Chapter 1053 What''s Wrong With You


    After they left the hotel, Sheryl intently realized that Charles might not want her to take Holley away, but


    Sheryl didn''t regret what she had done.


    Although Holley had done bad things in the past, because of Sheryl''s good nature, she still wanted to


    save Holley whenever she was in trouble.


    "Why did you save me?" Holley suddenly asked as they were walking out of the hotel. Charles walked


    up ahead with Sheryl, and Holley trailed behind them, neither too close nor too far.


    "Do I need to have a reason?" With a sneer, Sheryl continued, "I was in a good mood just now, so I


    saved you."


    "Sheryl..." Holley stopped, looked attentively at Sheryl in front of her, and said, "I want to hear the truth


    from you."


    "The truth...'''' Sheryl frowned slightly and looked at Charles, who smiled and said, "You talk to Holley. I''ll


    just drive our car here."


    "Okay." Sheryl agreed.


    After Carlos was out of sight, Sheryl turned to look at Holley again and said, "I saved you because I


    didn''t want to see you hurt yourself."


    Holley crossed her arms and looked at her warily. Sheryl sighed and continued, "Believe it or not, I


    really don''t want you to ruin yourself just to fight with me. It''s nothing serious. Why do you have to do


    it?"


    "Nothing serious?" Holley sneered, "well, you don''t think anything is serious. Likewise, you don''t think


    the death of your mother is a serious matter, do you??"


    Receiving no response from Sheryl, Holley frowned and continued, "A cold and heartless woman like


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    you has no heart."


    "Shut up!" Sheryl finally broke her silence. With aposed expression, she said coldly, "I do feel sorry


    for mother''s death. But you should reflect on your own mistakes. If mother were still alive, she would


    certainly not want you to destroy yourself."


    Sheryl frowned at Holley and continued, "If you insist on doing such a silly thing, I may not be able to


    stop you. But since I ran into you doing this, I couldn''t just ignore it."


    "It''s nothing, I was just flirting with them and having a few drinks," Holley replied defensively. "You think


    that was me ruining myself? You''re way too fussy," Holley said disapprovingly.


    "You think it''s nothing? Oh my God." Sheryl shook her head slowly. "I really don''t understand you at all,


    Holley. Aren''t you ashamed of doing a thing like that?"


    "I don''t think it''s a shame." Holley sneered and said fiercely, "Why don''t you ask me how I escaped


    from prison in the past? Do you know the type of things I''ve experienced?"


    Realizing that she really didn''t know much about the girl''s past, Sheryl looked at Holley curiously and


    said, "Please tell me." A trace of fear shed across Holley''s face as all the horrible moments from her


    past bombarded her mind. Seeing the look of fear on Holley''s face made Sheryl even more puzzled,


    but also somewhat nervous about what she could possibly find out.


    ''What could have happened to her?'' Sheryl thought to herself. ''What could she have suffered through


    to react with such fear?''


    "You said you couldn''t bare to watch me abuse myself, but where were you when I was being abused


    three years ago?" Holley''s eyes shed with pent up anger. Gritting her teeth, Holley said usingly,


    "When I came out of prison three years ago, I was confined by that damn Ferry and raped by him and


    his men... Where were you then?"


    Sheryl was at a loss for words. She opened her mouth to reply, but quickly snapped it shut as Holley


    continued to speak. "Sheryl, you always im to save me, but when I needed help the most, where


    were you?"


    It was now clear to Sheryl that the reason for Holley''s paranoia was not only Wendy''s death, but also


    the horrible events from her past.


    Holley had always believed that if Sheryl hadn''t caused Wendy''s death, then she would never have


    crossed paths with a man as despicable as Ferry, and in turn, would never have suffered through what


    she had.


    Sheryl stood silently in front of Holley, trying to digest all this new information.


    She had beenpletely unaware of Holley''s appalling past until this point and it made sense now


    why Holley hated her so much.


    It was evident that Holley could not forgive her.


    The thought of Holley, as a girl, going through something as terrible as what she''d described, was gut-


    wrenching to Sheryl.


    Looking Holley in the eye, she whispered, "I''m so sorry, I didn''t know..."


    During the time of Holley''s trauma, Sheryl had been confused by the drug and was unable to


    "Just stop talking, Sheryl!" Holley roared as she felt her emotions taking control.


    Holley glowered at Sheryl. "Bah! I don''t want to hear you say you''re sorry. I just want you to stop acting


    like you''re some sort of holy saviour to me. You arepletely to me for what happened to me and


    so whether you help me or not, I will never forgive you."


    A feeling of anguish settled in Sheryl''s gut as she tried to exin to Holley, "Yvonne, please listen to


    me..." But Holley didn''t want to listen to her at all.


    "I won''t thank you for your help," she said coldly. "Sheryl, I hate you. I will hate you all my life."


    And with that, Holley abruptly turned and walked away. She had driven here, and although she had


    consumed many sses of wine, she decided that she would drive anyway so that she wouldn''t have


    to see Sheryl''s hypocritical face anymore.


    Sheryl called out after her as Holley walked towards the car. Ignoring Sheryl, she promptly got into the


    driver''s seat, started the car, and drove away.


    If Holley hadn''t told her personally, Sheryl would never have known what Holley had gone through.


    Thinking that Holley was just paranoid, it had never crossed Sheryl''s mind that she was somehow


    connected to the horrible events of Holley''s past. It was shocking to now know that Holley


    wholeheartedly med her for everything.


    She still felt that Holley was paranoid, but now she finally understood why.


    Now Sheryl was worried about Holley, because she was still being kept in the dark about George. It


    was hard to imagine how Holley would react, and how her life would change, after finding out the truth.


    Returning from his drive, Charles saw Sheryl alone, pacing worriedly back and forth on the pavement.


    "Get in the car!" Charles shouted out the window as he drove over to her.


    As she hopped into the car and fastened her seat belt, it dawned on Sheryl that Holley had drank


    today. Turning to Charles beside her, she said, "Charles, let''s follow her."


    Charles nodded as he quickly sped down the road in the same direction Holley had gone. It wasn''t long


    before they caught up and her car was in front of them. Sheryl knew Holley would never listen to her


    exin, but she still needed to help.


    "All we can do now is follow her and make sure she returns home safely," Sheryl said firmly.


    "Alright." Charles readily agreed.


    Sheryl looked suspiciously over at Charles and asked, "What''s wrong with you today? You''re acting


    differently. Why are you so tolerant of her?"


    Charles smiled and reflected the question back to Sheryl. "What about you? Why didn''t you plead for


    Oliver in the hotel just now?"