ENCHANTED LOVE - Season 8 Episode 32

Nancy felt like she had been punched in the gut by Sheryl’s words and she actually forgot how to breathe for a second or two. Her back was suddenly stiff with fear as she forced herself to look at Sheryl. “You…” she stammered. Sheryl cut her off. “Yes, my memory is back. I remember everything,” She smirked and continued, “I bet you never expected me to regain my memory.

Otherwise you won’t have even dared to dream of coming to work for me and becoming Shirley’s babysitter.”

Nancy had indeed been shocked by Sheryl’s sudden recovery, but managed to recover quickly.

The truth was, Nancy had already been mentally prepared for Sheryl to regain her memory. She had even imagined countless scenarios and how she would respond. But she had never in a million years imagined this particular situation.

Sheryl’s attitude towards her, and the words that were coming out of the mouth was shocking, to say the least.

“That’s great to hear!” Nancy smiled and continued, “I knew that one day you would regain your memory. I have been anticipating it.”

“What are you talking about?” Sheryl asked in confusion. “Aren’t you scared? Now that I’ve gotten my memory back, aren’t you worried that I’ll take my revenge?”

“Whatever plans you have for me, I admit that I deserve the punishment and suffering.” Nancy gave a forced smile and continued, “What happened back then… I admit, it was my actions that resulted in your separation from Charles, not to mention the misfortunes you suffered afterwards…”

“Enough!” Sheryl got up and turned away, unable to look at Nancy anymore. Despite her motherly, loving appearance, she still couldn’t get over Nancy’s crimes against her. “Just stop talking.”

“Please, just let me finish what I have to say.” Even though she was now talking to Sheryl’s back, Nancy continued, “I’ve been carrying this heavy block of emotions for the past three years. Now please give me the chance to get them off my chest. I fear I’ll never get the opportunity to speak them again.”

Sheryl kept quiet and Nancy took it as a sign of encouragement. “Three years ago you were kind enough to employ Brent, but what you only got was misery. Brent has passed away and now I too, am prepared for whatever punishment you have planned for me, as long as it helps to clear any vengeance and hatred in your heart.”

“What did you say?” Sheryl was stunned by the words that just came out from Nancy’s mouth. “Brent is dead?”

“Yes…” Nancy gave a bitter smile and replied, “My son has been dead for the past three years. ”

What Nancy said completely made Sherly forget about any plans of revenge, and was instead replaced by sympathy. She knew that Nancy only had one son.

If Nancy were still working at Dream Garden, Charles would make arrangements for her after her retirement. But now, not only had she lost the job at the Dream Garden, she had also lost her only son.

‘What would happen in her later years? Who is going to take care of her?’ Sheryl’s sympathy grew on her.

“Since Brent is dead, why are you still here? Why didn’t you return to your hometown?” Sheryl gave Nancy a puzzled look. “I don’t see any reason for you to stay in Ylanbu.”

Nancy explained, “I did think of returning to my hometown after Mr. Taylor dismissed me, but I could never forget the fact that my family have done you wrong. My guilty conscience prevented me from doing so; I couldn’t just leave.”

She paused to recollect her thoughts and continued, “So I remained here in Ylanbu and got a job with a local housekeeping agency. It doesn’t pay much but it’s enough for me to survive.

As for the reason of my staying in Ylanbu, I could get easy updates about you if you has survived. At least it would help lessen the guilt and unease in my heart.” Nancy gave another bitter smile and continued, “The day you came to the agency, I was actually happy to see you. Knowing that you had developed amnesia, I knew I had the perfect chance to serve you once again and take care of you properly to make up for the sins Brent and I committed against you. It was my way of clearing my conscience.

I knew you wouldn’t suffer from amnesia forever, and would be bound to recover someday. But I never expected your recovery to be so fast.” With another forced smile, she continued, “I know you probably don’t want to see my face anymore. I will pack up my belongings right now and get out of your life forever.”

“Stop right there!” Sheryl immediately stopped Nancy and forced some superiority into her tone. “After everything that you’ve done to me, you’re planning to leave, just like that?”

“No, it’s not like that…” Nancy wrung her hands in distress and tried to defend herself, “I just… I don’t know how to face you. I don’t know what I should do.”

“Well, listen closely. There is one way for you to make up for me.” Sheryl gave Nancy a shrewd look and continued, “From now on, you must put in every last bit of your effort in taking care of me and Shirley. That way you’ll always be under my nose, and if you try any funny business again, you can expect severe consequences.”

Maintaining the stern, icy exterior, she added, “I want you to prepare shrimp wanton for my breakfast tomorrow.”

“Wh- What?” Nancy stared at Sheryl in confusion. “You want me to stay?”

“Who said I was chasing you out?” Sheryl gave a cold laugh and continued, “After everything that you’ve done to me, I don’t think the remainder of your life is enough to atone for your sins.

Heck, even your next lifetime would not be enough to make up for everything.” Nancy looked at Sheryl with delight and vowed, “Don’t worry, Mrs. Taylor. I will do everything I can for you and little Shirley.”

“Don’t address me that way anymore,” Sherly said with a frown. “Just call me Sheryl.”

Then she took her medicine and retired into her room for some much needed rest.

Nancy stayed up late that night preparing shrimp wanton for Sheryl. When she was sure Sheryl was asleep, she quickly called Charles to inform him about Sheryl’s recovery.

Charles had known that Sheryl had recovered, but since Sheryl hadn’t mentioned it, he decided to feign ignorance.

The same night, a very drunk Anthony returned home to find Junia squatting in front of his door, and from the looks of it, she had been there for quite a while.

Seeing Anthony approach, Junia hastily tried to get up, but her numb legs prevented her from doing so and she had to hold on to the wall for a while to recover.

“Anthony!” Junia called out to him urgently, “Mrs. Clark is in the hospital. You had better go visit her.”

“Do you seriously think I’m going to fall for this set of lies again? It was foolish of me to trust you previously. How blind could I be to believe every sentence that came out of your mouth? What a joke,” he sneered at her.

He gave a dry laugh and continued, “Actually, it’s a good thing you’re here. Go back and tell my beloved mother I don’t want anything to do with her anymore. I’m disowning her.”

Even though Junia knew that it was the alcohol in his blood that was making him speak so carelessly, she was still shocked by Anthony’s harsh words.

Frowning slightly, she responded, “Look, I know Mrs. Clark and I were wrong to lie to you. But right now, she’s really sick. You’re a doctor, won’t you at least go visit her and find out what’s wrong?”