Because You Are My Lady

Chapter 202

Sharon was startled for a moment, then suddenly came back to her senses. Her heart trembled, but then she laughed. "Okay, if you want to choose her, go ahead!"

Her answer was so direct that Stanley gritted his teeth and said, "You're really generous! Hand me over to someone else?"

"You're the one who says that you choose to be with her..."

"Yeah, I'm going to choose her!"

Piercing pain spread out from Sharon's chest. She was unable to breathe and felt as if the air had started to thin out.

She clearly knew that she couldn't be compared to Rebecca, and that Stanley would choose Rebecca eventually. However, when he said these words out loud, Sharon felt as if her heart had been pierced by a thorn, and she was in spasms from the pain.

The hands in the blankets clenched into fists. "When are we going to get a divorce?"

He seemed to be a little incredulity. "What... What did you say?"

Sharon says with a forced smile, "You choose her, don't you? Then we'll get a divorce. When do you want to do it? Let me know when. I'll be there..."

"Sharon Cruz!" The man sitting at the edge of the bed shouted, anger covering his handsome face.

He stared at her with his dark and cold eyes. "Do you want me to be with her so badly? Wanna divorce me so badly?"

No, she didn't want to...

She wanted him to be with her. She didn't want him to go to another woman!

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With a flick of the bed, Stanley stood up. The man's back was tall and straight as he walked straight to the bedroom door. Sharon looked at him and blurted out, "Where are you going?"

Stanley felt a surge of wrath in his chest that couldn't be vented out. He wanted to beat someone up. He sneered and said, "You want me to choose Rebecca, don't you? I'm going to see her now."

Sharon's breathing became sluggish, and she was on the verge of collapse.

The door of the bedroom had been opened, and the frigid man was about to leave.

"Don't let him go!"

A voice in her mind was talking to her.

All of a sudden, Sharon lifted the blanket, bounced up from the bed, and rushed over with big steps. With a bang, she slammed the half-open door shut, stood firmly in front of the door, her chest heaving up and down as she raised her head and stared in shock at the man. "You can't leave!"

Stanley narrowed his eyes.

Sharon stood in front of the door, fuming with anger. "You're not allowed to leave! You haven't divorced me yet. If you dare to look for another woman now, it is called extramarital affairs!"

She was so angry that she swore, regardless of her ladylike image, "If you dare to leave, I'll break your legs!"

A smile flashed across the man's dark black eyes, and he said in a low and sharp voice, "Break my legs? How? Huh?"

"Speak! How will you break my legs?" This little vixen dared to raise her voice and confront him now.

Sharon was rendered speechless by his imposing manner. Thinking that it was his fault and she was right, she immediately became more aggressive. "I'll break them with a stick. If you dare to leave, I'll beat the hell out of you!"

"Aren't you afraid that I'll call the police?"

"The police won't care about family affairs. This is a quarrel between the couple. They can't interfere!"

"What a legal-illiterate. The government came up with the latest domestic violence law. Would you like me to lecture you?"

Sharon was irritated.

Lecture my *ss!

So what if he had a high IQ!

So what if he knew a thing or two about the law!

He was so cocky and arrogant!

Sharon was trembling and angry, staring at him.

The tall, long-legged man stood in front of her, his tall body covering the only light in the bedroom. Sharon, standing in the dark, was surrounded by this man.

"Don't just stand there!" Stanley seemed a little impatient. His slender fingers tugged at his tie. "Get out of the way."

Sharon says urgently, "No!"

She would never let him go to that woman.

Stanley narrowed his eyes. "You really won't let me go?"

"No!"

"Well, you have got balls."

"Yes!"

The man in front of her raised his palm as if he wanted to slap her. Sharon was so frightened that she immediately closed her eyes. The pain she had anticipated did not come. The palm landed gently on her head, and the man rubbed her hair with his wide hands in disgust.

He said, sounding amused, "You have the balls? Where do your balls come from? Huh?"

Sharon opened her eyes. When she saw the malicious look in his eyes, she immediately understood the deeper meaning in his words.

Her face was flushed red. What a rogue!

"Alright, don't block the way. Stand aside." He pushed her aside, insisting on going out.

Sharon was angry and anxious. She directly jumped onto the man's back and pressed him down. "You're not allowed to leave!"

Stanley was shocked. "What are you doing?"

Sharon couldn't be bothered with his chiding. She kicked the door hard and slammed it shut. She then jumped off his back, stood on her toes, and grabbed the man's collar, pulling him to the bed

with great aggressiveness.

She pushed him hard with her small hands and directly pushed the tall man to the bed.

In Stanley's startling gazes, Sharon sat on his waist, pressed both of her hands on his shoulders, lowered her head, and planted a violent kiss on his lips.

Was he being forcibly kissed by a woman?

A hint of astonishment flashed across Stanley's dark and dim eyes.

Sharon shouted fiercely, "Close your eyes!"

Stanley's eyes narrowed dangerously as he asked in a hoarse voice, "Do you know what you're doing?"

She touched the man's well- defined face. "Didn't you see? I want to sleep with you!"

Stanley looked askance at her.

"Why are you looking at me? Do you think I can't do it?" Sharon sneered. "I'm very angry right now. I can do anything."

Stanley remained quiet.

"Why are guys so disgusting and greedy? You have a wife already yet you can't forget about your first love!"

He looked at her quietly.

"You! I'm talking about you and your kind! I am your wife. Why don't you choose me? Why choose Rebecca?"

He blinked.

"Which part of me is not better than Rebecca? Figure, face, or temperament?"

He continued looking at her.

"Talk, you b*stard!"

The man lying on the bed had been silent the entire time, and Sharon had exploded agitatedly.

Stanley's gaze fell on her, his gaze burning like a ball of fire that was about to erupt from the depths of the darkness. The man's sexy Adam's apple moved. "You said you want to sleep with me. I was wondering how long you were going to nag me before doing the deed."

Sharon's eyes widened, dumbfounded.

"Are you not going to walk the talk, coward?" Stanley raised his eyebrows as he tried to provoke her.

How could Sharon possibly be able to win against the sly fox? His casual words ignited her fury. "Who says I'm not going to walk the talk? Just wait and see!"

"I'm waiting."

Fuming, Sharon reached out to take off his clothes. She wanted to show him that she could tame him!

She was not the kind of person who was all bark and no bite.

He was wearing buttoned pajamas. Sharon tried to unbutton them but she couldn't. This frustrated her that she immediately leaned down to bite on him, where her teeth scratched his clavicle. A muffled groan came out of his mouth.

Sharon's heart quivered. His voice was so sexy that it made her hands shake.

She suddenly became timid. What should she do now?

She had never been so proactive and did not know where to start.

"Are you scared?"