I am a Second Female Lead

After changing. She went toward her mirror and put her makeup on. Sheri looked at all those makeup things she has, and she finds they are like the same that she used and besides she has the memory of the owner of the body.

The owner of the body is good at putting her makeup, so it becomes natural for Sheri to put a simple and yet elegant makeup. She habitually emphasizes every outstanding feature in her face. No wonder so many men fascinated by her. She is definitely a beauty. One thing that Sheri appreciates with the owner of the body is she doesn't exaggerate her make up. She does her make up in a way that only accentuates what she already has. Sheri in her past life she was excessive when putting a makeup. It's like another face that was put in her face. It does look beautiful but it makes her look like a different person.

"Knock, knock." A knock from her door snaps her from her thought.

"Come in," Sheri said.

The maid walked inside Sheri's room. She never raises her face to see at her lady. She nearly stuttered when she started talking.

"Madam, Sir is waiting for you." The maid said.

Sheri glans at the frightened maid and looked at her trembling hands again. This time she frowns. The whole day 3 maids came into her room and were all trembling of the site of her.

"How bad does the owner of the body treat her attendants, that even a servant allegedly starts to shudder whenever they saw her." Sheri thought to her self.

"Alright, I'm coming," Sheri said.

After sprinkling her perfume, she bitterly regretted it. The overpowering scent is terribly strong unlike what she properly used in her old life. Luckily, she just sprinkles in her wrist. She instantly runs toward the washroom and wipes it and just sprays an on the air and passed over it. She did just to not be out of character.

The innocent maid is waiting attentively at the door. She notices the change of aura in her madam.

The whole day according to her colleague they felt like there is something amiss with her madam. She shuts herself in her room the whole day. She never calls out at her or one of her colleagues, and she never even tries to find any fault toward her. Most of the time she will just shout at her out of nothing. In the present circumstances, she emits an aura that is a sympathetic and kind madam. After thinking too much she came to a conclusion she might be paranoid about wanting this madam of her to be nice and good toward her and those people who served her.

On the other side

Sheri grabs her channel clutch, her phone, her small makeup and even she makes certain she has her own bank card just for possible emergencies and put them inside her clutch After a double check on her attires and shoes, she walked out from her room and stride toward the entrance.

The maid didn't elevate her head to see Sheri. Sheri also has been silent the whole time, she is yet thinking about her mission and her old life.

She leisurely walked toward the grand foyer, causing her self to be familiarized with her surroundings. At the door, parked a black tinted Mercedes car. The Driver is standing respectfully at one of the side doors waiting politely for her. She walked slowly toward him, and the chauffeur gently opens the door and went in. When she went in. She looked up and looked at her husband sitting at ease while looking thoughtfully at the official document in his hand. He takes a quick look at her and went back to what he is doing.

She nearly falls over the moment she saw him. She was dreadfully shocked, a violent burst of painful images appear inside her head, a violent chill run through her spine, a familiar feeling of fear burst in her chest. She winced and gripped her trembling hands. He looked like Eric but not Eric. They have the same chiseled body, nut-brown hair, a tall nose, and sharply define features. Eric's eyes were a light brown while this man's eye is a black, Eric has a curly hair, Henry has an arranged hair, Eric doesn't wear eyeglasses, this guy does. But after carefully observing she calms down. He is not Eric perhaps they are splitting images when it comes to body feature but the rest is not.

"Looked enough?" his cold voice ring.

Sheri felt terribly embarrassed, her blood rush in her face, she immediately turns her face and looked toward the visible window.

She felt so stupid and ashamed at the same time.

Unknown to her Henry's lips went upwards. After 20 minutes of driving, they arrive at the Bacht Mansion. A well-designed European mansion. For Sheri, this luxurious place is not new to her. Even the personal wealth that the body she possesses is not new to her.

They get out of the car and were being led toward the dining area. Her parents are also there and the parents of Henry even though Henry was adopted they nonetheless consider him as part of the Bacht family.

The elder guy carefully looked at the two familiar people who arrived promptly.

Sheri stealthily approached her so-called parents and kisses them on their cheek. Afterward, she bows politely in front of the elders and her in-laws. This is their standard greetings in the family. Sheri followed how the real Louise does in greetings her parents and the family of Henry. Henry also performs the same, and they sit down at their respective seats.

"Good, good now we can start eating, serve the meal." The benevolent patriarch promptly ordered the maids.

The maids carried the dishes.

While eating the patriarch of the family spoke.

"Henry, Louise it's almost a year now, that both of you got married when will we see a grandchild?" The patriarch asked.

Henry slowly put down his knife and fork and slowly wipes his lips.

"Grandfather, this thing should not be rush. We are still young." Henry said

The patriarch looked at his grandson and furrows his brow.

"What young, both of you are almost in your 30s. All of your longtime friends were at present having three or four children. Louise, what are your private thoughts about this? When are you willingly giving us grand babies?" The patriarch shifted his gaze toward Sheri.

Sheri stops chewing and peered carefully at Henry. In the story, she also agrees to give birth to children because of her parents blackmailing her but it will be after 5 years. She unhurriedly chewed her food and wipes her mouth.

Everybody ceases and looked at the lady who is elegantly wiping her lips.

"We will make certain you will have one by next year grandfather," Sheri said gently.

Everybody in the dining room was shocked, not a single sound can be heard, they looked at her. Even Henry instantly ceases what he was supposed to do and gaze at Sheri.

A hearty laugh gently broke the quietness and awkwardness of the room. The patriarch can't contain his joy. Her parents and his parents grin and looked smilingly at each other.

"Hear that Henry, you better work this evening." The Patriarch said.

Sheri gawked at Henry. Wanting to know his answer. His eyebrow lifted while carefully looking at her beautiful face, he paused and steadily took the wine glass. "Affirmative, grandfather your grandson will definitely make sure you will have a great-grandson by next year." He gently said and slowly consumes his wine. Everybody in the room smile and genuinely pleased with what they overheard.

Sheri on the other side didn't further say anything. She continues to enjoy her meal. For the first time, she felt like she can do the mission quickly and fast. Henry on the other side cannot focus on eating. His mind starts to work about what is her motives why she agrees so easily about it.

He knows she never wanted to be with him. Since the time they get married he tried his best to get close toward her but every time he does she will ignore him. It's clearly shown that she didn't like him.0000000000☐☐☐☐☐☐