Chapter 1570 Isla To The Rescue

Sheryl turned her head away. She didn't want to waste another second talking to a monster like Ferry.

Now that it was clear to her that he had taken everything for granted, she was better not to waste her breath to explain herself to him. All she could do was wait and see what he would say or do next.

"I've agreed to divorce Charles just as you wanted. What else do you want from me? My life? Take it. I believe it'll be as easy as killing an ant!" Sheryl countered. After all, she was alone here with him. If he wanted to kill her, she firmly believed that no one would come to help her even if she screamed at the top of her lungs.

"Are you threatening me? Would you rather die than divorce your dear husband?" Ferry stopped in front of Sheryl and raised her chin to make her look at him.

Sheryl took a deep breath, clenching her fists tight.

"I bet you have other plans with my life, right?" Sheryl fashioned her words to extract more information from him. After all, she had two kids to take care of and she would never risk her life like that.

"You're right. I won't go to the trouble of killing you since you've promised me that you'll get divorced. But I also like feisty women…" Ferry ran his invasive eyes all over her with a triumphant, mischievous smile. Eventually, he fixated on Sheryl's breasts and moved in closer.

Frightened by the look in his eyes, Sheryl pushed him away with all her strength, surprising not only Ferry but also herself.

"Leave me alone!" she shouted and moved back. Sheryl could never let this happen and she would rather die than sleep with this man. The resentment in her eyes was firm and unwavering.

However, this was completely lost on Ferry as he found himself completely aroused by Sheryl's bravery. He pushed her down on the couch and sprang on top of her in the blink of an eye. He realized he had been wasting his time for no reason, but now that he had her under him, he was going to make sure he enjoyed every second of it.

"Ferry, what are you doing? Stop this right now! Let me go!" Sheryl struggled desperately, but to no avail.

Sheryl kept kicking and screaming, flailing her hands about like a hurricane. She screamed for help until her voice became hoarse and she started to lose hope of ever getting out of the clutches of this filthy man.

All of a sudden, Ferry tightened his grip around both of her hands and started ripping her buttons off.

Bang! The abrupt and unexpected loud noise sent a shock in the ears of both Sheryl and Ferry, who turned towards the direction of the noise almost immediately, only to find that Isla had broken into the room after kicking the door open.

"Get away from her right now if you want what's best for you! Do it! I've already called the police. If you want to run away, this is your only chance!" Isla warned Ferry as she bristled with rage at the sight of him. Thanking their lucky stars for both of their sakes, Isla was glad that she decided to show up here. Otherwise, she would have had to live with the guilt for the rest of her life if Sheryl had been raped by this deplorable man.

Isla looked around to find something she could use to stave off Ferry as she walked forward. She cursed at Ferry in her head, wishing to tear him into pieces, but she ha

sie if I refused to get a divorce from Charles," Sheryl said softly, knowing full well that how ridiculous it sounded.

"What?" Isla's eyes widened, unable to catch up with what Sheryl had just said.

"Why? What does your marriage have to do with him?"

Isla rolled up her sleeves with the expression of beating up that crazy man, and Sheryl shook her head with a smile, amused.

"Take it easy, Isla. You've seen what he looks like, but we still can't tell what he is up to. Their safety is the most important thing now!" Sheryl patted the back of Isla's hands to calm her down. Besides, it was not like they had any other choice.

"Did you agree to it? Please don't tell me you agreed, Sher!" Isla's mouth gaped open and her face was as pale as white paper.

Sheryl sneered as she recalled the conversation between Ferry and her. "Yes, I did."

Isla closed her eyes in despair. She would have done the same thing if she was in Sheryl's position. They couldn't allow Nick and Cassie to suffer because of them.

"Isla?" Aron suddenly knocked on the window of their car and both the women were taken aback by him.

Aron came here to see if there was anything he could do to help as soon as he heard what had happened. He finally put his worries to rest when he saw the both of them sitting in the car safe and sound.

Isla got out quickly and ran into his arms with tears of joy streaming down her face.

Sheryl was happy for her best friend as it was great to have someone caring for you.

"You had me scared to death, honey. Please don't ever do that again. I'll be always here for you. Just talk to me before making any rash decisions!" Aron held his wife tightly and whispered into her ear. He came in here with the intention of giving Isla an earful, but the moment he laid eyes on her, all his annoyance had disappeared into the back of his mind. All felt at the moment was pure bliss and happiness.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I was in a hurry. Please don't be mad!" Isla murmured and rested her head on his shoulder, patting his back to comfort him.

"Okay, I'm just happy you're safe. Thank God!" Aron decided to put this incident behind him and turn a new page.