Chapter 2011 Talking Nonsense


    I thought of rushing into Charles'' office and confronting him, once and for all, about him and Sheryl.


    But the thought of making more of a mess held her back. She paced back and forth, wearing a hole


    through her office''s carpet, and still undecided about what she should do.


    Unable toe up with another solution, she decided to call Aron.


    "Are you busy right now?" I asked, sounding like something was bothering her.


    Aron sensed she was in a bad mood. "The baby is sleeping," he said quietly. "Did something happen?"


    "I told you about the thing between Sheryl and Melissa, right?" After asking, she remembered that Aron


    was another person who knew something about the issue. If she couldn''t find a solution herself, she


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    had to find someone who could help here up with something.


    "Yes. Did anything happen?" Aron gently kissed their baby''s cheek before quietly walking out of the


    bedroom. With the phone cradled between his neck and ear, he waited patiently for I''s reply.


    "Melissa went to talk with Jackson''s fiancée. She almost ruined their rtionship!" I fretted. "Luckily,


    Sheryl stepped in to settle the issue. What should I do now? I can''t just let Melissa and Charles get


    away with that!" The more she thought about what happened, the angrier she became.


    Aron could sense I''s fury even though he couldn''t see her. Instead of telling her what she could do,


    he tried to pacify her. "Sweetheart, calm down. You act impulsively when you''re angry. Then who would


    be left to think of Sheryl''s welfare? You have to calm down, okay?"


    With much effort, Aron finally managed to calm I down.


    "Okay, I''m calm now. What should I do?" I just couldn''t let the issue go. As Sheryl''s friend, she had


    this strong impulse to do something to help Sheryl.


    "You don''t have to do anything. I''m serious. No one should meddle between Charles and Sheryl."


    "Why?"


    She had called Aron in the hopes of him thinking of a solid n for her. But his suggestion to just stand


    by and let Charles and Sheryl figure things out on their own was just disappointing.


    "I, I understand that you want to do something to help Sheryl out. But getting involved in their conflict


    will just make things moreplicated. Let Sheryl sort things out on her own. If you continue to involve


    yourself in their affairs, you''ll just create more trouble for her," Aron patiently exined, trying to make


    I see reason.


    "I think you''re only saying that because you''re not Sheryl''s friend." Aron''s words infuriated I.


    "I, don''t you think you''re being unreasonable? Do you think I''m a heartless man? Do you think I can


    stand to watch her get bullied? Is that how you see me? Because let me tell you: Melissa won''t allow


    Sheryl to leave Charles. If you think they should separate, then go ahead and tell them!" Aron dared


    I.


    I fell silent at his reply.


    After a few beats of silence, Aron thought he had pushed I too far. He tried to swallow his guilt down.


    "I, I didn''t mean to be so hard on you. But please try to understand where I''ming from."


    ''Sheryl and Charles had already messed their rtionship up. Will this break us as well?'' he thought to


    himself, his heart beating fast in his chest.


    With his apology, I let his harsh words pass and forgave him. Taking a deep breath, she asked, "So


    should I just wait for them to sort this thing out?"


    "Yes. Just be patient for now. How is Sheryl doing?" Sheryl''s attitude was the canary in the gold mine,


    Aron believed. If she still loved Charles, there was no reason for her not to go back to him. But if she


    had no feelings for Charles anymore, then I wouldn''t have to do anything for the two of them.


    "Sheryl said she''s fine. She asked me to stay out of it," I grumbled.


    "Then why do you still bother? Even if you talk to Charles now, what do you expect would happen? If


    you caused trouble again, how would Sheryl feel?" Aron patiently exined to I.


    I nodded her assent. "Okay, you''re right. I''ll listen to your suggestion. I''m not going to do anything for


    now. However, if Melissa starts meddling again, I''m not going to let her get away with it."


    More than letting Aron know about her decision, I thought more about it to herself. In speaking the


    words out loud, it seemed like she was willing her mind to stick to this n.


    "Sure. Just spend more time with Sheryl. I''ll take care of the baby," Aron said.


    I then asked more about their child. When everything seemed alright between the two of them, she


    started to feel relieved.


    She ended the call and kept a closer eye on Sheryl. She tried to see if her friend was telling the truth


    and doing fine.


    When she finally appeared before Sheryl again, her friend put her pen down and asked, "I, what are


    you nning?"


    "What? What are you talking about?" I put on an innocent look, acting as if she didn''t know what


    Sheryl was talking about.


    "I''ve got work to do. Why are you here?" Sheryl shook her head.


    "I feel like going shopping. Do you want toe with me?" I asked as casually as she could.


    Sheryl narrowed her eyes at her as if she could see what I had in mind.


    I dropped the innocent act, looking more worried than Sheryl had ever seen her. Scratching her


    head, she said, "Okay, fine. I''m just worried about you, and I want to know if you''re really fine."


    "I told you, I. I''m fine. If you''re not busy, then help me out with some of this work." Sheryl feigned an


    annoyed look.


    "Alright, alright. I''ll leave. I won''t disturb you anymore." I raised her hands–a sign of surrender. After


    that, she walked out of Sheryl''s office.


    Taking the opportunity, now that I wasn''t watching her, Sheryl sneaked out of her office to find


    Belinda.


    Sheryl found Belinda to be in an angry mood. When the receptionist alerted Belinda that Sheryl was


    here for her, she immediately asked her to let Sheryl in.


    As Sheryl appeared, Belinda walked up to her and spat, "What do you think you''re doing here? Did you


    your smallpany. If you marry Jackson, I will destroy you!" For the first time in her life, Belinda found


    herself threatened by someone''s harsh words. There was simply no reason to stay calm after that.


    "Belinda, have you lost your mind? Jackson is only a partner in mypany. I knew from the start that


    he is engaged. Why would I step into other people''s rtionships?" Sheryl tried to exin.


    Belinda paused, her anger draining out of her. After a moment, she asked, "What do you mean? Are


    you telling me the woman who spoke with me about this was just talking nonsense?"


    "Did you seriously think Jackson would marry you just for your money?" Sheryl asked in a grave tone,


    hoping Belinda would see the light in her argument.