Chapter 352
Chapter 352
If it weren't for the sudden knock on the door at that time, Sharon believed that she would have been in grave danger.
At the thought of that, she couldn't help but feel a chill running down her spine.
Since Stanley was hugging her tightly, she could feel the slight changes and tremors in her body. Frowning, he pulled her closer into his embrace. "What's wrong?"
Sharon whispered, "It's cold."
It was only then that Stanley realized that her hair was still wet because she had just finished showering. He guessed that she had been trying to look for a hairdryer in the living room, which was when she heard him call Jimmy.
Touching the wet clothes on her shoulder, he directly pushed her aside and looked for a hairdryer to dry her hair.
The buzzing sound echoed through the living room as Stanley was gently drying her short hair, which was very long four years ago.
As he inserted his fingers into her hair, her body shrank. Without noticing the changes,
Stanley directly said, "Just keep your hair."
After calming down, she replied, "It'll be inconvenient for me. In the past, I was single and had enough time to do anything. Now that I have two children, I have to divide the time into three portions. It's too timeconsuming for me to wash long hair, so I want to cut the hair a little shorter next month. When I do the washing..."
"You're not allowed to cut it!"
Before Sharon could finish her words, Stanley, who was standing behind her, had cut her off aggressively.
Stunned, she mumbled, "This is my hair, so I can cut it whenever I want..."
Just as the sound hairdryer stopped abruptly, she was pulled toward him. Her shoulders tightened, and she stared at him.
"You look great in long hair. Just keep it. In the future, the family will hire a nanny to take the children to school and prepare the meals. This will save a lot of time, and you will have the time to wash your hair."
That rendered her speechless.
"Did you hear that?" Seeing the hesitant look on Sharon's face, Stanley threw away the hairdryer in his hand and pulled her into his embrace. Then, he lowered his head and sniffed her body.
The actions made her a little shy, so she stretched out her hand and tried to push him away but she couldn't escape from him at all.
Slowly, he went overboard by putting his chin on her shoulder as half of his face was buried in her neck. He then started to sniff at her body more intensely, which made her feel hot. "What are you doing?" she asked in a trembling manner.
Stanley's voice was hoarse as he said, "You smell so good..."
As she licked the corner of her mouth, she tried to think of a way to divert his attention. As soon as she thought of something, she immediately asked, "W-Wait a minute, I have something to ask you!"
"OK."
In spite of that, her arms still tensed up.
Sharon had no choice but to maintain this posture and ask him, "How did you find that villa?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Stanley's movements slowed down. After a while, he admitted, "Ryan told me."
"Oh, so it was Ryan who saved my two children and me today. I'll have to thank him next time." Sharon finally learned the truth.
After she finished her words, Stanley, who was hugging her, remained silent for a long time. Secretly, she was suspicious of what was wrong with him. Just when she was about to speak, her body was abruptly pushed onto the sofa, and she thought that he was about to do something bad. Before she could react, he had already hugged her tightly. An apologetic tone came from Stanley, "It's my fault for not protecting you. I'm sorry."
Sharon stood rooted to the spot. She did not expect that he would actually apologize for such a small matter, and his voice sounded extremely guilty. As her heart tightened, she quickly said, "It has nothing to do with you; this is all your father's fault... You should not blame yourself for Isai's mistake."
How could he not blame himself? If it weren't for him, if Sharon had nothing to do with him, perhaps these things wouldn't have happened.
Once Sharon uttered those words, Stanley still did not make a move, and she knew that he was blaming himself for this matter. Although the children were fine, she was still scared now when she thought about it. Therefore, she could understand Stanley's feelings at that moment and allowed him to carry herself without saying anything.
A moment later, Stanley moved and raised his face to kiss her forehead in a movement as gentle as water. Sharon was shocked by his action, but just as she was about to speak, she saw that his eyes had turned red.
She was shocked to realize that he cried.
Did Stanley really cry because of her and the two children?
That was impossible!
Sharon could not believe what she had just seen, so she said, "D-Did you cry?"
"No, I did not!"
Before she could finish her sentence, his cold and emotionless voice interrupted her.
"Hmph!" Sharon curled her lips. She did not believe such a quick denial.
But amusement bred in her heart. She found Stanley a little cute when he cried.
She then sized him up with her cunning eyes. With a provoking expression, she wondered why a man like him would cry. Infuriated, he pressed her body down and directly kissed her.
"Mmm..."
Being pressed down by Stanley, she could only grunt and resist.
After all, it was inconvenient to do what he wanted to do in the living room. After he kissed her a few times, he directly carried her, who was limp in his arms, into the bedroom, and there were only the two of them on the spacious bed. Placing her beneath his body, he smiled faintly as he said, "So you have deliberately put the child in the next room, huh?"
Stunned, she understood what he meant. "Who did it on purpose? I was afraid that you'd come to me in the middle of the night and make it uncomfortable for the four of us to sleep together. Get out of my bed and sleep on the sofa. You're just taking advantage of my kindness. Shoo!" she responded with a flushed face.
It was terrifying for a shy woman to fly into a rage, and it took some time for him to comfort her so that she would stop scolding him. NôvelDrama.Org is the owner.
Stanley found that her eyes were especially bright when she was angry. Looking at her black pupils, he was almost able to see his appearance in her eyes. Stroking her cheek, he asked softly, "Did Isai do anything to you after he brought you there?"
When he asked this question, his eyes were even darker than Sharon's, but she still caught a hint of coldness in his eyes.
As she shivered, she quickly shook her head. "No, he didn't hit me. I'm fine."