Chapter 740 Why Are You Following Me


    "Okay, okay, I get it," Anthony spoke as he pressed his forehead with his index finger and thumb. Too


    much wine can make things really worse between two people. And that was what happened between


    Anthony and Sheryl. Anthony was drunkst night. If he had known that Sheryl''s memory hade


    back, Anthony would not have been so impulsive.


    "Anthony, please wait for a second," said Andy when Anthony was about to hang up the phone. "In fact,


    I know exactly what you have done for Sheryl during these years. Actually, I will be happy if you could


    be with each other. But if she still couldn''t forget Charles after all these years, then it''s of no use for you


    to wait for her. I think it''s better for you to give up. I am sure you could find a better girl," added Andy.


    "Andy, thank you. That''s very thoughtful on your part," replied Anthony in a very casual yet polite tone.


    After that he hung up the phone.


    Anthony turned around and took a nce at Sue who was still asleep. His face became grim and a


    heaviness hung on his chest. He tried to grip Sheryl with both his hands, but she was slipping away like


    a fistful of sand. He heaved a deep sigh and walked towards the kitchen.


    He cooked some porridge and egg soup. In thest three years, cooking had almost be his


    second nature. When he used to cook for Sheryl, it was the only way for him to express his love as


    Sheryl was not much responsive in any other way. Every time a thought of Sheryl came to his mind, it


    left him with a mild pain. He took the breakfast on a tray and was about toe out of the kitchen


    when Sue held him abruptly from behind.


    "Good morning," Sue spoke in a soft voice. Sue''s voice reflected a happiness and joy. However,


    Anthony could not reciprocate as heartily as she did. He looked expressionless which formed a sharp


    contrast with Sue. "Go and wash up. The breakfast is ready," said Anthony without showing any sign of


    mood swings.


    "Okay, wait for me for a moment," Sue replied in a cheerful voice. She really felt warm as she saw


    Anthony cook breakfast for her.


    Every time over these years when she saw Anthony take care of Sheryl, Sue felt a void in her heart.


    Even she longed for someone to take care of her like this. But now it had finallye true. Sue felt as


    if the fondest wish of her life had been granted.


    As they ate the breakfast, Anthony remained silent. Sue nced at him once in a while and a smile


    appeared on her face each time. After finishing breakfast, Sue thought Anthony would leave. However,


    he just sat down quietly on the couch. Sue walked up to him and sat down by his side. She then asked


    him in a very soft voice, "Anthony, you are not going back?" She looked into Anthony''s eyes, and


    waited for his reply. She could understand Anthony''s state of mind.


    "Going back?" Anthony looked at her face with an absolutely nk expression. "Where shall I go


    back?" he asked.


    "I mean going back to your house," Sue replied in a very gentle voice. She was taken aback by


    Anthony''s question. After a small pause, she then added, "Didn''t you say that your mom is still at


    home? Are you not going back to apany your mom?" Sue kept looking at Anthony''s face while


    she asked.


    "Who told you my mom is at my house?" Anthony asked her with a frown. Sue could see the coldness


    in his eyes as he interrogated her. He stared at Sue, trying to read her face for the truth.


    Sue became a little ufortable to sense such weird coldness in Anthony''s behavior. "I..." she


    muttered. She could feel chill run down her spine as she looked into Anthony''s cold eyes. She had


    never seen him in this way. It was true that he had never told her about his mother. It was Holley who


    gave this news to her. She kept quiet for a while and then replied putting a soft smile on her face,


    "Have you forgotten? You told me a few days ago."


    "Did I?" asked Anthony with his eyebrows still knitted in a tight frown. He looked confused as he tried to


    remember the instance when he spoke to Sue about his mother, but he still couldn''t remember if he


    had told her earlier.


    "Of course you did or how would I know this?" replied Sue. She maintained the soft smile on her face


    as she spoke to him.


    Though he could not remember distinctly, yet Anthony looked assured by Sue''s words. He said, "There


    is no need for me to go home. My mom has gone back."


    "Well, then..." Sue spoke with a bit of hesitation in her voice. She looked up at Anthony and asked, "Are


    you going to live here with me?"


    "Is there anything wrong with that? Are you feeling ufortable about this?" Anthony asked looking


    straight at Sue, his eye brows furrowed. Anthony was at a loss at the moment. He didn''t know where to


    go and moreover, he did not even want to meet anyone. However, he only felt rxed in this ce with


    Sue.


    "Anthony, I don''t mean that at all," exined Sue. She gave a smile and asked, "Shall we go out to buy


    some clothes for you? We could also buy some household items as well."


    "No, I don''t want to go out. You can buy whatever you want to buy online," Anthony said in an


    indifferent tone. "I want to be alone for some time," Anthony added as he looked away from Sue.


    Sue patted in his hands and left him alone as he desired. She walked away and bought some clothes


    and some fruits online.


    Sue thought she would be happy as Anthony stayed at her ce, but it was not how she had expected.


    She looked at Anthony but could not find the Anthony she had known for thest three years. He


    seemed to have changed into apletely different person overnight. He sat silently on the couch and


    poured the drink down his throat. Did he just need her on the bed? Apart from that, she hardly existed


    for him.


    Sue felt empty inside her heart.


    Shirley was sitting still on the chair all the morning. She did not even respond when Sheryl called out


    her name.


    When Sheryl put her down from the chair, Shirley could hardly take a step forward. Moreover, she even


    refused to eat which frightened Sheryl. Sheryl felt these symptoms to be rming and decided to take


    her to the hospital. As she opened the door in one hand carrying Shirley on her shoulder, she found


    Charlie standing at the door with Charles.


    Watching Shirley lying motionless on Sheryl''s shoulder scared the hell out of Charles. "Sheryl, what''s


    wrong with you?" he asked. The anxious look on Sheryl''s face frightened him all the more.


    "Something is wrong with Shirley. I am going to take her to the hospital," Sheryl replied in a trembling


    voice. "Did you drive here? Could you take me to the hospital?" Sheryl asked as she walked towards


    the elevator.


    "Okay, let''s go," Charles said as he followed her holding Charlie''s hand. The cold stare on Shirley''s


    face scared Charles. As many times as he nced at her, he quickly removed his eyes and prayed that


    everything was alright with this little girl. Shirley sat motionless and didn''t even take a nce at Charlie,


    let alone to talking to him.


    Upon arriving at the hospital, Charles and Sheryl rushed to the Pediatrics'' chamber. The doctor made a


    careful examination of Shirley and found that she had developed autism triggered by mental


    stimtion. Sheryl dropped into a nearby chair as she heard the doctor''s words. Charles and Charlie


    stood still for a while. Charlie slowly approached Shirley and stroked her hands gently even though she


    did not respond to him.


    Charles rushed and held Sheryl trying toforted her, "Don''t get so anxious. I will get the best doctor


    to treat Shirley no matter how much it will cost."


    "It is my fault. It is all my fault. Shirley, I am so sorry," said Sheryl in a choky voice. She broke in an


    uncontroble sob. What happenedst night was probably the most terrible experience for Shirley.


    Had it not been for her, she wouldn''t have been like this.


    "No, Sheryl, don''t say like this. Don''t me yourself. It is not your fault. You are a good and loving


    mother," Charles spoke in a soft voice. He asked Charlie to stay with them and went out to meet the


    doctor. Charlie sat beside Sheryl holding her hands. Even he was numb to see all this. Several


    questions came to his mind. And more than anything else, his heart sank every time he looked at


    Shirley.


    "Doctor, what shall we do now? What shall we do for her?" asked Charles with a frown. Charles could


    feel his knees trembling. Small droplets of sweat appeared on his forehead. Although he was nervous,


    he had to remain strong as he knew that Sheryl would need his support.


    The doctor looked at him and gave a reassuring smile. "In fact, you don''t have to be so anxious," he


    said. He took a glimpse at Charles and then went on to continue, "Nowadays, autism is amon


    mental disease. As long as the girl gets proper psychological service timely, her condition will improve


    fast and soon we will be able to restore her mental health."


    "Thank you," Charles replied heaving a sigh of relief. He felt relieved as he heard the doctor''s


    sentence.


    As he just stepped out of the doctor''s office, he spotted a familiar figure. However, given the mental


    condition he was in, it took him several seconds to think about who it was. And the moment he could


    identify the familiar figure, he just could not help ring up.


    He rushed behind and finally caught Le at the gate of the hospital.


    To his surprise, she warped herself in a thick scarf and put on the sunsses at such a hot day.


    Perhaps it was a camouge she had put so that people could not recognize her in this way.


    "Stop!" shouted Charles. He followed right behind her and held her arms. He turned her face towards


    him so that she could no longer hide her identity and asked in a very cold and intimidating voice, "What


    are you doing here?"


    Le felt that there was no need of any cover to hide her face since Charles had already recognized


    her. She freed her arm from Charles, removed her scarf and sunsses, red at Charles and


    sneered, "That is none of your business. Is this hospital owned by your family? Why can''t Ie


    here?"


    "Le, you better not make a pretence in front of me," said Charles with a serious look. "I have nothing


    to say if you have reallye here to see a doctor, but then why did you run away when you saw me?"


    asked Charles in a grim voice.


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    "I..." Le stammered as she was at a loss of words. After hesitating for a while, she finally said, "I have


    already seen the doctor. Why can''t I leave? Do I need your permission for that? Do you really think you


    are so important to me?"


    "Really?" asked Charles with a sneer. Then where is your medical card? Show me," Charles probed


    further.


    "Charles, don''t cross your limits. You are going too far," Le roared impatiently. "What are you going to


    do to me?" she sneered at Charles like a wild cat.


    "Are you serious, Le?" Charles narrowed his eyes as he interrogated. "It is you who followed me to


    the hospital. And on the top of that you are asking me what I am doing here. Don''t you think it sounds


    ridiculous?


    You better tell me why you havee here or I won''t let you go." Charles was not surprised at her


    behavior. She had always been like this. He knew it for sure that she was following them and she also


    had some reason behind it. He kept ring at Le furiously and waited for her to reply.