

want to get out of prison. I want to stay here and punish myself. After all, I couldn't save my beloved at

that time." Nôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.

Rob felt heartbroken to see that Ferry had given up. He swore, "Boss, I promise to you. I will ask for a

heavy repayment for what they have done to you. I will make them die like dogs."

"Alright. I will wait for the good news from you." Ferry nodded with a smile.

After making the promise, Rob walked out of the prison. The first thing he did as soon as he stepped

out of the prison was to call Vicky.

In the villa

Vicky was lying peacefully on the bed overlooking the balcony after having a relaxing manicure. The

view through the balcony was beautiful.

The moment she heard the phone ring, she sprang up enthusiastically, thinking that the call must be

from Charles. She almost ran on her toes to receive the call and hear Charles' voice, but her face

changed as soon as she saw the number of the incoming call.

To her dismay, it was Rob's number. She felt as if her heart stopped beating for a while. She

remembered how evil he was!

Vicky held her phone with trembling hands, thinking of all the possible excuses she could use to refuse

to answer the call. However, she couldn't find a single excuse for not answering.

The phone kept ringing. Her heart started beating faster, and a shiver spread through her body.

At last, Vicky made up her mind and tapped on the green icon on her phone to start the conversation

and said, "Hello?"

"What are you up to? Are you not willing to answer my call?" Rob's voice thundered into her ears from

the other side of the phone line.

The coldness in his voice ran a chill down Vicky's spine. Somehow, controlling her voice from

trembling, Vicky tried to make her voice sound normal. She hurried to reply, "No, no. The phone was

lying in the other room. As soon as I heard the call, I came over to answer the phone."

"Okay. Now, I need you to do something for me." Rob didn't have time to waste, so he came to the

point straight away. He delivered his order in a cold tone.

"Okay. Tell me. What is it?" Vicky waited for the orders with bated breath. She knew how heinous Rob

could be. She hated him from the bottom of her heart. But she didn't have the guts to protest against

him when she faced him.

"Listen to me carefully..." Rob unfolded his plan to her slowly and explicitly so that it was easy for her to

follow the instructions without fail. And then he added, "You must be careful. If anyone comes to know

about it, be prepared to die a dog's death."

As the plan of action rolled out in front of Vicky, her face turned completely pale. Her heart trembled at

the very thought of the possible outcome. She thought in her mind that only a person as malicious as

Rob could come up with such a lethal plan. If Vicky executed this plan as per the instructions, she

would not have the chance to get rid of them ever.

However, she could not think of a single way to escape this situation. What could she do?

Rob was waiting for Vicky's reply on the phone. He was growing impatient because of the long pause

from the other side of the phone. "Do you understand?" he stormed as Vicky was still not answering.

Rob's voice came as a strike of the whip on Vicky. She hurried to reply, "I see. Yes. I...I will do it as you

order."

Letting out a sigh, Rob sounded satisfied to hear Vicky's promise. He said in a milder tone, "Alright.

Remember, don't let others know about our conversation, or..."

"Alright. Yes, of course. Don't worry. No one will come to know about this."

After getting the reassurance from Vicky, Rob hung up. Vicky stood still on the same spot for quite

some time.

She felt unreal. She was in a daze. Why did she have to be in this situation? Her heart sank as she

thought about it.

Vicky slowly walked towards the bed, holding her phone close to her heart. She sat down and looked

into the gorgeous mirror. The face that looked at her from the mirror was not hers. It was that of a

stranger. A stranger that was as dark and vicious as her own life at the moment.

She touched her face slowly. Her face looked not only unfamiliar, but it also felt like a curse. Her heart

wrenched as she moved her dainty fingers over her features. Soon tears started flowing from her eyes.

Vicky tried to figure out in her mind why she had to end up like this.

At that time, all her memories came rushing into her mind. The time when her name was not Vicky, and

she had lived a happy life with her doting lover.

But since her lover was gone, she had not found a proper shelter over her head. Her life became

cursed as if some ill omen had befallen her.

'Why did I end up like this?' The question kept tormenting her mind over and over again.

At the moment of extreme despair, Vicky was on the verge of breaking down. She was so angry that

she threw her phone away heavily.

'Bernard, I would have been so happy if you were still alive. If you were still alive, they would not have

dared to threaten your beloved Rachel in this manner, ' Vicky thought in her mind.

Vicky turned over and dropped back on the soft bed. She buried herself in the bed and continued to

cry.

At night, Vicky had a long dream. She saw Bernard in her dream. But Bernard's face could not be seen

clearly. It was unnerving for her as she tried with all her might to get Bernard's features clear in front of

her eyes but failed to do so.

She stretched out her hand to hold Bernard's hand. But he refused her rudely.

She cried out in despair. Why did Bernard look so cold and indifferent to her? Why did he pull his hands

away from her? Did he not care for her anymore?

What did she do? Had she done anything wrong? Why must she take all the pain and suffering? Why?

Vicky stretched out her hand once again towards him as she saw Bernard walking away from her. He

had turned his back at her. As he slowly faded out of her sight, he looked so strange from behind that

Vicky could no longer identify him as Bernard.

"Bernard!"

Vicky shouted out loudly. She woke up suddenly to find herself sweating profusely.

Vicky looked around to see where she was. She felt like she was in a suspended lull as if she had lost

her memory.

A few minutes later, as Vicky gathered her senses, she found that she was still in the villa. The

splendor of the villa stared back at her as if to mock at her. Unfortunately, it was not her home. And she

knew it in her heart that she didn't belong at this house.

Bernard's cold glares at her in her dreams flashed back into her mind, and her eyes welled up once

again. Her heart wrenched at the very remembrance of Bernard's eyes. But that did not make her hate

Bernard. She only felt sad and guilty.

If she hadn't let Bernard go to take revenge on his own, Bernard would not have died. And if she didn't

fight against Charles–

A cold smile played on Vicky's lips.

Vicky could do nothing to change the past. She wouldn't feel relieved.

All she could do at the moment was to make sure that she wouldn't let this happen to her again.

Therefore, she needed to be brave and try her best to execute her revenge plan.

Thinking that Vicky made her mind resolute not to fall weak ever again. She got up slowly and went to

the bathroom. She wanted to see Charles now.

One hour later, Vicky came down the stairs all dressed up.

Stella was in the kitchen at that time. As she heard her step, she walked out of the kitchen and saw that

Vicky was going to go out with a small bag.

"Vicky, are you going out?" Stella asked.

Vicky stared at her and shouted rudely, "Humph. Do I need to report to you about where I go?"

Stella didn't feel angry and didn't care about Vicky's attitude. She asked dutifully, "Even if you don't

want to tell me, do I need to call a driver for you?"