After dinner, Sherry nestled on the sofa to watch TV.
When Mrs. Perry passed by her room, she saw the suitcase on the floor and the clothes inside in a
mess, so she shouted, "Are those clothes of yours clean or dirty? Should I wash them for you?"
Sherry put a piece of fruit in her mouth, "Leave it there. I'll wash them myself later."
"Wash them yourself? By the time you remember to wash your clothes, you probably won't have any to
wear." Mrs. Perry nagged as she took out all the clothes from her suitcase and carried them to the
balcony.
Within two minutes, as Sherry was watching, Mrs. Perry's voice suddenly came out, and it was much
more serious, "Sherry, come here."
Sherry pressed the pause button while going over, "What's wrong?"
Mrs. Perry was standing in front of the washing machine, with her pile of dirty clothes in front of her.
Sherry was confused, "Mom, what's wrong?"
Mrs. Perry turned her head to look at her and spoke in a serious voice, "Sherry, tell me honestly, have
you had a boyfriend lately?"
"No. I ..." Sherry's eyes fell on the dress in Mrs. Perry's hand, and all of a suddenly the alarm went off
in her head.
It was the same dress she had worn back to City N yesterday and...
Memories flashed back.
Shoot.
She only had the memory of putting that into her shirt pocket while talking to Stella, but no memory of
throwing it away ...
Just as she was lost in thought and looked very somber, Mrs. Perry hit her heavily and said through
clenched teeth, "Look what you did. You don't even have a boyfriend, then what are you doing carrying
this around with you!"
The next second, the rectangular box reappeared in her hand.
Sherry almost lost her breath. When she met Mrs. Perry's angry eyes, she hurriedly spoke, "Mom, let
me explain. Someone gave it to me ... when I was at the airport. It was a promotion campaign. It's not
what you think ..."
Mrs. Perry held her temper and said, "Do you take me for a three-year-old child? There are only two
left in the box. It's clearly used..."
She couldn't continue her words.
Sherry's face turned red, and she squeezed the box tightly, wishing she could bump herself into the
wall.
Mrs. Perry lowered her voice and added, “I don't even dare to tell your father about this. Tell me
honestly, did you have a boyfriend abroad? How is that person? How long have you known each other?
Is he reliable?"
Sherry stammered, "Mom, you're asking so many questions."
"You can just answer them one by one. You..." Mrs. Perry stopped mid-sentence and suddenly
remembered something. Her eyes widened, "I remember you went abroad alone?"
"Ah... right."
Mrs. Perry realized that something was wrong, and the anger that she had just suppressed rose up.
She reached out to grab Sherry. "You are really... wild! You're a girl. How could you do such things!"
Naturally, Sherry couldn't just stand there and let her mother catch her. She ran back to her room as
she ducked, "Mom and Dad, I'm going to bed. See you tomorrow!"
Seeing this, Mr. Perry stopped his wife, "Why did you start a fight? Can't you guys just talk calmly?"
"You don't even know that she..."
"What's wrong with her?"
Mrs. Perry was furious and pushed Mr. Perry away. She sat on the sofa and felt a headache.
Sherry went back to her room and looked at the box, the "culprit" in her hand, gritting her teeth. She
wanted to just throw it in the bin but was afraid her parents would see it tomorrow.
It was like a hot potato now, and she couldn't throw it away or keep it.
She pulled open the drawer and shoved the box into the very inside.
“Daniel! You jerk! You better not show up in front of me again!”
...
The next morning, Sherry sneaked out of the house before her parents were up and went to the
hospital.
After hearing her reason for coming, Uncle Bennett took the sample in her hand, "Don't worry. I will
definitely get this done for you."
Sherry said, "Uncle Bennett, when can I get the identification results?"
"Well, it usually took five working days. If you need it urgently, I can get a friend to help. You can come
over tomorrow night."
Sherry handed over what she had bought as well, "Thanks, Uncle Bennett."
The two of them exchanged pleasantries for a while before Sherry left the hospital.
The sun was warm and not as hot as in summer.
Sherry stretched herself. Then, she headed to the mall and bought a lot of things for her parents,
especially her mother.
On her way back, she met Elliot down the block.
Elliot greeted her, "What a coincidence! We meet again."
Sherry gave an awkward smile, "Are you going out?"
"Yes, I have a class this afternoon. I have to go over now."
That was pretty much the end of the greeting.
Sherry nodded gently and took a step to the side, "Bye then. I won't bother you."
Elliot looked at her and spoke a little coyly, "I heard your mom mention you before and saw your
picture. I um... quite like you. Can you give me your contact information?"
Sherry politely declined, "No need for that. I'm leaving in a couple of days. We haven't..."
"Wait a minute, Elliot, I'll give you her number now."
At this time, Mrs. Perry walked over from the side, took out her phone from her bag, and patted Sherry
again, "Give me your phone."
Sherry frowned, "Mom, I ..."
Mrs. Perry glared at her, "Hurry up!"
Sherry didn't want to argue with her, so she could only reluctantly hand over her phone.
After adding the contact information, Mrs. Perry smiled again and said to Elliot, "Alright, I won't delay
you anymore. You should go to work now."
"Okay, bye." As he spoke, he waved at Sherry again and ran away with his head down.
Mrs. Perry withdrew her eyes and handed the phone back to Sherry, "Look how polite Elliot is! He's a
nice fella!"
Sherry snapped, "If you like him so much, just adopt him as your godson."
Mrs. Perry turned her head and said in exasperation, "Shut up, about yesterday's matter, it's not over
yet. Don't go anywhere for the next few days, spend more time with Elliot and go to his school for a
walk. Look at all those young girls in there, so you can have a sense of crisis! You're a grownup, yet
you still make me worry about you!"
Sherry twitched her lips and was about to say something when Mrs. Perry added, "Your father was
found to have high blood pressure some time ago, and his heart is not good. He didn't want me to tell
you about it, but with the way you are, if I don't tell you, I'm really afraid you'll piss him to death one day.
You should think about it. We won't force you to get married, but if there is a suitable one, you could at
least try to start a relationship. Do you really want me and your father to die with everlasting
regret?"
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