Chapter 1090

Chapter 1090 The vigorous love-making lasted until midnight. Sherry’s pajamas were scattered across the room. Her hair was

messy. She covered herself with the edge of the sheets and watched the man dress himself with teary eyes.

John picked up all his clothes from the floor and dressed himself.

He turned around and grinned widely at Sherry.

“Since you finished your assignment this week, I'll spare you for now. If you’re sleeping when I come back, I'll make sure you

won't be able to get out of bed for three days.”

“Hmph! You better watch your back first!” Sherry retorted.

John bent over and pinched her chin. His finger stroked her lips and said, “Your mouth is really sweet but it will be sweeter if you

shut up.” Sherry pursed her lips.

John chuckled and walked to the door.

Before John stepped out, Sherry asked out of curiosity,” When are you going to marry Shannon?”

John turned around with a sharp gaze. “Why are you asking?”

Sherry scoffed. “I want to know when | can leave. Spending every second with you disgust me. Give me a time, so that | know

when it will end.”

John’s expression changed multiple times in the span of two seconds.

In the end, he grinned. “Sure.” “When?” Sherry looked at him. “Next Saturday, Glenchester Grand Hotel.”

He walked out the moment his words subsided.

Bang

The door shut.

The man’s figure finally disappeared from Sherry’s sight. Sherry clenched her teeth and dragged her exhausted body off the bed.

She went to the drawer beside the bed and took a box of pregnancy pills out.

She took one before she headed to the bathroom.

It was a Sunday, which meant six more days until the wedding

Six more days and she could regain her freedom.

Carter Residence, Westchester City.

It was a Monday. After Sylvia saw the kids and Odell out for school and for work respectively, she went back inside the house.

While in the wheelchair, Madam Carter chatted with Aunt Tonya in the living room. ene.

The warm sunlight shone through the window and shed its warm brilliance on them and Flint, who was playing on the carpet. It

was a heartwarming scene.

Madam Carter was a lot better than before. She was asking Aunt Tonya how Sylvia and Odell got back together.

She might be an elderly but she gossiped like youngsters on the internet.

Sylvia did not join the gossiping and went up to the third floor instead.

There was one week left until the art competition, yet she had not painted anything that she was happy about.

She could not pinpoint the problem from her paintings.

What happened?

She had a feeling that something was missing from her paintings. She sat in front of the canvas and checked her paintings

repeatedly.

Morning went by and she still could not spot anything out of the blue.

It was then simon texted her, asking if she had produced any new work.

Sylvia sent him a picture of a scenery painting that she painted two days ago.

Simon replied to her with a voice message, saying, “I have a great feeling about this painting. Your skills and the message you

wanted to convey are great! Did something happy happen recently? | felt happy when | looked at your painting.”

Sylvia smiled. “Grandma woke up from a two-year coma. I’m glad.”

“No wonder!”

“Simon, tell me the truth. Is my painting okay?”

“Your painting is vivid and lively, it’s full of hope. This is your level of painting, | really don’t see any problem with it. »