The Apple of My Eye

Chapter 2032 Nightmare

It was a tranquil night.

Charles was just staring at his phone. He couldn't believe that Sheryl would be so heartless as to not NôvelDrama.Org owns all © content.

answer his call.

However, this was the cold harsh truth that he had to face. He felt bitterness filling his heart.

What was he still expecting? It was he who'd ended their relationship. Everything was his decision. It

was all his fault.

Now that Sheryl had chosen to leave him and pursue her own life, his heart was in pain. He couldn't

have imagined that it would be this painful, even though his separation from Sheryl was only recent. It

still hurt very much.

Was he going to lose the woman he loved?

Charles stared blankly at his phone. After a long time, there was still no response from Sheryl. Taking a

deep breath, he forced himself to go back to bed.

Meanwhile, Sheryl had just made sure that the children were asleep. When she glanced at her phone,

she was surprised to find someone had called her.

Her heart instantly skipped a beat. Charles was the last name she'd expected.

They hadn't talked since the divorce.

She'd noticed that there was only one missed call. 'Well, it probably wasn't urgent, or he would have

called more than once, ' she thought to herself.

Sheryl heaved a sigh. She set her phone aside and kept gazing up at the ceiling. She felt like she was

back in Dream Garden again.

Even though it was Isla who had chosen this place, the colors and decorations were similar to the ones

in Dream Garden. Was it meant to be that way?

However, she didn't think that was a good sign as she thought that she and Charles weren't meant to

be together.

Charles had only called this one time, and she had missed it. Was fate saying something?

Sheryl really wasn't the type who enjoyed being on her phone the whole time. However, because of the

nature of her work, she had to constantly keep her phone with her as she needed to attend to her

clients' needs whenever they contacted her. However, that night, she'd just decided to check on her

kids, which made her miss the call.

It was already past midnight.

Sheryl took a deep breath and forced herself to go to sleep.

In Australia

The sun was beaming over the balcony. The lush trees just outside the window seemed to be enjoying

the sunlight.

The bedroom was furnished in a simple style. A man with a tall build was lying in the bed, as if asleep.

Half of his face was being covered by his blanket, which left only the other half of his face exposed.

One could only see part of his lips and his thick brows.

Still, the man was handsome. His nose was sharp and angled, which only added to his handsomeness.

"No! Please don't leave..." the man shouted out suddenly.

His eyes were still closed, his lips were pursed, and his brows were knitted together.

"Sher, come back...Come back...Back..." The man continued to murmur to himself as he reached out

his hands as if he was trying to grab something.

Sweat started to form on his forehead. His face seemed to twist in pain.

This man was dreaming or to be more exact–he was having a nightmare. He obviously didn't like what

he was dreaming about.

The woman he loved was leaving him. He tried to pull her back to stop her from leaving, but it didn't

seem to be working. He tried to catch up with her and ask her why she was leaving him.

However, he found that he couldn't move his feet at all. He could only watch her as she left and

gradually disappeared from his sight.

He was about to cry out as she was finally gone.

He had lost Sheryl, forever...

"Aww! No!" When Damian jolted awake from that nightmare of his, he was relieved to find that he was

just in his own bed. He was only having a nightmare.

The dream was so vivid that he still felt as if he was living in that dream. He could feel the same

helplessness and pain even though he was already awake.

Sheryl had truly left him. It wasn't just a dream. What he had dreamed had already happened in real

life. It had been a while since that happened. Every day, he missed her, and he just wanted to be with

her again.

Damian heaved a long sigh as he wiped the sweat off his forehead. He decided to get up since there

was no way he was going to be able to go back to sleep.

He went to the bathroom to brush his teeth, and he looked at himself in the mirror.

Strangely, what he saw wasn't his own face but Sheryl's.

It was definitely Sheryl's face.

She was smiling, her eyes were gleaming with joy, and he could even see how white her teeth were.

Damian couldn't help but reach out his hand to touch the familiar face.

However, just as he was about to touch her face, the figure vanished.

Then he snapped back to reality.

He couldn't remember how many times this had happened—he'd see her face in the mirror whenever

he sorely missed her.

Smiling bitterly to himself, he grabbed his toothbrush and started brushing his teeth.

He knew that he couldn't continue his life in such a mental state. He had to do something about this.

As he thought of this, his eyes seemed to gleam.

'I can't be with Sheryl, but I also can't not be with her. Let's just see. Could this get any worse?' he

thought to himself.

Gradually, a confident smile crept onto his face.

In his studio

Damian inspected the surroundings. The studio had a size of over 100 square meters. Whenever he

wasn't sleeping, he would stay in the studio to do his work. It could be said that this was the most

important place for him.

However, it was time to leave. Damian heaved a sigh. Eyes filling with reluctance, he called his

assistant using the internal line.

"Mr. Li, are you looking for me?" The assistant was a bit startled. Normally during work hours, Damian

wouldn't allow anyone else to enter the studio.