His Real Wedded Bride

Chapter 1354 The Kidnapping

Noticing that Sheryl was pushing him away harder and was struggling out of his arms, Charles held her

tighter to comfort her.

"Sher, Shirley will be fine, so don't worry about it. You shouldn't sulk here by yourself. Listen to me.

Take a deep breath to calm down. We can't suspect anyone if we don't have any convincing evidence. I

know you worry about Shirley, and I do too. I have already sent my fellows to find her. Trust me, I will

press them harder to find more clues."

"Charles, let me go! Shirley is waiting for me. I need to find our daughter. She is my life. What about

you? Do you really love her?" Sheryl cried aloud, biting on Charles' arm to free herself. She was on the

verge of breaking down. Tears streamed down her cheeks and dropped on his arms. Charles could

even feel the heat of each teardrop.

Although he was feeling a sharp pain on his arm, Charles still held Sheryl tightly in his arms. He

couldn't imagine what she would do if he let her go. Finding it out might not be the best idea.

Pushing Sheryl's head away with his other hand, Charles continued to persuade her. "Sher, don't be

silly. You need to calm down so we can come up with a plan."

Obviously, Sheryl didn't hear what Charles had said. The only thing she wanted to do was rush out of

the door to find Shirley.

Despite her complaining eyes, Charles still tried to stop her with all his strength. However, Sheryl's

childish behavior finally worn out his patience. Out of impulse, he slapped Sheryl heavily across her

face.

The contact made a very clear smacking sound. It was so hard that Sheryl started to question why

Charles dared to hurt her. Her eyes were red, full of hatred and pain.

'This is the time I need him the most, but look at what he has done to me! He slapped me for Leila.' It

was difficult for Sheryl to believe that Charles would hurt her for another woman. 'The only thing he

wants to do is protect Leila. Shirley and I mean nothing to him, ' Sheryl thought. More than her

throbbing cheek, the pain inside her heart made her speechless.

Charles was at a loss. He had never expected he would hit his lover one day.

"Sher, I'm sorry. I..." Charles apologized tensely. He intended to explain, but words failed him. Sheryl,

who desperately closed her eyes, didn't want to listen to him anymore.

Sheryl felt dead inside. She knew she had no chance to leave this room because Charles would never

let her go. So she finally gave up, walked towards the bed and intended to forget the pain by sleeping.

Charles followed her and sat on the side of the bed. Looking at Sheryl with concern, he said, "Sher, I'm

really sorry. I truly didn't mean it. It was my fault. Please, forgive me."

But no matter what he said, Sheryl didn't respond to him anymore. She burrowed her face into a pillow

to shut him out.

The day was long, but who would've thought the night would be longer.

A sudden ring of the phone broke the dead silence around midnight. Charles, who kept awake all the

time, found it was a stranger calling. He had a strong feeling that the call was about Shirley.

Without any hesitation, Charles picked up the phone. "Hello. Who are you?"

A sullen voice rang into Charles' ears. "Mr. Lu, you don't need to know who I am. The only thing you

need to know is that I have your precious daughter. Are you afraid now?"

"What have you done to Shirley? Where are you now?" Charles asked the mystery caller urgently.

Sheryl didn't fall asleep at all, and she immediately got up as soon as she heard her daughter's name.

She ran over to Charles and snatched the phone from his hand.

"Where is Shirley? Give my Shirley back to me!" Sheryl screamed out towards the mystery man.

However, a few seconds after, she continued in a calm voice, completely different from her initial

reaction.

"What do you want in exchange for my daughter's freedom? Tell me what you want. I will give you

anything that you want, as long as you give my daughter back."

"Mrs. Lu, you are a clever woman. What I want is simple. I believe it will be easy for you to fulfill my

needs." As a result of voice changer, the voice of the kidnapper sounded cold like metal, lacking any

emotions.

Sheryl knew Charles was born for negotiations, so she decided to forgive him for a while. She handed

the phone back to him and looked at him with trusting eyes. Her thick eyelashes blinked at him like

butterfly wings.

Charles accepted the phone, and held Sheryl's hand as he began to talk.

"How can I be sure that you have my daughter? What if you are lying to me? You are not the only one

who knows my daughter is missing. I can't trust you unless you show me my daughter through video."

Looking into each other's eyes nervously, Charles and Sheryl carefully listened to the sound coming

from the phone.

After quite a while of silence, the mystery man looked at Shirley with hesitation. He was not sure if he

should take a video for Charles because all his previous efforts would be useless once Charles

recognized where he was.

After looking around the entire room, he finally set his heart at ease. 'He can't recognize where we are.

It's just a normal concrete room, ' he thought. But to ensure a 100% success, he refused to open the

phone video.

"So you don't believe me?" The kidnapper walked towards Shirley and roughly tore off the tape that

covered her mouth. Shirley was awakened by the sudden pain. Looking into the stranger's eyes, she

was so scared that she could not control her tears.

As Shirley was about to cry out, the kidnapper patted her face and warned her with a serious look,

"Don't cry."

The man intimidated Shirley, and she could only hold back her tears as he commanded. Her eyes were Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

now full of tears, like an overflowing lake. She was so afraid and wondered why she was there. "Where

is my mom and dad?" she finally blurted between sobs. She missed them so much.

"Is that Shirley? Please don't hurt her! We will give you whatever you want!" Sheryl begged the man

loudly when she heard Shirley's voice. Her heart and Charles' both thumped harder with mixed

emotions.

"Mr. and Mrs. Lu, I'm sorry I can't show you your daughter, but you can hear her, right? I believe it will

dispel your doubts. Now we can discuss what I need.

Come on, say something." The kidnapper moved the phone closer to Shirley's mouth.

Unaware that her parents were listening, Shirley looked at the phone with confusion. She wasn't sure

what the kidnapper exactly wanted from her.

"Can't you hear me?" the kidnapper shouted at Shirley impatiently.