Marriage With A Evil Heart

I thought I couldn’t escape this time, but unexpectedly, Sherry pushed the door open and walked in.

Robert’s eyes were still on me. I handed the medicine to my lips, took a small sip, and Robert smiled with relief. Then, he got up to take the tray from Sherry.

At the moment he got up, his tall figure blocked Sherry’s line of sight. Quickly, I tilted the medicine bowl towards the dark-colored blanket covering me, spilling it out. Then, I swiftly brought the bowl back to my lips, pretending to drink, with medicine residue lingering on the edge of the bowl.

Meanwhile, Robert had already taken the tray and turned around.

I lifted the blanket covering me and piled it at my side, handing the bowl to Sherry.

Robert approvingly looked at me, put the tray on the bedside table, then kissed my forehead.

He picked up the bowl, intending to feed me.

I pretended to shame, pushing him away. “You should go to work! I’ll manage myself!”

“Okay.” He smiled and touched my thin face. “I’m going to work. Rest well after finishing your breakfast. I’ll try to come back early to accompany you!”

“Alright!” I looked at him, deliberately showing a reluctant emotion. “Hurry, go! Come back early tonight!”

In fact, I was afraid he would tidy up the blanket beside me.

Until he left, there was no eye contact between Sherry and him throughout the process.

In the room, it was just Sherry and me.

“Sherry, hasn’t Charles woken up yet?” I subtly reminded her to check on my little son, also wanting to divert her attention.

“I’ll go check now. You take your time eating, call me if you need anything!” Sherry turned and left.

Listening to her gradually fading footsteps, I forced myself to eat some food. Honestly, I had no appetite. At this moment, I was trembling with nervousness. However, I continued to slowly put food into my mouth.

Firstly, from now on, I must eat regularly to maintain my strength. Secondly, I had to be on guard. There might be surveillance in this room.

In the past, Robert had protested against the surveillance in this room, saying there was no privacy left. However, I insisted on it, but I would only turn it on when I was not around or at specific times.

Over time, the surveillance in this room was rarely activated. However, I wasn’t sure if it was on now.

After finishing breakfast, when I removed the tray, I took the opportunity to tidy up the small blanket, using tissues to quietly absorb the spilled medicine. Then I took it to the bathroom and flushed it down the toilet.

Later, I played with Charles for a while and then pretended to be very sleepy and lay back on the bed, continuing to feign sleep.

I didn’t notice anything unusual about them, nor did I want them to notice me.

To be honest, except for the scent of Sherry’s perfume, I didn’t find anything wrong. And that scent could have many reasonable explanations.

But pretending to sleep was really painful. To make it more convincing, I didn’t dare to move at all, closing my eyes and constantly pondering various possibilities and planning my next steps.

Perhaps due to the sleepless night or the exhaustion after excessive tension, combined with my inherent physical weakness, I fell asleep without realizing how much time had passed.

However, just when my drowsiness was deepening, my sensitive nerves told me that someone was approaching me.