Chapter 1090


    Chapter 1090 The vigorous love-makingsted 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 Ie 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.Content is property ? N?velDrama.Org.


    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 ying 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 inte.


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


    There was one week left until the artpetition, 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-yeara. I’m d.”


    “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. ?