Because You Are My Lady

Chapter 76

Sharon's heart was beating rapidly and her breathing was somewhat accelerating as Stanley came to her one step at a time. She dared not look at his eyes and hurriedly lowered her head.

"Raise your head and look at me!"

Stanley's cold voice resonated above her head.

Sharon bit her lips and did not raise her head.

Frowning, Stanley stretched out his slender hand, pinched her chin, and forced her to look at him.

Sharon pushed his hand away, her face blushing a little. "If you have something to say, just say it. Don't be so rude."

Stanley looked straight at her. "Are you happy with the outcome of my work?"

"No!"

Sharon shouted back.

Stanley was angry. "Why not? What else do you want?"

"We're not at fault. Melody and I did nothing wrong. That was self-defense. Why do you want us to apologize to Jewel?" Sharon pursed her lips in dismay. "I can't accept it."

Stanley laughed, albeit frustrated. "Even if you can't accept it, you have to!"

"Tyrant!"

"Why you..."

"Am I wrong?" Sharon looked up at him. "Jewel was the one who started it first. If she didn't deliberately harm me, would she have been admitted to the hospital? It's all her fault!"

Obviously, Stanley was pissed by her sharp tongue. "Okay, okay, okay!"

When he said the three "okays" in a fit of anger, blue veins popped out on his forehead and he turned around angrily.

"Bang!" He closed the door of the ward with great force, which was loud enough to shake the ceiling.

Melody went over to pull her and sighed. "Mr. Jones handled it perfectly. Why did you offend him?"

Sharon sat on the chair and looked a little dispirited. "Melody, actually, I also know that I have hit Jewel too hard. I hold part of the responsibility in this case."

"Then why are you still so stubborn?"

"He is still defending Jewel, and he is still taking her side. When I think of this, I become angry, so I can't control my emotions." Sharon sighed.

After saying that, she didn't receive any response for a long time.

Sharon frowned and looked up. "Melody..."

Melody looked down at her and stroke her chin. There was a trace of inquiry in her eyes as she said with a hint of certainty, "Sharon, are you falling in love with Stanley Jones?"

Sharon blurted out loud, "No!"

She was very clear of her identity and status. It was absolutely impossible for her to like him.

Melody rolled her eyes. "Why did you deny it so quickly if you don't?"

Sharon avoided her eyes and said, "I'm just afraid that you'll misunderstand me..."

"OK, don't explain it. If you say you don't like him, then you really don't like him. I believe you."

Melody curled her lips. This girl might like Stanley, but she didn't know it yet.

On the other hand, Shawn Lewis had been frantically searching for Sharon in Beachmarsh City these days. He did not base in Beachmarsh City, so he had limited resources and network.

So far, he only knew about her education information. Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

He didn't know where her home was or what situation she was in now.

It was getting dark. Shawn stood in front of the French window, holding a glass of red wine in his hand. He could not control his emotions when he thought of the short unexpected encounter that day.

How could he let her disappear in front of him?

Shawn blamed himself for not holding her hand tightly at that time.

"Knock, knock..."

There was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

Shawn gulped down the red wine in the glass and withdrew his thoughts.

Peter pushed the door open and came in. "Young Master Lewis, this is Evonne Murray's information."

Back then, Shawn had lived in the Cruz residence for a few years, so he was somewhat familiar with the family's situation. He knew that Sharon's mother was called Evonne Murray, and she moved to Beachmarsh City after marrying another man.

This was also the reason why Shawn came to Beachmarsh City this time. He wanted to get Sharon's news from Evonne.

However, he didn't expect that on the second day of his arrival, he bumped into Sharon whom he missed so much on the street.

This was the second chance that God had given him, and he would definitely not let it go.

Shawn took the documents from Peter and began to read them.

After a brief view, he threw the information aside and said, "I want to meet Evonne. Arrange a meeting for us."

Peter nodded and said, "I'll get it done."

Stanley, who left angrily, came to a club.

When he thought of Sharon argued with him in the ward, he became agitated.

With his mind in a mess, he picked up the wine glass on the coffee table and raised his head to gulp it down. His sexy throat bobbed following his drinking motions.

When Howard came in, Jimmy was singing karaoke. When the waiter saw him coming in, he immediately served drinks and snacks.

Howard threw a grape into his mouth, came to Jimmy, and nudged him with his elbow, "Hey, what's wrong with him?"

Without turning his head, Jimmy said, "Getting drunk."

Stanley, who was drinking beer one bottle after another, sat there alone, surrounded by the hazardous air of danger. There were a lot of empty beer bottles on the tea table. Obviously, he had drunk a lot.

"What day is it today?" Howard rubbed his chin. "It's not Rebecca's death anniversary. Why does he drink so much?"

In the first few years after Rebecca's death, Stanley often drank alcohol. In the past few years, he was getting better and didn't drink so much now.

Hence, it had already given them a subconscious impression that whenever Stanley drunk, it must be because of Rebecca, and he came out to drink away his sorrow.

Jimmy put down the microphone and hooked Howard's shoulder with a despicable smile. "He is in a bad mood because of his wife."

Howard thought for a long time, but he couldn't think of Stanley's wife's name, so he didn't bother to ask and said directly, "What's wrong? Did they have a fight?"

Jimmy told the whole story, and Howard was delighted to hear it. "That girl is so capable that she actually sent Jewel to the hospital. She is a wonder woman, and I admire her."

"Before I came here, I went to the hospital for duty purpose and met Stanley who happened to come out of the ward. You didn't see how gloomy his face was at that time, which was extremely terrifying. When he saw me, he dragged me here without hesitation."

Only then did Howard know the reason why Stanley drank to such an extent. He muttered in a low voice as an evil thought sprouted in his mind, "Call Anthony and ask him to bring Stanley's little wife here. I want to meet her."

"What if Stanley doesn't want to see her?"

"Are you stupid? Stanley must have some feelings about that young lady. You know him. He doesn't care about all the people and things, and now that he comes here to drink because he fought with his wife, it means that he absolutely cares about her!"

Jimmy thought about it and felt that what he said made sense.

They were all men, and they knew what men were thinking. If they really had no feelings for a woman, their emotions would never be influenced by her.

The door of the private room was pushed open again. The man was burly and had distinct facial features.

His every step was very imposing and his temperament was much more masculine than that of an ordinary man. There was a sense of integrity and majesty between his eyebrows, which gave out a solemn vibe.

He saw Howard and Jimmy chatting with their hands on each other's shoulder, so he raised his eyebrows and walked over. "Hey, what are you talking about?"