Ch. 986..990

Chapter 986

Sylvia was led to a guest room at Stockton‘s mansion after she arrived at Glenchester. The butler had even arranged for a bodyguard and a maid for her.

It was already morning yet she had still not seen Sherry.

She wanted to leave the room but the maid and the bodyguard stopped her.

The maid smiled. “Mrs. Carter, Ms. Fowler hasn’t woken up yet. It's not yet time for you to meet with her. Please wait for a little lo nger.”

Sylvia frowned. She had been waiting for an hour now.

She might have arrived a little earlier than normal but even if John did not want her disturbing Sherry, her friend should have woken up by now.

The bodyguard and maid must have gotten orders from John to keep her in the room, but why prevent her from seeing Sherry? Had he done something to her this time?

Sylvia glared at the bodyguard.

The man was tall and strong, and there was no way she could defeat him.

She went back into the room and shut the door.

Meanwhile, Sherry had just woken up from bed in another room within the mansion.

The windows and door were shut tight, the light was on and the room was in a mess as though it had just been through a war.

Sherry sat on the bed dressed in her panties and camisole, with her legs crossed. At the moment, her eyes were locked on the w ell-dressed man.

His white shirt, coupled with his golden— framed glasses, complemented his slender figure and elegant demeanor. It was as though he had come into this messy room by accident.

If he had not ravaged Sherry on the bed earlier, she would have thought that the mess in the room had nothing to do with him.

Sherry took a deep breath to suppress the urge to cut him up into pieces. “Can | see Sylvia now?”

John stared at her. He sat down beside the bed and turned his back on her. “My shoulders are a little bit tight. Give me a massag

e. “You f*cking,”

John turned around with a grin. “Haven't you had enough of * cking?”

Sherry gulped and put on a flattering smile. “Aye, a massage ? Right away.”

She crawled over to him and put her hands on his shoulder.

John turned away, and the flattering smile on Sherry‘s face immediately turned cold.

She squeezed his shoulder as hard as she could, but his shoulders were as hard as a rock. It almost broke her fingers. Sherry narrowed her eyes and started to muster all her strength to squeeze harder.

“Give me a good massage and I'll let you see her,” the man said warmly.

The cold expression on her face changed. She forced out a laugh and said, “Alright, dear sir. I'll make sure you get the best massage of your life.”

She clenched her teeth and massaged him properly.

She knew how to massage well. When she was a child, she often gave massages to her grandmother who used to do a lot of farm work.

When the man had chosen to be with her and was chased out of the Stocktons, they had lived on the streets for some time and she massaged him frequently.

Images of distant memories flooded her mind all of a sudden.

Her hands unwillingly gave his shoulders a good massage.

The room went quiet.

Only after some time had passed, the man finally said, “Enough.”

His voice was as cold as ice.

Sherry regained her composure and pulled herself out of her thoughts. She quickly withdrew her hands immediately.

John stood up. He headed to the door without looking back and said, “They will bring her over here in a moment.” He then walked out of the room.

Sherry‘s expression changed before she got up and headed to the changing room.

Chapter 987 Back in Sylvia's room, she had just opened a window and was about to attempt to escape through it. When she was about to jump from the balcony to the yard, she heard a knocking at the door.

The maid's voice followed . “Mrs. Carter, are you resting ? Ms. Fowler has woken up, so Master Stockton told me to bring you ov er to her.”

Sylvia‘s eyes lit up. “No, I'm already up. I'm coming.”

Riding a shuttle bus that had been especially designed to be driven within the huge manor grounds, it took Sylvia three minutes to reach the other building where Sherry‘s room was located

Several bodyguards were stationed outside the entrance. However, since John must have given the order, no one stopped her. She walked through the front yard and reached the door.

When she entered the living hall, Sherry came out of her room.

Her hair was loosely draped over her shoulder and she wore a long dress with slippers. It looked as if she had just woken up. There was nothing wrong with her attire but she was obviously thinner and paler than the last time Sylvia had seen her. Sylvia ran to her. “Sherry, has he been abusing you?”

Sherry smiled. “He just doesn't let me out of the premises. He hasn't done anything to me.”

“You look a lot thinner.”

Sherry looked evasive. “I just haven't had much of an appetite, so I've been skipping meals.”

No appetite?

Sylvia glanced at her tummy.

When she was pregnant with Isabel and Liam, she had also lost her appetite and become a lot thinner than before.

“Are you pregnant?”

Sherry answered immediately, “No way.”

“Why? How could you be so sure?”

“| take birth control pills every time we f*ck. There‘s no way I'm having his baby.”

Sherry looked serious. Sylvia frowned. “Then why the loss of appetite? Aren't they feeding you well?”

The Sherry she knew would never lose her appetite. Even when Sherry had been chased out of her family and asked for Sylvia's help, she had still been able to eat.

Sherry avoided her questioning gaze. “I just don't feel like it. You know, being locked up and all.” Sylvia did not believe her.

However, before she could ask any more questions, Sherry asked her, “Sylvia, what brings you here? Did you argue with Odell a gain? Did he do anything bad to you?”

Sylvia‘s gaze turned cold. “He didn’t.”

“Then why did you come all the way here in the middle of the night? What happened?” Sherry asked out of concern. Sylvia tightened her lips and said, “I recovered my memory.”

“Huh? What then?”

“| only recovered a part of it. Just the first three of the nine years.”

The corners of Sherry‘s mouth twitched. “So you

only remember the events before he slapped you sixty times and kicked you out before taking the children away?” “Yeah.”

“Okay, | got it.”

At the same time, in the building next door, John sat before the dining table alone.

Before him, a sumptuous breakfast had been laid out.

He was on his phone, listening to a live recording of the conversation next door.

His phone was connected to the receiver in the living hall, and

he could hear every word that Sherry and Sylvia spoke.

His brows furrowed when he heard Sylvia talking about the sixty slaps.

When he had first dated Sherry, he heard many complaints about Odell. Originally , he had only thought that Odell did not like his wife, hence the silent treatment. He had not expected the man to have snatched his kids away, slapped his wife sixty times and chased her out of the house.

As expected of Odell Carter of Westchester. He was a ruthless person indeed.

Chapter 988 After chatting for a while, the servants brought in breakfast.

The breakfast that was served contained all the specialties of Glenchester and was very sumptuous.

Simultaneously, the two of them looked at the table of food, so Sylvia missed the flash of shock and surprise in Sherry's eyes. “Come on, Syl. Let's eat.”

She grabbed Sylvia's hand and pulled her over to the table.

Sylvia was also starving as she followed her over. But, hadn't Sherry said that she had lost her appetite?

After a while, Sylvia's eyes swept over the empty plates on the table that Sherry had furiously wiped clean and felt baffled by it. “Burp.” Sherry let out a huge belch and giggled. “I don't know why but my appetite came back when | saw you, Syl.”

Sylvia remained quiet.

John, who was eating next door, was left speechless. “Hmph.”

After breakfast, Sylvia asked, “Sherry, why is John keeping you here?”

Sherry sat with her back against the sun. “I told you before, | cheated on him.”

“It doesn't mean he can keep you here for this long. It's against

the law. It's unlawful imprisonment!” Sylvia said as she frowned.

Sherry lowered her head. “Actually, I'm staying here voluntarily.”

“Why?” Sylvia was baffled.

“He helped the Fowler family before. So in exchange, | have to do whatever he tells me to do.”

“| thought you cut ties with your family.”

“Yeah. That's what | thought too,” Sherry let out a sarcastic laugh to herself and said, “Maybe I'm just cheap then.”

She could have turned her back on the Fowler family. After all, her parents resented her and treated her like garbage. However, when they had knelt before her, begging for her help, and even proclaiming that they would jump off a building if she refused, her emotions had taken over and she had agreed to help.

Sylvia sighed and softened her voice. “] see. Don't be like that. Tell me what happened. Maybe | can help you.”

“A lot has happened, and it's too much to be summarized in a few words. Don't worry. When | repay my debt, things will be fine,” Sherry said.

Sylvia tightened her lips and stopped asking.

The man next door sat on the couch elegantly as he eavesdropped. The words put a grin on his face. Repay her debt?

“Sherry, you'll never be able to satisfactorily repay me in this lifetime.”

It was then that the butler came in. He walked to his master respectfully and said, “Sir, Master Carter is here.” John picked up his glasses and put a gentle smile on his face.

He got up, tidied his collar and said, “Tell him I'll be right there.”

“Yes, sir.”

Sylvia and Sherry were chatting when footsteps sounded from the door.

Sherry was sitting by the window when she saw two men walking towards the door and it shocked her. She immediately said, “Sylvia, Odell is here.”

The look in Sylvia’s eyes turned cold.

“If you don't want to see him, go hide in that room.” Sherry pointed at the second bedroom. “Okay.”

Sylvia got up and ran to the room that Sherry was pointing at.

The moment she locked the door, Odell and John came in.

The two men blocked the sun from the door with their towering figures.

Sherry got up and looked at them cautiously.

Odell scanned the place but did not see Sylvia.

John asked with a smile, “Sherry, where‘s Mrs. Carter?”

Sherry glanced at Odell and said in a small voice, “Syl said that she doesn't want to see him now.”

“lam not asking if she wants to see him, | am asking where she is,” said John as he maintained his smile.

Chapter 989 Sherry could not help but glare at John as she said, “I said, she doesn’t want to see him.” John’s smile faded.

Odell looked at the door to the guest room that was the only one with the door closed. “Master Stockton, Ms. Fowler, I'd like to talk to her alone, please.”

John followed his gaze to the guest room and the smile returned to his face. “Sure.” Odell went over to the closed door.

Sherry’s expression changed. She tried to stop Odell but John held her back.

She tried to struggle but John forcefully cupped her face. “Stop it. Come out with me.” He then carried her out of the living hall.

The other servants followed them out and the whole house went quiet.

Odell went up to the door and knocked.

Sylvia was leaning on the wall beside the door.

“Sylvia,” he said.

Sylvia did not answer.

Odell frowned and spoke in a deep voice. “I know it’s my fault. |

wronged you for the first three years.”

He had received a call from Ben as he was traveling to Glenchester. Ben said he had been forced to take Sylvia to Sherry’s place. He had also mentioned that Sylvia only remembered what had happened in the first few years.

Sylvia tightened her lips. “Go back. | don’t want to see you now.”

“It’s not convenient for you to be here. Please come back with me. You don’t have to see or stay with me. We can meet again when you calm down.”

He sounded gentle and patient, unlike the man she remembered from the three years of memories that she had of him.

Sylvia shut her eyes. She knew what had happened after those three years but for now, all she had were the memories of those three years, and she could not forgive him based on that.

“It's convenient enough for me to be here. Just go back.”

Odell paused for a moment. “The kids will miss you if they don’t see you.”

Sylvia frowned. The adorable faces of her children appeared in her mind and made her chest feel tight. Amoment later, she said, “I'll call them.”

“Are you really not coming back with me?” he asked, the tone of voice sounding heavier.

Annoyed, Sylvia said, “Yeah!”

“Are you going to be the third wheel here?”

What? What was that supposed to mean? Was he trying to make her angry?

Sylvia coldly snorted, “Yeah! I’m going to be the third wheel!”

“Fine...”

He turned and left.

Sylvia could hear his footsteps as he left since there was only one door between them.

She frowned but did not do anything.

Odell left the living hall and headed to the yard.

Sherry was being restrained by John as they waited for Odell.

John smiled when Odell came out. “Master Carter, where’s Mrs. Carter? Didn’t she follow you out?”

Odell stared at him. “She’s not in the mood and she wants to stay with Ms. Fowler for several more days.” John’s smile froze.

Meanwhile, Sherry’s eyes lit up.

Odell did not seem to notice the displeasure on John’s face at the news and he added, “I'll have to trouble you and Ms. Fowler for two more days. I'll come to pick her up and take her back when she’s feeling better. | won’t let her stay here for too long.”

John forced a smile on his face. “You're being too courteous, Master Carter. You are my most important collaborator and

your wife is Sherry’s best friend, after all. Sherry needs some company as well, so I’m glad that Mrs. Carter is willing to stay to accompany her for a few more days.”

Odell smiled in return. “As long as you're okay with it, Master Stockton.”

Sherry rolled her eyes.

Chapter 990

Not long after Odell left, Sylvia came out of the room. Sherry and John were in the living room.

Sherry went over to her side as soon as she came out.

John smiled. “Mrs. Carter, Master Carter has already gone home. You can stay here for a few days in peace. If there’s anything you need, just tell Arnold, the butler.”

Sylvia was not overly fond of John either but she maintained her manners and thanked him. “I appreciate that, Master Stockton.” “Don’t mention it.” John got up and glanced at his watch.” Please excuse me as | have work to attend to.” He then looked at Sherry. “Sherry, please look after Mrs. Carter.”

“| don’t need you to remind me of that,” Sherry retorted.

John’s gaze turned frosty for a second, but he maintained his smile and said to Sylvia, “Mrs. Carter.” “Master Stockton.”

John then went out.

The moment his figure disappeared through the door, Shery cursed loudly, “That f*cking b*stard. Hypocrite!” Sylvia merely watched in silence.

After John left, Sylvia called Aunt Tonya and the kids.

Isabel and Liam answered the call instantly as they were worried about her.

Liam, who was not much of a talker, only asked where she was.

Isabel tried to persuade her to come back and even asked her why she had left.

Sylvia was honest with her kids this time. She told them she had only recovered the memories of the first three years out of the nine.

Isabel knew what had happened in those three years and she had told Liam about it before, so the both of them went quiet.

Awhile later, Liam said, “Mommy, I'll take good care of Izzy and Flint, don’t worry.”

Isabel hummed in agreement.

The promise warmed Sylvia’s heart. “Izzy, Liam, you guys have to go to school, okay? I’ll be back in a few days.” “We will,” they answered.

Sylvia then talked to Aunt Tonya and told her what happened. She did not want Aunt Tonya to worry about her. Aunt Tonya simply told her to be careful and hung up.

Sylvia put her phone away, intending on looking for Sherry. However, she did not see her friend in the living hall. “Sherry?”

She received no response.

Sylvia walked outside and continued calling her friend. “Sherry, where are you?”

“lm outside!” Sherry’s voice came from outside the yard.

Sylvia went out and saw Sherry sitting under a thick pine tree. She was holding a needle and thread as she embroidered flowers onto a piece of cloth.

Sylvia’s eyes widened in shock.

Sherry waved at her. “Come over here. It’s cooler here.”

Sylvia reluctantly walked over and looked at the items in Sherry’s hands with disbelief.

Sherry quickly began to sew again as if she had to catch up on her project

Sylvia sat down beside her and watched her skillfully sew. She asked, “Since when did you pick up this hobby?”

Sherry was usually not patient enough to be good at crafts. She did not even have the patience to pick a dress while shopping with her, let alone handle a needle and thread.

Sherry paused for a moment before she said, “I was bored here, so | picked up a hobby.” “Really?”

“Yeah.”

Sherry hastened her sewing.

To Sylvia, it looked like Sherry was stabbing at someone with resentment instead of sewing something with love.