Because You Are My Lady novel (Sharon and Stanley) novel Chapter 105

Stanley scolded in a low voice.

Sharon's body stiffened.

Enough already?

Did he think that she was simply making a fuss?

She wanted to have a serious discussion about the divorce, but in his eyes, it was none other than her making a fuss.

How ironic!

Sharon shoved him hard. Stanley pressed on her body and did not move. Instead, he lowered his body, gently licking her slender neck as his hot breath blowing on her cheeks.

Sharon trembled all over.

It felt as if there was an electric current running from her toes to her hair.

"You feel something, don't you?"

His evil voice sounded in her ears.

Shame enveloped her whole body. Annoyed, Sharon waved her hand to slap him, but he grabbed her wrist.

Stanley's eyes were extremely cold. "So, Liam can touch you, but I can't?"

He finally voiced it out. He held it back for a few days, and now he spilled them all out.

He f*cking minded that she was so close to Liam, and couldn't stand that d*mned Liam kissing her,

He couldn't stand all this!

He got more and more infuriated when he thought of it!

Sharon looked at him in disbelief!

How could he say such a thing!

Tears swirled in her eyes. She gritted her teeth and did not let her tears fall.

Tears were worthless.

Stanley could see the tears in her eyes but he couldn't control his emotions. When he thought about the times she spent with Liam on his back, he could go crazy.

His rationality was thrown out the window. He basically lost his sanity and did things without thinking it through.

The harsher Sharon resisted, the angrier he became.

In the end, Sharon gave up. She did not resist nor struggle and let him did whatever he wanted to do.

An hour later, he stopped.

Sharon's eyes were as red as a rabbit's. She curled up in the corner and her big eyes were wide open, looking rather empty.

Stanley sat at the head of the bed and looked at her. He saw her red eyes, pale face, and the pair of lethargic eyes...

He was a jerk just now!

He only cared about his lust and did not care about her feelings at all.

He released all his anger, and she did not say a word throughout the whole process.

Thinking of this, Stanley couldn't help feeling a little annoyed.

He was not even comparable to her when she became indifferent.

Although he was cruel, he was not as cruel as her.

She lay naked outside the quilt. It was cold at night, so he reached out to cover her with a blanket.

When his palm touched her round shoulder, she avoided him as if he was a poisonous snake. "Don't touch me!"

Her voice was hoarse, without the usual sweet and soft tone.

It was the first time that Stanley had seen Sharon like this. Her eyes were so desolate that he panicked.

He looked at her in a daze.

After a long while, he withdrew his hand, and the voice in his heart magnified.

Stanley knew that he had completely fallen in love with her.

When Howard rushed over, it was already late at night. He went straight upstairs with the medicine box.

He pushed open the door of the bedroom. It was dark inside without any light on. He could finally make up a man who was standing by the window through the moonlight outside, frowning and smoking silently.

There was a sense of decadence in the room.

He halted for a moment, and then strode in. He didn't know what he was stepping on that produced a loud cracking sound. He looked down and found that the ground was in a mess. The tea table turned over to one side, and everything that could be broken was smashed.

This place seemed as if it had been ransacked by a group of thieves.

Howard was shocked. "Hey, did you have a fight?"

Hearing his voice, Stanley turned around and pointed to the bedroom. "She's inside. Go and have a look."

Howard sighed and accepted the order to go in with the medicine bag.

Half an hour ago, Stanley called him and asked him to come over with some ointments. He had no choice but to comply.

As soon as he opened the door, Howard was shocked by the scene inside.

"Hey..."

He put down the medicine bag in his hand and walked over immediately.

Sharon was startled by the sudden male voice, thinking that it was Stanley. She hurriedly looked back and found it was Howard.

She pursed her lips and looked at him, holding the thing in her hand tightly, and embarrassment was written all over her face as someone had seen through her plan.

Howard looked at the bedsheet in her hand and said with a faint smile, "Are you going to slip down from the second floor with the sheet like what you watched on TV?"

Sharon blushed as he read through her mind.

Howard did not believe it.

"You are his friend, of course, you would take his side. In the hospital, he asked bodyguards to keep watch on me and not let me step out of the ward. This is considered as imprisonment!"

When it came to this matter, Sharon was still angry.

Howard laughed. "The bodyguards were assigned there to protect you, not to imprison you."

Sharon sat up with the support of the sofa and pursed her lips. "Do you think I will believe..."

"I don't have to lie to you."

Howard interjected with a stern face before she could finish. "When you were admitted to the hospital, he assigned bodyguards to protect you in order to prevent Liam from approaching you... Liam is a pervert. He could do anything. Stanley was afraid that he would sneak into the ward to hurt you, so he sent someone to protect you."

Sharon stood still and couldn't say a word.

No, she didn't believe Stanley was not trying to protect her!

He just wanted to imprison her!

Glancing at the stunned woman, Howard sighed. "Take a rest and take care of the wounds. Don't exert too much force."

After that, he closed the door and separated the darkness from the light.

The living room outside the bedroom was dark, and the smell of cigarettes was floating in the air. Howard came to the balcony where Stanley was leaning against the railing. The only light in the darkness was the cigarette in his hand, which was flashing like a firefly.

"Ahem."

Howard cleared his throat and walked over. "Her arm is dislocated. I have already fixed it. It's no big deal."

Stanley smoked silently.

Howard thought for a moment and added, "Be careful next time. Don't act so barbaric. She is such a delicate and sweet little girl but you tormented her to such a sad state."

Stanley slightly frowned, but he still didn't say anything.

Howard simply took out a cigarette and lit it.

He took a deep breath and glanced at him. "Also, don't be so bad-tempered. If you do something touching, you should say it out. If you don't tell her, she won't know."

He obviously wanted to protect her, but he made her misunderstand that he wanted to imprison her. Why would he let this kind of misunderstanding pester and not explain himself?

Howard shook his head and sighed. "You are already a 30 years old man who only had a relationship with Rebecca seven years ago. Old man, this is not how you treat a woman in a relationship. You will only suffer in the end if you go on like this."

Howard was the only one who kept talking. Even if he had a good temper, he couldn't stand the stuffy puppet next to him.

Howard rolled his eyes and put a bottle of medicine beside him. "Apply it on her, three times a day. It can relieve pain and swelling. If the situation persists, take her to the hospital."

After that, he turned and left.

The living room was very quiet almost without any sound, so when Stanley whispered, Howard almost couldn't believe it.

He turned to look at him and widened his eyes in shock. "What did you say? Say it again!"

Stanley looked up and his dark and deep eyes were thicker than the night as he said, "Howard, I think I may fall in love with her."