Chapter 1385 Why Are You So Nervous


    In the corridor of the hospital, Charles raised his wrist to look at his watch. It wasn''t toote at night.


    Without hesitation, he dialed the number of Dream Garden.


    It was Nancy who answered the call.


    "Hello, Mr. Lu. Did Sher wake up?" Nancy had nned to stay at the hospital to take care of Sheryl.


    However, Charles insisted on being there alone, so she had to go back to Dream Garden, though she


    never stopped worrying about Sheryl.


    She was anxious to know how Sheryl was doing and couldn''t help but ask Charles eagerly.


    "Sher hasn''t woken up yet. But the doctor said that she was out of danger and would recover after


    some rest."


    Charles knew that Nancy was worried about Sheryl, so he promptly told her what the doctor had said.


    "Thank God! I am so relieved to know that." Upon hearing the good news, Nancy was so happy that


    she was about to cry.


    Nancy was thinking about making some nutritious food for Sheryl to aid in her recovery when she


    regained consciousness.


    "Nancy, tell Mom and Le, they are not allowed to leave Dream Garden until I find out who tried to


    murder Sher!" Charles said in a serious voice.


    "Got it," Nancy answered. After hanging up, she immediately went to inform Melissa and Le.


    Nancy found themzing around in the living room. She approached them with a straight face and said,


    "Mr. Lu said until the perpetrator for the attempted murder of Sheryl is found, you two are not allowed to


    leave the house!"


    Nancy had always been nice to everyone. She would never show irritation when Le and Melissa had


    gone too far with her, but now she was different. Her face was dark, and her eyes were filled with


    coldness.


    Melissa and Le were astounded by her bluntness and attitude toward them. When they heard what


    Nancy had said, they were even more dumbfounded.


    After a short time, Melissa recovered from the shock. ''Charles regards me as a suspect as well!'' she


    thought disgruntled.


    Melissa was an arrogant and unreasonable woman. Moreover, she hadn''t done anything to Sheryl this


    time, so she immediately flew into a rage when she felt that she was wrongly judged.


    She roared at Nancy, "Why should I listen to him? What do I have to do with the attempted murder?


    How dare he treat his mother like this? You scum! You''re bullying me with him!"


    Melissa kept cursing her while grabbing for anything that was within her reach and smashing it onto the


    floor.


    After a short time, the living room was a mess, and the floor was covered with broken vases, cushions,


    a smashed TV screen, and even the ss coffee table had been destroyed at Melissa''s hands.


    It was hard to find a clear ce to walk from all the strewn debris that covered the floor.


    Nancy didn''t do anything to stop Melissa. All she cared about was Sheryl''s safety. She wouldn''t give


    Melissa so much as a look, let alone a frown if Melissa had broken everything in the house.


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    Furthermore, Charles was already upset because of Sheryl. When he found out that Melissa had made


    a scene at home, he would only hate her more.


    Since Nancy had conveyed the message that Charles had instructed her to, she turned and walked into


    the kitchen without looking back, ignoring Melissa. Nancy assumed that Sheryl would most likely wake


    up tomorrow, so she began to prepare the materials. She was nning to make her a wholesome


    chicken soup tomorrow morning.


    Melissa became even more infuriated when she saw Nancy turn her back on her and go into the


    kitchen as if nothing had happened. As if Melissa had not done enough damage yet, she began to kick


    the things on the floor to vent her anger.


    She kicked indiscriminately without taking notice of the ss pieces at her feet. Her foot struck


    something sharp which sliced her toe open, causing the blood to ooze out immediately.


    That made her even angrier, but she couldn''t do anything about it. Melissa hobbled over to the sofa


    and began to tend to her wound.


    All the while, she kept on cursing even while she was wrapping her foot with a bandage.


    In contrast to Melissa''s outburst, Le didn''t say anything. She looked calm and even emotionless.


    Melissa nced up at Le from her bandaged foot. Only then did she notice the vague look on Le''s


    face and that she wasn''t her usual self.


    She narrowed her eyes as she noticed that Le was behaving oddly. She knew Le well enough, to


    know that she wouldn''t be like that if she weren''t guilty of doing something.


    ''What''s wrong with her? Normally, she would have gone along with me to condemn Charles or try to


    soothe my anger. Instead, she''s sitting quietly in a daze, '' Melissa wondered.


    After quite a while of sitting in silence, Le drifted off into her bedroom like a ghost. Melissa watched


    her leave, contemtively.


    Once Le had returned to her bedroom, Melissa got up and limped to the door of Le''s room. She


    guessed that Le wouldn''t have locked the door and barged inside without knocking.


    When Melissa entered, Le had been in her own little world. She jumped and cried out in surprise at


    the sudden intrusion.


    Melissa raised an eyebrow at Le''s jumpy reaction and stared at her mysteriously. Le felt


    intimidated and scared by her intense gaze. She couldn''t help but ball her fists instinctively.


    "Why are you so nervous?" Melissa asked as she walked closer to Le and whispered in her ear.


    Le winced, it was as if she wasn''t used to Melissa being so close to her. She subconsciously stepped


    back, distancing herself from Melissa.


    Melissa regarded her for a moment and decided to be frank. "It was you who tried to kill Sheryl. Am I


    right? Le, I have to say. I admire you very much. You''ve got guts I''ll give you that much!"


    Le was in a panic, and her legs nearly buckled beneath her. She took a couple more steps back and


    turned so as not to look at Melissa.


    "Aunt Melissa, I don''t understand what you''re talking about. How could I do something to hurt Sheryl?


    You must have misunderstood me. I didn''t know that Sheryl was in danger until this morning," Le


    protested with trepidation. She had lost all sense of logic, but she still tried to reason with Melissa,


    refusing to confess.


    Melissa despised Le''s affectation. She looked at Le with an ironic smile, and to Le, it was like


    being pped hard across the face. Le felt ashamed.