All Chapters of Love, Law, and Remarrying: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

After taking a few bites, Sheryl's phone suddenly chimed with a text notification."Danger! Steven must not drink that wine! Mason drugged it. He's trying to ruin Steven's reputation!"Sheryl froze for a second. Without a moment of hesitation or even a sliver of doubt, she sprang up, ready to rush upstairs, only to abruptly stop in her tracks.She suddenly remembered that Brandon and Vivian's private room was at the far end, just to the right. If she went up now, she might run into them. Worse, she might not make it in time to stop anything.Just then, she recalled the business card Steven had given her before. She hurriedly fished it out of her bag and dialed the number.-At that exact moment, Mason Jenkins had just walked up to Steven with a wine bottle. He poured Steven a glass."There were some misunderstandings between us during Leo Yates' case," he said with a smile. "This one's on me. I hope you can let bygones be bygones."The dinner tonight had been arranged by a few

Whether the pear blossom trees were sprouting branches in the spring, blooming in early summer, or covered in snow in the winter, they were always beautiful.Sheryl stood still for quite a while. Suddenly, she realized that her love for the pear blossoms had faded significantly.Dragging her tired body back to her room, she stood at the door and looked inside. Every single item in the room held memories of her and Brandon since their wedding.When they first renovated the place, it was all based on her preferences. The design of the walk-in closet was something she drew herself. From the bed, sofa, and table to the curtains, down to the beddings and towels, everything was chosen by them together at the furniture store.The sweetness of those moments had now turned into humiliation and ridicule.She smirked and walked to the desk. Her eyes lingered on the bottles of pear blossom perfume that he had customized for her. After a few seconds, she decisively picked them up and tossed th

The next morning, a batch of acrylic panels ordered by the art gallery arrived. As the director, Sheryl had to be there for the inspection.It was late autumn and had been raining for two straight days, and it showed no signs of stopping.Knowing she disliked driving in the rain, Brandon offered to drive her, and Sheryl didn't turn him down.Just as the car pulled into a parking space, Sheryl spotted a familiar white BMW pulling into a space across from them. She unbuckled her seat before the engine was even turned off.It was Vivian.Sheryl paused for a moment. Then she remembered; Vivian's two-week vacation was over. She was due back at work today.Without looking at Brandon, Sheryl tucked away her emotions, grabbed her bag, and got out of the car with a smile."Morning, Vivian. First day back?"Vivian froze for a second. The momentary panic in her eyes vanished quickly as she glanced at the man in the driver's seat. She smiled and shut her car door."Yeah. Good morning, Sher

Sheryl had given them her heart and soul over the years.Why did they have to do this to her?Sheryl racked her brain but still couldn't understand. The sound of a door closing came from behind, and she quickly forced her tears back. She nervously licked her lips, trying to hide the despair and sorrow on her face.But the bitterness in her heart only grew.Brandon walked over and saw her stiff figure. Concerned, he asked, "What's wrong?"She held back a sob and quickly made up an excuse. "It just occurred to me. When we go back tomorrow, should we also prepare something for Simon, Gloria, and Julie? Otherwise, would they read into it and be upset?"Sheryl emphasized Gloria's name when she said it.Gloria came from the prestigious Gates family in Nexville. She was elegant, dignified, and had been raised in luxury. She had always hated Elaine and Brandon and looked down on them.Simon, the Simrod family's patriarch, and Gloria had married for strategic reasons. Their relationship

Sheryl had to go back and retrieve those contracts for Steven to review. But it had to wait.Ava, the masseuse, exerted just the right amount of pressure. Maybe it was because Sheryl really had been exhausted lately, with too much weighing on her mind. But as Ava worked through the tension, Sheryl's tightly wound body gradually relaxed.She was chatting with Elaine before she gradually dozed off.By the time she woke, it was nearly four o'clock. Elaine had just finished her manicure and smiled. "Awake? You barely started the massage before you were knocked out. Don't push yourself so hard all the time."Sheryl gave a dazed smile and sat up. She touched her face. Ava handed her a mirror.The reflection staring back at her was gorgeous. Her skin was radiant and flawless. Sheryl smiled and praised Ava, "Nice work.""Thank you, Miss. You've got great skin to begin with.""Well, since Sheryl complimented you, your bonus this month is doubled," Elaine added."Thank you, Madam Elaine