Chapter 1382 The Self-injury Trick
As Le carefully recalled what happened that night, she made sure that no one would be able to see
her break into Sheryl''s room at midnight. She knew that Sheryl''s room wasn''t installed with security
cameras. No one saw her creep towards Sheryl; no one saw Le pinch her. Sheryl was still blissfully
asleep, stuck in hera.
Only Le and God knew what she did here tonight.
''Whatever Charles might find outter, he would never think that I had something to do with it, ''
Le thought to herself calmly, her heart beginning to slow down.
Charles followed the nurses to where the hospital ward was. He was busy thinking about the process,
just as Le had expected.
He suddenly recalled the doctor''s words in front of the emergency room. ''Strangle Sheryl? I know
enough that there''s someone out for Sheryl. But who is it?'' Charles pondered worriedly, squinting his
eyes in exhaustion.
When he got to Sheryl''s ward, he found a dark, purple bruise on her pale, slender neck. It stood
prominently against her skin, like a distracting stain on a beautiful white shirt.
He felt extremely sorry for Sheryl. His guilt had piled up on the edge of his throat. He wasn''t able to
protect her when she needed him.
Charles gently touched Sheryl''s neck, carefully grazing the bruise. Even if the doctor had told him that
Sheryl''s condition had stabilized, he was still frightened for her.
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If she didn''t make it, nothing would be able to ease his pain, not even if he figured out who the
murderer was.
Sheryl was still asleep.
Shey motionlessly in the bed, except for the shallow rise and fall of her chest.
Nobody would have expected Sheryl to be awake this moment. Fromst night until earlier today, she
had stayed awake and kept her head as clear as she could.
Whether it was during the moment that Nancy found her, or whether they were on the way to the
hospital, she kept her head clear.
When she heard Nancy''s desperate cries, she didn''t make a sound. She no longer believed that they
could find Shirley, which was why she had to figure out a way to deal with Le on her own.
She listened when Charles showed his worries for her, but it wasn''t long before she realized that she
didn''t care for him anymore.
Sheryl didn''t know herself whether she should trust Charles entirely anyway, even if she loved him from
the bottom of her heart.
Maybe her disappointment grew stronger each time Charles didn''t trust her. She began to lose
confidence in him, because she realized that she couldn''t trust him, either. Shirley was her everything.
She would neverpromise for anything if it came to her child.
Sheryl could easily remember what happenedst night. She heard the door open, thinking that
Charles had returned. But then, she realized that it didn''t sound like Charles'' footsteps.
She squinted against the light leaking from the doorway, seeing a feminine figure. It was Le. Sheryl
was shocked to see such a wretched woman; she never would have believed that Le would have the
audacity to sneak into her bedroom. Sheryl knew that Le kidnapped Shirley. But what was she here
for?
Sheryl could feel Le slowly approaching her, and quickly shut her eyes, pretending to be asleep. It
was only a few seconds before she felt Le strangle her with her hand.
That was when she realized Le was going to kill her!
Sheryl was horrified at the sudden awareness, but she couldn''t do anything. She had to pretend that
she was stuck in aa. She decided to go along with Le''s trick, but she had to make sure that she
wouldn''t lose her life from it. She still had to find Shirley.
She knew she took a big risk. She bet that Le wouldn''t be able to kill her now, so at the very least,
she should be able to catch Le in the act. She could use this for ckmail in the future.
Just as Sheryl expected, Le couldn''t kill her. She ran away in fright.
Sheryl tried to be as still as possible when Le held onto her neck so tightly. It became difficult for her
not to move or make a single sound.
However, Sheryl had luck on her side. Le ran away before she could hold it any longer.
Sheryl immediately took the chance to carry out her n.
As soon as Le ran out of her bedroom, Sheryl opened her eyes.
She stroked her neck, feeling a little itch and soreness. She had to keep her cool; there was still so
much more to do.
The next second, Sheryl got up and looked for her phone. Once she had it in her grasp, she opened
her contacts and dialed quickly.
Sheryl was lucky that the person she was calling was still awake at this time of night.
"Doctor, good evening,"
Sheryl greeted over the phone. She and the doctor were very old friends, but they rarely contacted
each other. Charles was oblivious to his existence.
They always kept in touch, however. They always called each other during the holidays or festivals.
"Sheryl. Is everything all right? Are you okay?"
the doctor asked almost immediately upon hearing Sheryl''s crooked voice. He could tell from the sound
of her rasp and broken voice that something was off. He quickly got up and headed towards the
wardrobe, preparing to change into his work clothes.
Sheryl heard those sounds and exined quickly, "Rx. I''m okay. I''m sorry I called you toote. I just
want to ask you a favor."
The doctor slowed down, and continued to listen to what she had to say. They talked for a few hours
before they called it a night. They were going to start the n the next day, with his full cooperation to
help Sheryl make it look like a self-injury.
Le had taken her actions foolishly; it was the perfect time for Sheryl to set a trap for her. She had to
act well. Le had to pay for what she had done, and this was the only way to know where Shirley was.