Ch. 996..1000
Chapter 996
Sylvia was speechless for a moment before she gave Sherry the buns she snuck for her.
Sherry gobbled the buns like a hungry wolf.
She got up after finishing the buns and hugged Sylvia tightly.” Syl, thank goodness you’re here! Or I'll be dead!” Sylvia pursed her lips helplessly when she noticed the red marks around Sherry’s neck.
Sherry came back from the dead and looked more energetic after gobbling the buns. She looked alive.
Sylvia accompanied her to the yard and watched her sew.
Sherry sewed quicker today, but it was sloppy. She finished the ugly lily from yesterday in under an hour.
She then picked up another piece of cloth and stared at it for a while. She said to Sylvia, “Syl, why don’t you help me draft something?”
She had no idea what to sew and could not paint, so she asked her friend for help. Sylvia took the piece of cloth and asked, “What do you want to sew?”
Sherry pondered. “A sunflower? Make it simple.”
“Alright.”
Sylvia grabbed the pencil and started drafting.
Maybe because of the beautiful sun and refreshing air, she got into her drawing trance quickly and easily drafted a simple yet meticulous sunflower.
Sherry widened her eyes in delight. “Syl, are you a witch? What spell did you cast on the pencil ? How could you draw such a realistic sunflower in just a few strokes?”.
Sylvia giggled. “If you’re an art student, you could too.”
She did not expect to draw an entire sunflower but it was not something sophisticated in her professional view. “| learned drawing for three years.”
Sylvia remained silent while looking at the poorly sewn lily.
Sherry claimed that she learned drawing for three years, yet the lily was the best she could do. .
Sherry took the drafted sunflower and started sewing on it.
The needle poked through the cloth and sewed the yellow threads along the drafted line. The sunflower was soon colored with yellow threads.
Morning went by in the blink of an eye. The maid brought lunch over at noon. After serving the dishes on the table, she called the ladies in for lunch. “Ms. Fowler, Mrs. Carter, it’s lunchtime.”
Chapter 996 3/4 Sherry put down the needle and thread and went over to the table with Sylvia.
Lunch was a feast. There were meat, vegetables, and soup. A total of eight dishes were served just for the two of them.
It was a lot better than lunch yesterday as many of the dishes were Sherry’s favorite.
Sylvia glanced over the table of dishes.
Was the feast prepared because she was here? Or was she just an excuse to prepare the meal for Sherry?
“Syl, don’t just stand there. Sit down and eat!” Sherry shoved a piece of meat into her mouth.
Sylvia smiled and sat down beside her.
While they were enjoying lunch, two ladies came in from the door.
One of the young ladies wore a yellow mini dress that complemented her golden wavy hair, making her look like a princess. She looked at Sylvia and Sherry arrogantly the moment she stepped in.
She shouted at Sherry, “Sherry, did my brother permit you to have meat? The dishes are prepared for Mrs. Carter! You’re not allowed to eat any of them!”
Before Sherry and Sylvia could say a word, the other young lady in the white dress calmed and persuaded her softly, “Queenie, we're here to visit Mrs. Carter. Ms. Fowler is Mrs. Carter’s friend, mind your manners.”
Queenie retorted in annoyance, “I’m not talking to Mrs. Carter like that.”
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Julie furrowed her brows. She seemed afraid of Queenie, and even though she disagreed, she dared not stop her friend. Queenie grunted and stared at Sherry, who was still chewing on meat. “Sherry, I’m talking to you! Are you deaf?!” Sherry ignored her. She tugged Sylvia’s sleeve and said, “Sylvia, let’s eat. Ignore her.”
Sylvia awkwardly tightened her lips.
Queenie strode forward to the table. “Sherry, what's with that attitude? Don’t forget you're just a stripper from a club!” She went up to Sherry and tried to slap her face.
Sylvia frowned coldly.
Julie screamed out of shock. “Queenie, calm down!”
Slap!
Aloud slap sounded, but it was not Sherry that was slapped. It was Queenie.
Before Queenie could land her slap, Sherry got up and slapped her first. The strong slap turned her face and almost knocked her off her balance.
Everything plunged into silence for a moment.
Julie nervously went up to Queenie. “Queenie, are you alright?” With her hand covering her face, Queenie glared at Sherry in Chapter 997
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disbelief. “Y-You slapped me?!” “Why couldn’t I?” Sherry raised a brow and crossed her arms.” I’d slap you again even if your mother is here.” Queenie widened her eyes in disbelief.
Julie was shocked. “Ms. Fowler, | know Queenie is being rude, but she’s still the daughter of the Stockton family and her mother is a respected figure. Please watch your words.”
Sherry grunted. “Who the hell are you?”
Julie’s face turned pale as she was rendered speechless. Queenie shook Julie’s hands off and shouted, “Sherry, you b* tch! I'll tear that dirty mouth off your face!”
She threw herself at Sherry, who stood still like a rock.
Sylvia bolted up and stood before Sherry, protecting her from Queenie.
Queenie’s hand froze when Sylvia intervened. She screamed,“ Move!”
Sylvia maintained her manners and said, “Ms. Stockton, please calm down. I’ll move when you behave.”
Queenie shouted out of annoyance, “This isn’t Westchester City. I’m not scared of you, even if you're Mrs. Carter. You're in my territory, Glenchester. If you don’t move, I'll slap you too!” Sylvia pursed her lips. “You can try.”
Julie immediately pulled Queenie away. “Queenie, control yourself! Mrs. Carter is a guest. Your brother told the servants to take good care of her. Don’t do it.”
Queenie grunted angrily and glared at Sylvia and Sherry. She then ran out of the door with teary eyes and cried, “I'll go tell Mom! | want her dead!”
Julie immediately apologized to Sylvia. “Mrs. Carter, Queenie is still young. Please forgive her manners.” She glanced at Sherry before she went chasing after Queenie.
Everything returned to peace and quiet..
Sherry tugged Sylvia’s arm. “Syl, let's eat. The soup is getting cold.”
Sylvia lost her mood and appetite. She asked, “Sherry, who are those two?”
Sherry pursed her lips. “That b*tch who scolded me is Queenie, John’s sister. The one with a little more sense is Julie, John’s sister-in-law.”
“Is Queenie always this mean to you?”
Chapter 998 “| rarely see her around. Her brother usually keeps her away. This is probably the third time | see her since | came here.”
Sherry served a bowl of soup for Sylvia. “Don’t you worry about me. I’ve seen a lot of girls like her and | won't let her climb on top of my head and do whatever she wants!”
Sylvia sighed when she thought about Sherry slapping Queenie earlier. She was still worried. “You just slapped her. What if she tells Madam Stockton about it? Will she do anything to you?”
“Don’t worry.” Sherry shoved a piece of shrimp into her mouth.” Madam Stockton might call me things behind my back but she won't do anything to me. The best she could do is tell John about it and let him deal with me.”
Sherry knew the Stockon family well.
Sylvia sighed and let the concerns slip.
Maybe because Queenie snitched on Sherry, John came back before it was dark. Sylvia was in the yard with Sherry, watching her sew.
Sherry had a glance at the man approaching and continued sewing. She sewed a lot faster than before, seemingly trying to ignore the man.
John smiled. “Mrs. Carter, it's getting late. Why don’t you go
“| rarely see her around. Her brother usually keeps her away. This is probably the third time | see her since | came here.”
Sherry served a bowl of soup for Sylvia. “Don’t you worry about me. I’ve seen a lot of girls like her and | won't let her climb on top of my head and do whatever she wants!”
Sylvia sighed when she thought about Sherry slapping Queenie earlier. She was still worried. “You just slapped her. What if she tells Madam Stockton about it? Will she do anything to you?”
“Don't worry.” Sherry shoved a piece of shrimp into her mouth.” Madam Stockton might call me things behind my back but she won't do anything to me. The best she could do is tell John about it and let him deal with me.”
Sherry knew the Stockon family well.
Sylvia sighed and let the concerns slip.
Maybe because Queenie snitched on Sherry, John came back before it was dark. Sylvia was in the yard with Sherry, watching her sew.
Sherry had a glance at the man approaching and continued sewing. She sewed a lot faster than before, seemingly trying to ignore the man.
John smiled. “Mrs. Carter, it's getting late. Why don’t you go
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back to have some rest? | have something to talk to Sherry about, alone.” Sherry smiled profoundly at Sylvia. “I'll see you tomorrow, Syl.”
The smile was a signal to tell her not to worry.
Sylvia nodded and left, leaving the two alone in the yard.
Sherry continued sewing.
John walked up to her and saw her sewing the sunflower.
Her sewing was bad but it did not diminish the beautiful shape of the sunflower. It seemed to be from an artist's hand. “You drew this sunflower?”
Sherry ignored him and continued to sew.
John grinned. “Answer me, or I'll make you sew ten more this week.” Sherry looked at him. “Do you think | can draw something this beautiful?” “No.”
“Then why the f*ck do you ask?”
The man was used to the woman’s vulgarities. He looked at her and continued, “Mrs. Carter drew it for you?”
“Of course, she did. Syl is the world-renowned artist, Ms. Sunflower,” Sherry excitedly said.
“She’s Ms. Sunflower ?” John found the revelation surprising.” But | heard she’s not doing well in the past two years. She didn’t produce any paintings at all.”
“Bullsh*t!” Sherry bolted up and shouted, “Syl is just not in the mood. When she’s better, she'll paint something even better.” John smiled. “Let's hope so.”
“Don't. Because it will definitely happen!”
John narrowed his eyes at Sherry’s mysterious confidence.” Why are you so sure about it?”
“She’s my best friend, and | believe her.”
“So with your best friend around, you got the nerves to slap Queenie?”
His smile faded at the end of the sentence.
Sherry’s gaze shifted but just for a moment. She lifted her face arrogantly and smiled. “I'll slap that girl whether Syl is around or not.”
“Hmph.” John chuckled. “It seems like you're quite capable, Sherry.”
“Of course, | am. Who do you think | a-Ugh!”
John clutched her face before she could finish her sentence.
His frosty gaze was glaring through the glasses. He said coldly,” | supposed so. When you left me back then, you were a lot fiercer than one simple slap on a girl's face.”
Chapter 999 Maybe because of the tightening clutch over her face or the skip of a beat in her heart, Sherry frowned.
She gasped and gulped before she looked into that frosty gaze. She forced a smile and said, “It's been so many years, and you're still clinging on to that? Do you hate me that much, or are you still thinking about me?”
John tightened his clutch the moment her words subsided. There was only grimness on his handsome face. “Sherry, am | being too lenient to the point that you misunderstood your place?”
The intense pain made Sherry feel like her cheekbone was breaking. She said with gnashing teeth, “Strangle me to death or let me out of here. If you can’t do both of them, you miss me.”
John pursed his lips. His glasses no longer concealed his terrible mood.
He said, “Strangling you to death will only stain my hand with your blood. Don’t even try to agitate or provoke me to release you. I'll keep you here for life and make sure you don’t eat or sleep well. | want you to suffer like never before!”
“Hmph! You just love my beautiful face and body! You really know how to find an excuse.” John was furious. His veins started popping at his forehead.
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He lowered his head closer to her face. “Sherry, one more word and I'll break your teeth!” He might not be able to strangle her to death but breaking her teeth was completely viable. Sherry shut her mouth immediately.
The man’s grim expression softened a little.
He scoffed. “You better behave and stop provoking me. Or I'll send your friend away and make sure you never see her again.”
Sherry glared at him with gnashing teeth.
John stared at her distorted face. He slightly softened his clutch and asked, “What did you call me inside?” “You piece of sh*t, good-for-nothing, b*stard, prick, jerk, f*cker!”
John’s expression turned grim.
“You're the one who asked me what I call you inside,” she said.
“How obedient of you,” John said with curled lips.
Sherry curled her lips too.
He maintained his smile and said, “I'll reward you with no meals for tonight and tomorrow morning. Ten more sewings this week.” Sherry’s face turned pale. “You f*ck...”
“One more f*ck and you lose tomorrow’s dinner.”
Sherry tightened her lips.
“Good girl.” John chuckled.
He released her and returned to the house.
Sherry punched and kicked the air madly after he left.
The sky slowly turned dark, and so did the mansion.
Sherry put all her sewing tools into the box and went back to the living hall.
John had taken off his jacket and was drinking tea on the couch.
Sherry had a glance at him. She sat down at the furthest spot and continued sewing. The living hall was quiet until the maid delivered dinner.
The maid set up the cutleries at the table and served a feast.
She also put a decanter with wine on the table.
Sherry sniffed the aroma of wine from the couch. She stared at it and gulped anxiously. John glanced at her before he walked over to the table.
He had two glasses of wine before starting to eat elegantly before Sherry.
Chapter 1000 Sherry gulped as she watched. John ignored her scorching gaze and continued eating and drinking. Half of the wine in the decanter was gone before dinner even finished.
Sherry clenched her fists and glared at the man.
John finally looked at her with an evil smile. “You want some?”
“Yes!” She had yearned for the taste of wine for a while now.
John smiled. “Then watch me drink.”
He poured himself another glass and drained it to the last drop.
“You prick,” Sherry said.
The last drop of wine in the decanter was soon poured into his glass. He leaned back and swirled the wine while looking at her in delight.
Sherry’s patience was at her limit.
She bolted up and dashed toward him like the wind. John grinned and put the glass near his mouth.
Sherry widened her eyes. “Leave some for me!”
She strode faster to his side and tried to snatch the glass.
However, she was one step too late. The last drop had fallen into his mouth when she touched the glass.
All she got was an empty glass.
She tossed it on the table. She put her hands around his neck and screamed, “You b*stard, give me back the wine!” John grinned.
The lighting highlighted the drop of red on his lips. The last drop of wine and its reflection captured Sherry’s attention.
Sherry’s eyes gleamed as though she had found the nectar of the gods. She pressed her lips onto his and sucked whatever she could.
Unfortunately, it was too little, but she still got a taste of it.
She sucked on his lips for a while until the taste was gone. She recovered from her alcohol frenzy and wanted to push him away. To her surprise, the man held the back of her head and stopped her from moving.
She was pressed against his lips again.
“Mhmm!”
She screamed in a muffled voice.
The man silenced her by sealing her lips and robbed any chance for her to speak. He pried her lips open for more.
Awhile later, he stood up with her in his arms, causing the chair to fall backward.
Sherry seized the window and shouted, “You prick! Put me down! | don’t want to f*ck you tonight! | have to sew! Put me down!” John ignored her, allowing her to scream as loud as she wanted. He carried her into the room and slammed the door shut.
Sherry’s scream went silent the moment the door closed.
Meanwhile, in the other guest room, Sylvia received dinner from the maid shortly after she returned.
Like yesterday, she called her kids after dinner.
The call got through in a second, and three adorable kids appeared on the screen.
Isabel grinned. “Mommy!”
“Mommy, Mommy!” Flint murmured. Liam smiled in silence but he looked as adorable as the other two.
Sylvia smiled. “How are you guys today?” “We are good boys and good girl!”
Sylvia chatted with them for an hour before ending the call.