Chapter 1248

Sherry had a nightmare. She dreamed that she was being chased by someone. Then she fell off the cliff and dangled over a thick branch. Then, it was John who came to her rescue. Not Sylvia, not Odell. He was wearing all white and his gold-framed glasses shone underneath the moonlight. He leaned over the edge of the cliff and smiled cunningly at her. “Sherry, you’ve got two options. Either I pull you up and you come with me, or you can plunge to your death.” Underneath the thick shroud of darkness, his terrible glower seemed to shine like that of the devil’s. His smile was crooked and sinister. She was filled with fear and hatred for the man. She had a feeling that he would torture her to death if she fell into his clutches again. She looked at the river underneath and threw herself off the branch. A rush of fear met her at the same ferocity as the raging currents underneath. Then, she shot up from her bed with a loud cry. Sylvia, who was sleeping on the reclining