The Apple of My Eye

Upon hearing this, Damian was a little flustered. While he knew what Rob meant, he still felt a little uncertain if he should do what Rob had told him.

If Sheryl knew that he was going to be against Charles, would she be more reluctant to be with him?

Noticing Damian's confusion, Rob stepped forward and rubbed him on the shoulder. He said in a soothing voice, "You don't have to worry so much, really. It's about fighting for the one you love, right? Even if Sheryl found out, could she blame you? In the end, she'd have no choice but to accept it. Besides, she doesn't even have to know. You can just not tell her if you don't want her to know."

Damian was deeply touched by Rob's words. All he was thinking about right now was how to get Sheryl back from Charles and keep her by his side.

The sternness in Rob's eyes brought Damian back to his senses. In response, Damian laughed and said, "Mr. Li, you're a wise man. I'm going to listen to your advice. I look forward to hearing good news from you!"

With Damian's permission, Rob left. Damian seemed hesitant as he didn't move even long after Rob had left. His face was gloomy, and he seemed deep in thought. Finally, a crazy idea came to him. In the hospital

Sheryl was going to visit Charles. She changed her clothes before going.

Every day, she would come and see Charles and talk to him even though he wasn't conscious. Sheryl didn't mind as it was already enough that she could see his face every day.

Sheryl looked at Charles quietly. In her heart, she felt calm.

She knew that Charles wasn't going to be in a coma forever. But she was getting more and more scared. She was afraid that Charles wouldn't wake up.

If only she had a choice, she'd be the one lying in bed unconscious instead of Charles.

"Charles, don't you want to wake up? Would you just want to sleep forever? Do you hate me that much that you don't even want to wake up anymore?" She didn't care whether Charles could hear her or not. She just kept talking and talking.

"Charles, do you remember? We went on a vacation before. I choked on water, and I almost fainted. You were so scared that you asked for help right away, and you forgot to give me CPR. Charles, are you jus pretending to be sleeping right now? Do you need me to give you CPR?"

Sheryl said wistfully. That time, as soon as she woke up, Charles grabbed her and kissed her on the lips. It was a long, hard kiss that Sheryl almost fainted again, unable to breathe.

She blushed at the thought of this.

As she played it in her head, she almost felt like it was real. The only thing that was missing was Charles' arms around her. He was still lying motionlessly in bed. She had nothing to do but watch him helplessly 'Charles, please wake up!' Sheryl cried in her heart.

"Charles, as long as you wake up, I'll listen to you. I'll do whatever you want. Just please wake up!" Sheryl pleaded, quietly sobbing. Often, she'd get emotional whenever she reached out to touch Charles' hand.

His hand felt so cold that it only scared her more.

'No, it can't be. Charles, you promised me we'd grow old together. You promised me you'd protect me. You promised me I'd go first...

Charles, how cruel you are! How can you be so cruel to do this to me? Wake up, please!'

Sheryl then slowly left the ward, still sobbing.

When Sheryl left, the room fell into a thick silence.

The room was completely silent except for the occasional beeping sound that came from the machine that was keeping Charles alive. Charles lay quietly on the bed.

Suddenly, his index finger made the slightest movement.

That night, David was woken up by a sudden call in the middle of the night.

The man only told him to go to the hospital as soon as possible without saying another word.

David sleepily obliged. He met with a doctor he'd never met before. The doctor led David to the top floor.

"What is this place? Where did you bring me?"

David wondered out loud as the door flew open.

"Now go! Move! He's waiting for you!" The man nodded at him and left.

Clueless, David did as he was told. He entered the room and was immediately surprised upon seeing who was waiting for him inside.

"Mr. Lu..." David cried.

"Thank God, the door's closed. No one's going to be bothered with how loud you are!" Charles said. Sitting in a big chair, he wore a smile as he looked at David. David could tell that he was just as excited as he was by the tone of his voice.

David was so excited that he rushed to Charles. He eyed him from head to toe to be sure. He was so relieved to find that Charles was already awake.

"Mr. Lu, when did you wake up?" David stammered in excitement.

Charles asked with a smile, "What? Don't you want me to wake up?"

"No, of course not. I...I just don't know what to say because I am too surprised and excited," David said.

"Then don't say anything. Now, listen to me," Charles paused. He was obviously still weak and a bit exhausted. He couldn't even catch up with his own breath.

David quickly brought him some warm water. As he watched Charles drink it, he asked in concern, "Mr. Lu, why don't you rest first? Are you already thinking about work? Don't worry. Everything with the company is fine."

"No, that's not what I'm worried about." Charles pulled himself together and added, "There's more. Something terrible is going to happen to the company."

"What? How...How did you know?" David asked, his voice trailing off.

'Why would I doubt Mr. Lu? I'm such a terrible subordinate, ' he thought inwardly.

"I need you to spread the news of my incident. Remember to find the biggest newspaper outlets. And don't forget to tell them that the doctor said I would wake up in a few days."

"Why? Mr. Lu, you're already awake now. Is it because of those who are after the company? Is this your way of countering their attack? Well, I don't really know what you're planning."

"There are more of them than we expected. I'm planning to take them down all in one go," Charles replied confidently.

David was still confused, but he always followed Charles's orders. Even if he didn't understand what Charles' plan was, he wouldn't ask; instead, he would just do it. He nodded and said, "All right, Mr. Lu. I'm on it."