Because You Are My Lady

Chapter 214

Sharon did not answer. This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

Raising his voice, Stanley asked again, "Who am I?"

The strength in his hand increased which made Sharon's face wrinkle up. Her expression showed discomfort.

Seeing that, Stanley could not bear with it. Fearing that she would be in pain, his heart softened. Then he loosened his grip, and let her go.

The woman who had been silent all along finally spoke in an extremely low voice. "My husband."

Surprised, Stanley's movements paused, and his eyes were filled with tenderness. "Idiot."

Sharon suddenly sat up straight with her eyes wide open. Fiercely, she pulled the man's collar. "What were you yelling at me for?"

Indifferently, Stanley swept a glance at the small hand on his collar. "Are you sober now?"

While patting her own head, Sharon said, "I'm not drunk!" 'How much did you drink?" The man squinted his eyes slightly as he did not believe her nonsense.

As she smacked her mouth, Sharon said, "Not much... Burp..." Before she could finish, she burped, then quickly covered her mouth in embarrassment. Within seconds, her face flushed scarlet.

"So, you still want to stick with the- not drinking much- act?" Even though Stanley showed a face of disgust, he still reached out to grab a bottle of water, then opened it. He frowned as he handed it over. "Drink."

Anger rose from the embarrassment Sharon had just made. Her image was all ruined.

Dispirited, she lowered her eyes. Still, she took the bottle from his hand, and took a sip.

Stanley lifted his chin and said, "Drink more."

What a demanding man.

Pursing her lips, Sharon obediently drank more. Satisfied, Stanley only took over the bottle, and motioned for her to sit properly. Then, he started the car and left.

On the way back, the woman on the passenger side was obedient. Without saying a word, she tilted her head as she looked out of the window. Her small body was curled up, making her extremely cute.

Looking at her a few times, Stanley smiled unconsciously. He did not even notice, that he was so gentle.

Back at the villa, he called out in the car, "We're here."

The woman in the passenger seat did not move.

Hence, Stanley frowned as he leaned over to take a look, and realized that she had fallen asleep. No wonder she had been so quiet this whole car ride.

Getting out of the car, he walked to the other side and opened the door. The man bent down and carried the woman out of the car.

Since she was very thin, there was almost no weight. Carrying her in his arms felt burdenless.

With two hands tied, Stanley could not open the door. Therefore, he stood by the window. Luckily, Hazel saw him, and she immediately came over. "Ah, what's wrong with Sharon?"

Carrying her upstairs, Stanley said, "She drank too much."

With that, Hazel said, "Well, do have a good rest. I'll find some hangover medicine for her. Maybe it will make her more comfortable the next morning?"

"It's upstairs. I'll give it to her later."

"Alright."

Feeling weightless, Sharon felt as if she was floating on the sea. So light, she felt like a feather, but without any center of gravity, she started to panic.

Awakened by that, suddenly she opened her eyes.

The moment she had awakened, she was stunned.

"Why... Why am I naked...?"

Touching herself, she mumbled in a daze.

"Who takes a shower without stripping naked?"

All of a sudden, a deep and hoarse voice sounded behind her which scared Sharon so much that she screamed.

Looking back, she saw Stanley lay behind her. He looked lazy yet sexy, and his upper body was exposed. The water droplets slid off his wheat-colored skin, and fell into the water, causing ripples.

Seeing that, Sharon pointed at the person behind her. Whilst, pointing at him, she then looked at herself. "Why are we both naked?"

Closing his eyes, Stanley said concisely, "To take a bath."

"Why are you taking a bath with me?" Sharon was furious.

"I don't want to sleep in the same bed with someone that reeks of alcohol."

Stunned, she slowly came to her senses after a few seconds. The memories slowly returned. In the private room, Stanley and Jimmy went out to speak. Subsequently, she and Ariah started drinking while they talked. In the end, they were out of control. They kept on drinking more and more alcohol until everything became a blur.

Now that she was sober, she only then realized that she was in the bathtub. Moreover, she was in the same bathtub as Stanley.

Although they had done the most intimate things, it was still the first time they had taken a bath together.

With that, Sharon curled up into the deepest corner of the tub. Beneath the splash of water, there was an infinite temptation. She did not even know where to look. Luckily, the man leaning against the other end had his eyes closed, and did not look around.

Only then did she let out a sigh of relief.

It was a little awkward.

Sharon cleared her throat and tried to find a topic. "Well, what did you talk to Jimmy about in the club?"

Without moving, Stanley said, "Nothing much, we were just smoking."

Sharon did not believe it at all. "Ariah had told me that it's best to not believe the words of men, and to always keep an eye on them."

Hearing that, Stanley opened his eyes. His pitch-black eyes were filled with displeasure. "Did she say so?"

Sharon nodded: "Yes."

"Stop contacting her in the future, and don't meet up with her either."

Confused, Sharon asked, "Why?"

"She's a bad influence."

"She is quite nice."

The man, who had been leaning against the tub, suddenly straightened his body. The line on the upper part of his naked body was sharp and tight. As he held both hands on his knees, the action made his muscles more solid and powerful.

As a result, Sharon swallowed her saliva.

Waving at her, Stanley said, "Come here."

Sharon shook her head. Right now, she could feel that the man's entire body was filled with danger, just like a beast.

There was a faint smile on Stanley's lips. "The water is cold, and the shower is over."

Pointing towards the outside, Sharon said, "You go first."

Stanley arched his brows. Without a word, he stood up.

With a splash, the sound of water could be heard.

All of a sudden, she saw the mature body of the man. Every muscle and line of his body was full of temptation.

Turning her head away. Sharon's face was hot. She thought of how his body was intimate and rough with her.

The handsome and elegant man took the bath towel, tied it, and walked out without looking at her.

Sharon patted her cheeks. Phew, it was hot.

Soaking herself in the cold water for a while before getting up.

Then, she went out of the bathroom and came to the outside. There was no one in the bedroom.

Taking out her pajamas, she put them on. Looking around the room, she saw the man smoking on the balcony.

Under the moonlight, Stanley's body seemed to be covered in a layer of silver light.

Staring at him, Sharon was lost in thought.

Right until the man on the balcony came in, he closed the door, and waved his hands in front of her. By then, Sharon only then came to her senses. She then frowned, "Did you smoke?"

Flickering the cigarette ashes in his hand, Stanley said, "I was bored waiting for you."

Ever since they had been married, Sharon discovered that he loved smoking. Lighting a cigarette whenever he liked, whereby his body always had a faint scent of tobacco.

Although he smoked, he would seldom smoke in front of her.

Which was different from now. Now, he was holding a cigarette in his hand and spat out a mouthful of smoke.