Chapter 1216

Chapter 1216

Several hours later.

The sun was about to set. Deep red and amber gleams of sunlight slipped through the cracks in between the curtains and

penetrated the room.

The bedroom that had been quaking with movement finally came to a rest.

The man got out of bed and picked his clothes off the floor, proceeding to put them on one after the other.

Shortly after that, he was fully dressed and went to put his glasses back on. He darted a glance at the bed.

The bed was a mess by this point and underneath the blankets lay Sherry who was curled up into a ball and had her back turned

to face him.

She did not move nor did she utter a word.

He frowned and called her name, “Sherry.” The silence rang in his ears, this was all the answer he got. “Sherry.” He called her

name again.

Sherry continued ignoring him and faced away from him without moving like she was a piece of sculpture.

John squinted and leaned over to her, he wanted to turn her around to make her face him.

As soon as his hand grazed her skin, she swung around and threw herself on him.

He was caught off guard by the sudden assault, he lost his balance and fell onto the bed.

This was immediately followed by a sharp pang of pain in the center of his arm. Like a rabid dog, Sherry had buried her fangs

into his arm and was gnashing away at his flesh. John grimaced at this sight. Upon noticing that she had no intention of letting go

any time soon, he was left with no choice but to forcefully shove her away from him.

She conceded and unclenched her jaws.

She stared at John, her eyes had become bloated and red,” Get out of here, or else I'll eat you alive!”

John was taken aback by this aggression, he suddenly stiffened and was at a loss.

After a brief pause, he raised a hand and gently brushed her face, rubbing away the tears from the corner of her eyes with his

fingertips. He said to her with a soft smile hanging on the corner of his lips, “Sherry, don't look at me like that. You're looking at

me like you're the victim

when you're the one who did this to yourself.”

He believed that deep down, Sherry understood the deep feelings he held for her.

She must know the true reason why he decided to keep her held up in this place, even if he had to make her his

servant.

If his goal was to humiliate her, there were countless other approaches he could have gone about to tear her apart.

He had been very lenient with her as is.

What did she ever do for him this entire time? She only ever thought about how she could get on his nerves and even resorted to

scheming with Mason under his nose! Did she think that he had forgotten about how she and Mason had made a cuckold out of

him!

Sherry felt a lump in her throat. She gnashed her teeth and glared at him.

John smiled and offered, “You don't have to go back to the staff dormitory, just stay here.” 1

With that, he let go of her and proceeded to head out of the room.

Sherry felt a terrible swole around the center of her throat. There were so many things she wanted to say but she could not utter

even a single word.

The floodgates opened, tears poured relentlessly out of her eyes. She sat up and covered her face with her hands, she cried her

eyes out.

She should never have come to Glanchester!

She should not have given in to her sympathetic side back when Matthew and Janine came to her, she should never have come

to John!

She deserved all of this, she did it to herself! 1

Odell quickly walked out of the courtyard. 1

A gust of cool wind blew across his face, he felt the burning heat inside him cooling down at last. Suddenly, he felt the sharp

sting of pain around his arm.

He looked down at his arm to inspect the damage, he could see the blood soaking through his shirt and the imprint of Sherry‘s

teeth surfacing onto his shirt.

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