Chapter 974 You Don''t Know Him


    "What''s the matter?" Although the question was asked in concern, Sheryl harbored no affection for


    Roger and faced him with a cold expression. Not expecting to have a long conversation with him,


    Sheryl looked at him unheedingly.


    "I just wanted to tell you…


    what you saw today… it''s not real," slightly stammering, Roger exined. It wasn''t clear to Roger


    himself why he would even try to exin this to Sheryl. There was just the feeling of not wanting Sheryl


    to misunderstand him in such a way.


    Giving a polite smile, Sheryl said, "Roger, you don''t need to tell me. You should just go and exin to


    Helin. She''s been anxiously waiting for your exnation for too long."


    "It has nothing to do with Helin because I don''t have any feelings for her at all," Roger exined with


    haste. It seemed as though he was afraid Sheryl would get too angry and just leave abruptly.


    Taking two steps forward, Roger looked at Sheryl and said rather fretfully, "I never liked her from the


    beginning. I really don''t have any feelings for her. You must believe me."


    "And so what if I believe your words? Would it make a difference? You think it matters enough to


    change anything?" The doubt was evident in Sheryl''s voice. It was still rather puzzling to her that he


    was even exining anything to her at all. "I still don''t quite understand why you''re talking about this


    with me. What are you trying to do? You should talk to Helin, not me because I don''t think my opinion


    matters much to you."


    As a matter of fact, Sheryl simply decided not to believe what Roger said anymore. No matter how


    much he exined, she would not be convinced. Moreover, she could feel the regret of helping him in


    the past seeping into her chest.


    Although Helin was arrogant and acted unreasonably at times, Sheryl knew that she was, deep down,


    a good and kind-hearted girl with real and serious feelings for Roger.


    When Roger heard Sheryl''s words, he smiled bitterly. Even he had to admit that regardless of whether


    or not he exined things clearly to Sheryl, nothing would change. There was no way Roger could


    change anything by merely saying a few words to the person in front of him.


    Sheryl was Charles'' wife; she was Mrs. Lu. All Roger could do was ask himself, ''What on earth am I


    expecting? What kind of fantasy do I still have about this woman?''


    The answer was still lost to him, yet, he said to Sheryl with a forced smile, "I just don''t want you to


    misunderstand me as others do. That''s all."


    Taking a moment to pause, Sheryl cast a cold nce at him and said, "Roger, if you really care about


    what I think of you, I suggest that you go and clear things up with Helin. No matter what you n on


    doing, she''s innocent. She''s someone who''s done so much for you. You shouldn''t sever your


    rtionship so easily because of such a matter. It''s not fair to her. Go and have a heart-to-heart with


    her to deal with the problem. She needs you, you know?"


    "What about you? Do you need me?"


    As soon as he spoke the words, Roger was stunned by his own boldness. While he didn''t know why he


    suddenly had the courage to say such a thing to Sheryl, he continued anyway, "What exactly do you


    think of me? Do you have any feelings for me?"


    The daring questions were just as much of, or even more so, a shock to Sheryl. Never would she have


    expected him to be so brazen to ask her such things directly and she wasn''t sure why he would say


    such things that seemed like nonsense.


    As they stood in silence, both stilled from Roger''s words, Sheryl''s driver pulled over and stopped the


    car in front of them. Ignoring his aimless questions, Sheryl merely walked straight to the door of the car.


    As she was about to enter the vehicle, Roger got a hold of her hand in an attempt to stop her from


    leaving. "Sher, you haven''t given me an answer..."


    "Let go of me." Seeing him act like that for the first time, Sheryl was too startled and wanted to shake


    his hand off but failed when he gripped her hand with more force. His behavior bewildered her as she


    didn''t even share much affinity with him at all, so him harboring any desire for her was absolutely


    ridiculous in her eyes.


    At that moment, Roger was too much of an unpredictable man and she had to keep away from him at


    all costs.


    Finally, once she seeded in getting rid of his hand, she rebuked impatiently, "You disgust me. Don''t


    make me sick."


    "Sher…"


    Though Roger still wanted to say something, the driver walked to him and grabbed his wrists with a


    surprising force as he pinned them behind his back, pushing his head down onto the surface of the car.


    Before Roger evenprehended what was happening, the driver had him under control.


    Sheryl took the opportunity to get into the car and mmed the door shut.


    "You''d better stay away from Mrs. Lu."


    After intimidating Roger with a threatening tone, the driver let him go and merely drove away, leaving


    Roger standing awkwardly behind.


    For the first time, Sheryl came to realize that the driver Charles assigned to her was rather skillful in a


    fight. As she rode in the backseat, she thought about it the whole drive back. Finally, she let her


    amazement get the best of her.


    "Wade, I didn''t know...you are so capable in a fight! Thank you for protecting me just now."


    "You''re wee, Mrs. Lu. I used to be a soldier for several years before I transferred to another job.


    That''s why I know some fighting techniques."


    While Wade put it mildly, Sheryl knew things were definitely not as simple as he said.


    It was a wonder why Charles assigned Wade to be her driver.


    It dawned on Sheryl that Charles wanted a person strong enough to be by her side to protect her.


    Knowing that, Sheryl felt a warmth bloom in her heart.


    Meanwhile, leaving the banquet hall, Helin headed towards the bar. The day had made her pretty upset


    and half of her wanted to paralyze herself with alcohol. Only drinking could make her numb.


    Since Helin was a public figure, she was recognized not long after she entered the bar. Some of the


    more daring guys gathered around her, trying to chat her up, but Helin simply swore them all away as if


    it was second nature to her.


    One bottle after another, she continued drinking and was almost wasted by the time someone sent by


    Heron found her and took her home.


    Seeing his daughter in such anguish and dismay, Heron was truly worried. The love he had for his


    daughter could hardly let him bear to see her suffer any pain. The more he thought about it, the


    resentment he had for Roger grew stronger.


    Looking at Helin who was lying in bed, Heron took out his cellphone and gave Roger a call. "Come to


    my office at 9 o''clock tomorrow morning. I want to have a talk with you."


    Grimly, Roger agreed.


    Having drunk too much at the bar the previous evening, Helin spent the night vomiting. Because Heron


    was too afraid that the nanny was not capable of taking good enough care of Helin, he stayed home to


    look after her until she woke up. When she did wake, it was already the morning of the next day.


    Almost nodding off as he sat on the sofa, Heron was woken up by a sounding from Helin''s room.


    When he swung the door open to check on her, he saw her slowly getting up from the bed. "Are you


    okay?"


    Paying no attention to Heron, Helin got up on her own. Thinking that it was all his fault, she was angry


    at him and bore only malice instead of affection. She was convinced that Roger treated her poorly


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    because her father kept obstructing their rtionship and so she would not listen to or even look at


    him.


    Understanding that his daughter would give him no response, Heron heaved a sigh. "Look at you! You


    were so drunkst night. You could''ve easily run into danger. Have you even thought about the


    consequences of your actions? Is it really worth it to devastate yourself like this for that bastard,


    Roger?"


    "I know what''s worthwhile for myself. Stay out of my business," Helin coldly replied, stubborn as a rock.


    Still adamant about her father not getting involved in her rtionship with Roger, she turned to face him


    abruptly and snapped, "If it weren''t for you, I would''ve been happy with him. We would get along well


    and have a good time together by now. But because of you... You ruined it! You destroyed our


    rtionship. It''s your fault. And you stand there asking me if it''s worthwhile? That''s hrious!"


    By then, Helin''s face had turned red with anger. Taking a deep breath, she went on, "Listen to me. I will


    hate you for the rest of my life because of what you''ve done to me and Roger. I hate you and I don''t


    want to see you anymore!"


    "How can you talk to me like that? I am your father."


    Helin''s words deeply irritated Heron and he rebuked, "Everything I''ve ever done has been for you. I''ve


    done so much for your sake. I never expected that you would always appreciate my efforts, but you


    can''t me me for caring about you. I''ve been struggling in this society for several years, much longer


    than you. I know how to judge a person''s character much better than you. You have absolutely no idea


    what kind of a person Roger is. You just want to be with him, regardless of his background and


    personality. You even look down at me for his sake... Have you forgotten that I am your father?"


    "You don''t know Roger at all. You''re not qualified to judge him."


    Losing all control of her anger and hateful emotions, Helin raised her voice as she blurted out, "Roger


    is a very good man. He''s extremely kind to me. You don''t know what you''re talking about!"