Because You Are My Lady

Chapter 116

Sharon could not believe her eyes.

This was not real!

She must have been dazzled!

As if he had felt something in his heart, the man who was hanging his head low suddenly raised his head slowly and looked in her direction.

As their eyes met, their past memories flashed across their minds like a flash flood.

Sharon almost forgot to breathe.

The man walked over to her. At first, he was skeptical, trying to sound her out. At last, he increased his pace and walked to her firmly.

He recognized her!

Sharon turned around and wanted to run away, but her legs seemed to be rooted on the spot and she couldn't move.

It was only a few steps away, but the man was huffing and puffing. He could feel his emotions were in a mess.

"S-Sharon?"

Shawn called out softly, and his voice was as light as a gust of wind. It was as if he was afraid that she would disappear if he said her name loudly.

The familiar cry resonated into Sharon's ear. She couldn't help but burst into tears. It was really Shawn.

How did he find out about the hospital?

Was he the man who had been to the hospital these two days? Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

"Sharon!"

After confirming it was her, Shawn pulled her into his arms and hugged her tightly. He had come here several times and had been expecting her to appear.

Abruptly, she came into his sight.

She was a young late-teen when he left her, but now she had grown into a beautiful woman.

Shawn hugged her tightly, and his strength was so strong as if he wanted to melt her into his body.

Sharon started to become breathless and her mind went blank.

In the corridor, nurses turned to look at them and whispered to each other behind her back.

Some nurses knew the relationship between Stanley and her.

All of a sudden, Sharon came to her senses and pushed him away.

In the president's office on the 28th floor.

In just one morning, Anthony had gathered all the information about Fusion Fortune Holdings.

"Boss, this is what you asked me to investigate."

Stanley put down the black pen in his hand, took the top document of the pile, and flipped it open.

Fusion Fortune Holdings, which started as an entertainment media, had gained a foothold in Beachmarsh City in just a few years, even surpassing some of the major media companies. In the

past two years, it had even begun to acquire some small companies, indicating an evident ambition.

Stanley narrowed his eyes and drummed his fingers on the document. "It takes a lot of money to acquire and merge companies. What's more, Fusion Fortune Holdings is an investment company, which also requires large capital funds. Where did Liam get so much money?"

He was known to be the second son of the Jones Family. He might have some hefty pocket money but definitely not a considerable capital fund to run a company.

Anthony pointed to the name on the file and said, "Master Liam... I mean, Liam Frazier has a deputy general manager who helps him a lot. His name is Harvey Wells. I don't know his identity as I can't find much information about him."

Stanley closed the folder and sneered. "Someone is commanding behind him. No wonder he can rise so quickly."

Anthony understood that he was talking about Liam. After thinking for a while, Anthony said, "Liam had been living abroad for a few years. Maybe he gathered his power and influence when he was abroad."

If his identity had been exposed by then, Fusion Fortune Holdings would not have been as strong as it was now.

He was abroad, but he had gradually expanded his company in the country to this extent, indicating that his ability was extraordinary.

Stanley leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes. A sharp curve appeared at the corner of his thin mouth. After a while, he said, "Keep an eye on his company for a while. I want to see what kind of trick he has up his sleeves."

"Yes."

Anthony packed up the folders and planned to go out.

"Wait."

Stanley called out to him.

Anthony turned back and asked, "Anything, Boss?"

"When I married Sharon, you handled a lot of our stuff. Does Sharon have a brother?"

Stanley Asked, keeping a straight face.

Although Sharon said that he was a friend, he did not believe her.

When she called after the guy's name as he was hugging her, her face was so enchanting, it was as if she was calling the person from the bottom of her heart.

Women had a keen intuition, and men sometimes had it too.

Subconsciously, he felt that there was something wrong with the guy that Sharon mentioned.

Anthony thought for a moment and shook his head. "Madam is the only daughter of the Cruz Family. She doesn't have a brother, but I'm not sure if she has any cousin."

They hadn't checked Sharon's information before 20 years old, so they didn't know much about her past.

"Okay, I got it."

Stanley frowned and answered, thinking that he was overthinking this. Maybe Sharon really just had a hometown friend with who she was familiar.

In the ward.

A woman was sitting and a man was standing.

Sharon sat in a chair in a daze. Although her eyes fell on the bed, the look in her eyes was obviously blank.

She had never expected to meet Shawn in the hospital.

Just now, outside the ward, he was holding her so tightly that she almost couldn't get rid of him.

Fortunately, she managed to push him away in the end. He seemed to understand her awkwardness, so he didn't force her and followed her into the ward without saying a word.

She felt a scorching gaze looking at her. Shawn stared at her who was on the chair with his burning glares.

He didn't want to move his eyes away from her.

He had been away from her for four years and missed her every single day. Now that they met, he wished he could hold her forever and feel her.

But she...

Shawn frowned, and there was some confusion on his handsome face. She was avoiding him.

She didn't look at him and ignored him. There was no happy expression on her little face, but only alienation.

Did she still hate him?

She hated him for having sex with Cecilia in those days and hated him for leaving without saying goodbye.

With a sigh, Shawn raised his hand and wanted to touch her.

Sharon, who was sitting in the chair, suddenly stood up. "I need to use the toilet."

Then she strode to the bathroom.

Shawn's raised hand slowly fell down.

There was a sound of water coming from the bathroom. He looked around and found that every VIP ward was equipped with the best setup. It didn't look like a hospital ward, instead, it looked more like a small studio apartment that was clean and refreshing.

Evonne's words echoed in his mind again, "Sharon has hooked up with a rich man. When she goes out, she has a luxury car to pick her up and goes to a luxurious restaurant for dinner. She is not ordinary now. If you go to find her, she may look down on you."

Evonne had always disliked Sharon, and what she said was also very mean.

Shawn didn't believe it at first, but then he got the hospital's address from Liam and found it personally.

He came, saw it, and understood the whole situation.

This was a special class ward, which was reserved for leaders and important figures. Money couldn't buy your way to stay in this ward, but only the influential figure and connection could get such a good treatment.

He had been staying here for the past two days, and he had been thinking a lot. He began to believe what Evonne said. Did Sharon really take the wrong path?

Thinking of this, Shawn glanced at the bathroom with his cold eyes, and there was a bit of chill in his glances.

Sharon looked at herself in the mirror. Her eyes were slightly red, and her face was pale, looking rather miserable.

She lowered her head to the sink and washed her face with cold water. After taking a few deep breaths, she slowly adjusted her emotions. Since Shawn had already come to the hospital, it was impossible to escape from him like the previous two times.

There was always a solution to a problem.

People always had the ability to solve problems.

After thinking of it, she gradually calmed down.

She pushed the door open and went out. As soon as she stepped out, a sturdy body blocked her way.

Shocked, Sharon quickly retreated, but because it all happened too abruptly, she sprained her ankle, staggered, and was about to fall down.

"Be careful!"

Shawn quickly wrapped his warm arm around her waist and pulled her back.

Sharon bumped into Shawn's chest. He held her tightly, breathing heavily as he exerted some force in pulling her.

He had changed. Not only his appearance had changed but also physically. He was more mature now and full of male charm. Every move he made permeated the manly power.

Sharon leaned on his chest, taking in his minty fresh odor.

All of a sudden, she thought of Stanley as there was also a similar scent from his body. Every time she approached him, her heart beat faster.

Sharon withdrew her thoughts and came out of his arms. She leaned against the wall and lowered her eyes. "Thank you. I'm fine."

Shawn stared at her long and trembling eyelashes. He wanted to approach her, but he was afraid of scaring her. He felt as uncomfortable as if he suffered a withdrawal from drugs.

Pushing him aside, Sharon walked toward the bed, but as soon as she took a step, she hissed in despair and her face was pale.

"What's wrong?"

Shawn frowned and held her.

Sharon bit her lip and moved her ankle, but the moment she moved, she felt a sharp pain. She must have sprained her ankle just now.

All of a sudden, she felt her body lighten as she was carried by a pair of strong arms.

"What are you doing?" Sharon was shocked, slightly angry, and struggled. "Let me down!"

"Don't move!" Shawn carried her.

Sharon blushed. "Shawn, put me down!"

Ignoring her, Shawn directly held her to the side of the sofa, and then put her down.

"You can't move your legs if you sprain your ankle. Do you want to become a cripple?"

Sharon took a deep breath and endured the anger.

Fortunately, he did not go too far.

Shawn frowned and squatted down in front of her. He lifted her injured foot without taking off her shoes and put her foot directly on his knee.

"What are you doing?" Sharon struggled.

"I told you not to move!"

Shawn held her slender ankle tightly. "Here?"

He pinched her ankle and pressed it.

Sharon frowned, and the pain was self-evident. She gritted his teeth and answered, "Okay."

Shawn looked down at her wound and found that it wasn't a big problem. "Maybe it's just a minor sprain. It can be treated with an ice pack. There's no refrigerator here. Shall I go down and buy you ice cubes?"

Sharon looked at him in a daze and did not speak.

Shawn got up. "Be good and stay here. I'll come back soon, okay?"

As he spoke, he walked out. When he pushed open the door and went out, he turned and took a deep look at her with complex emotions in his eyes. He wanted to say something, but finally, he held it back.

Then, he turned around and left.

Sharon lowered her head. Memories of the past rushed into her mind that caused her a headache.

It was Sharon's birthday when Shawn left. She bought a small cake and looked for him excitedly, only to see Cecilia sleeping on his bed naked, hugging each other.

She threw the cake on them. The youthful and energetic Sharon ran away in a rage with her eyes swollen from crying. Shawn did not catch up with her.

That was the last time they saw each other until now. They finally met again.

She didn't understand. Why did he suddenly appear again after gone for several years?

Did he suddenly think of her existence?

"Clang!" The door of the ward was opened, pulling Sharon back to her senses.