Because You Are My Lady

Chapter 33

April 29th, Sunny, Wednesday.

"Thanks to my dear Goddess Melody, the seniors invited us to dinner, and we saved money for a meal. Yeah!"

May 1st, Cloudy, Friday.

"This morning was Miss Cold- blooded Spinster's class. I was yawning all day long because the bastard tortured me for the whole night last night. I was so sleepy but I didn't dare to sleep for fear of being caught. Argh! Stanley, that b*stard!"

B*stard?

Stanley's eyebrows twitched. He put down the diary and took a deep breath, trying to suppress the anger rising out of his heart. Then, he flipped it open again and read the next entry.

May 28th, Sunny, Saturday.

"B*stard! Jerk! You're dating Jewel while sleeping with me. You're a jerk!"

"Go to hell with your Viagra! I can sustain for several hours even without Viagra!"

The enraged man slammed the diary in his hand. If he continued to read it, he would be so pissed off!

He kicked the box back to under the bed, pulled the tie with his beautiful slender fingers, turned his head, and sucked in a deep breath.

Sharon, who was lying on the bed, somehow took off all her clothes, leaving only her underwear wrapping her body.

The young girl, who was in the prime of her youth, had an attractive and curvy figure. Her skin was as fair and creamy as milk, which made his throats tighten.

The desire that he had just suppressed quickly rose again.

Stanley leaned on her with his masculine body. He pinched her face and snorted, "Can you still go to school tomorrow if I take Viagra?"

Sharon snorted with her eyes closed.

Stanley bent over and bit her mouth. "You always put up a good girl image but you scolded me in your diary, huh?"

It was not that she didn't give a d*mn, but she had already vented her anger somewhere else.

Thinking of her gnashing her teeth when she wrote the diary, Stanley was furious. The sensible and well-behaved woman was also very scheming privately.

He kept on kissing her as punishment, but slowly the ambiance changed. NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

Stanley's breath became faster. The almost naked woman was lying under his body. If he didn't do anything, he couldn't call himself a man.

The next day.

On the bus, Sharon cursed Stanley for the thousandth times in her heart. B*stard, b*stard! He actually had sex with her while she was drunk!

"You are so shameless!" she scolded.

She got up early this morning and glanced at the hickeys that covered her body. She knew immediately whose work was those at first glance.

She didn't remember what happened last night. She only remembered that she saw Stanley and Jewel making out in the bar. When she returned to her room, she didn't see Melody. Then she started drinking a lot of liquor, and then she passed out...

The thought of Stanley doing the deed with Jewel first and then her at home made her blood boil. She was trembling agitatedly.

But there was no other way.

She had to endure it.

She was so upset that her eyes reddened on the bus due to the overwhelming emotions, which scared the young girl standing next to her.

The girl asked carefully, "Did you break up with your boyfriend?"

Sharon sniffed. "No."

"Then why are you crying?"

Sharon pursed her lips, reluctant to talk about it to a stranger. The girl handed her a tissue and said, "If it's something you can't say, I can understand. Just cry and let it out; you'll be fine. You'll feel better if you vent it out..."

The girl kept comforting her. Sharon felt the concern from a stranger, and it made her sadder.

Eventually, she burst into tears and whimpered, "My husband cheated on me and I felt wronged. He not only didn't repent but also announced to everyone. I turned a blind eye to all these, but I didn't expect that he was flirting with that woman under my eyes. He's too much, isn't he?"

The girl was dumbfounded. She obviously did not expect to listen to such a tormenting plot of a love story.

"I'm just a young girl. You don't have to spill your messy and complicated relationship problem to me," she thought.

Sharon's whimper aroused the sympathy of other women on the bus. They all came to comfort her and cursed her husband who cheated on her.

The "unfaithful" man sneezed in the office. His secretary immediately asked with concern, "Mr. Jones, did you catch a cold?"

As she spoke, she reached her slender hands out tentatively.

Stanley's face and voice were cold. He didn't even raise his head as he said, "If you don't want to get fired, just stick to your job scope, understand?"

The secretary's heart skipped a beat, and her petty thoughts immediately disappeared without a trace. Embarrassed and awkward, she answered, "I understand."

Then, she put down the coffee, turned around, and went out in embarrassment.

Sharon arrived at the company with a lighter and brighter mood. Sure enough, when people felt wronged in their hearts, they had to vent their anger. It would be too painful to hold it in.

After completing the employment procedures, Sharon grinned delightfully as she held her employee ID.

Her dream was big, but she was realizing it one step at a time.

She could already foresee her vague future. She would save up the money to repay Stanley while working. Her father would wake up one day, and she would rent a small house to take care of him. Life would definitely be hard, but there was joy in suffering.

She was willing to live a life like this, instead of living in Stanley's villa with no dignity.

After finishing all the procedures, Troy Wilson, who was her direct superior and manager of the department, guided her around the department to familiarize herself with it. She greeted the seniors and staff one by one. She was smart and sensible, and her sweet-talking skill had gained favors from her co-workers.

Before leaving, Troy looked at her meaningfully and said, "Sharon, you are a talent. Work hard and you will definitely make great achievements in the future!"

At such a young age, she already had a relationship with the big boss of the Jones Group. She was indeed a rare talent!

Sharon did not understand the meaning behind Troy's words. She took it as a cheer for her and said, "I will work very hard. Thank you, Troy, for giving me the chance to join the company."

"The big boss himself approved your application to the company. It has nothing to do with me; I'm just a small-time manager..."

Of course, Troy did not dare to say that. He just laughed and said formally, "Our company appreciates talents very much. Sharon, you should work hard. When you succeed in the future, please don't forget about me."

This young lady might soar into the sky one day. It was not too late to get on her good side now.

Sharon was a little embarrassed by his remarks.

Troy knew that he had gone too far, so he cleared his throat and turned to leave.

"Mr. Wilson."

Sharon called out.

"Yes? Is there anything you're still unclear of?" "No, I just want to know..." Sharon bit her lip, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Does the president come to this department often?"

If Stanley came down and saw her working here, would he be surprised?

After all, this was his company. She had a valid reason to be worried.

She didn't want to meet him in the company. It was embarrassing to even think about that kind of situation, that's why she asked such a question.

Troy obviously misunderstood her intention as he answered, "If you want to meet the president, you can't meet him here. We are a very big company, and generally, the president won't come down to various departments. Even if he wants to speak with an employee, it is his assistant who would convey his message to the employee. So, Sharon, if you want to see the president, it may be a little difficult."

That was great!

Sharon was overjoyed and relaxed. This was what she wanted. It would be best if she could not see him.

"Okay, got it. Thank you, Troy."

Sharon's happiness was written all over her face. Troy was confused. Shouldn't she be sad? Why did she look so happy?