Because You Are My Lady

Chapter 161

"Huh?"

Sharon was dumbfounded.

"You are the first woman I carry."

It was not very credible coming from a thirtyyear-old man.

Sharon didn't believe him. "You should sharpen up your skill in bluffing. You had a girlfriend. How can you never carry a woman before?"

This was what all the couples would do. Girls would beg their boyfriends to carry them on their backs occasionally.

Did Stanley literally say that he had never carried a woman before, and she was the first he carried?

She didn't believe him.

"No, never. It's up to you to believe me or not."

Sharon looked ahead and saw his pursed thin lips on his handsome face. She rested her chin on his shoulder and thought for a while. "You haven't... carried Rebecca before?"

After acknowledging her feelings for him, Rebecca was still the hurdle she couldn't move on from.

She didn't even care so much about Jewel, but Rebecca was different.

Rebecca was his first girlfriend, his fiancee, and she had passed away...

The man would remember a dead woman for the rest of his life.

Stanley should be no exception. He was carrying her photos with him, which meant he would take out her photos to have a look whenever he missed her.

The more Sharon thought about it, the more upset she felt, so she decided to calm down and not to think about it.

Stanley remained silent though.

He didn't want to tell Sharon about Rebecca so soon.

Even he himself could not accept the fact yet. If he told Sharon, she might not accept it even more.

He would tell her in the future if he had the chance.

Behind him, Sharon felt the strength of his arm and his broad back. His shirt collar was very clean, and his strong yet refreshing body odor made her intoxicated.

Sharon looked at the back of his head, his neck, his earlobe, and the tendons and vessels on his skin...

He was full of temptation.

She licked her lips and her heart skipped a beat. Suddenly, she leaned over and bit his earlobe.

Stanley trembled, and the feeling of numbness spread to his whole body.

He tightened his arms, his Adam's apple bobbing, and asked in a deep voice, "What are you doing?"

She vaguely said, "Punishing you!"

She knew that he wanted to take her away from here so that she would not see Jewel.

As she spoke, the hot breath huffed directly into his ear. Stanley's muscles tightened and he asked, "Seducing me, huh?"

Hearing the strong sense of warning in his tone, Sharon immediately let go of him albeit reluctantly.

This was definitely his sensitive spot.

At the moment when she bit him, he trembled.

Sharon stared at his earlobe. After finding his sensitive spot, she deliberately breathed in his earlobe while talking, "Is it itching?"

Stanley's Adam's apple bobbed again. His whole body trembled and his muscles tightened. He held Sharon's buttocks with some strength. "Little vixen, you do it on purpose, don't you?"

Playing possum, Sharon said with a smile, "What did you say? I don't understand."

Stanley gritted his teeth and warned, "Stay away from my ears!"

He was so fierce!

Sharon pursed his lip. When she was about to speak, she suddenly widened her eyes in shock as if she discovered a rare treasure. "Your ears just turned red! You're shy!"

How could this man, who was extremely unrestrained on the bed, be shy?

This was such a bizarre scene!

No wonder he wanted her to stay away from his ears!

As soon as she finished, she was thrown down from his back. "Ah!" Sharon exclaimed, her heart beating fast. Stanley pulled her again very quickly.

Sharon fell heavily into his embrace as he curled his arms around her waist and hugged her tightly.

Her face stumbled upon his chest, and her whole body lay on his chest. In a few seconds, she experienced thrilling acrobatics in a few seconds that her mind was muddled and she couldn't respond at all.

Her chin was lifted, and Stanley's deep eyes fell on her face. He arched his eyebrows, and there was a hint of banter in his eyes. "Is it exciting?"

Exciting your *ss!

He almost scared her out of her wits!

Sharon punched him with her small fist and said, "You scared the daylight out of me..."

Stanley grabbed her hand and wrapped her small hand with his big hand. "Let's see if you dare to provoke me again!"

There was a price to pay for teasing him.

Frustrated, Sharon wanted to bite and provoke him again, but she didn't dare to as she was afraid of his pranks.

Seeing that her crimped expression, Stanley chuckled, grabbing her hand and walking forward. "Get in the car."

The car was right in front of them. He took out the key and unlocked it, then directly put her in the front passenger seat.

As soon as Sharon sat down, Stanley opened the door and got in at the same time. Before starting the car, he said lightly, "Things were very bland and banal between me and Rebecca. We have

almost never done anything that couples did, so I have never carried her."

Huh?

Did he intentionally explain the situation to her?

Sharon turned her head to look at him and happened to meet his dark eyes. She heard him ask, "What about you? What kind of intimate things did Shawn do to you? Did he carry you on his back?"

Sharon immediately changed the topic awkwardly. "Why is it suddenly so hot in here? It's hot, isn't it? Haha."

Stanley said coldly, "Feeling guilty?"

Sharon immediately went to hold his arm. "Dear, he and I are past tense now. Can you please let it go? Pretty please?"

"Hmph." Stanley snorted softly. "Since you know you and him are past tense, why did you have to stand by his ward for the whole night?"

Sharon pursed her lips sheepishly.

It seemed that he was going to remember this for the rest of his life.

He was so petty-minded.

Sharon massaged her aching forehead.

Stanley started the car and left the apartment complex. "Before we get home, you'd better think carefully about all the things that you have done to me. I'll settle the score with you once we get home."Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

Sharon didn't know what to say.

It was quite terrifying when the old man was getting angry and stubborn. Help.

It was not until their car left that a figure slowly walked out of the corner of the parking lot.

There was no expression on Rebecca's face as she looked coldly in the direction of the car's departure.

She left a deep mark on the wall with one hand before turning around and going home.

When they got home, it was getting dark. Sharon leaned against the passenger seat, pretending to be sleeping.

Would she still be alive if she told him everything about Shawn?

"No, I can't tell him! Absolutely not!" Sharon thought.

After Stanley parked the car and turned off the engine, Sharon did not move at all.

Did she fall asleep?

When he reached out to unbuckle her seat belt, her eyebrows moved slightly with her eyes closed.

Stanley saw it all but he did not say anything. After getting out of the car, he walked to the front passenger side, opened the door, and carried her out of the car.

Sharon's heart was beating rapidly. She didn't expect that he would take the initiative to hug her.

She was so nervous.

Should she hug him back?

No, she was pretending to be asleep! She shouldn't be moving!

She opened her eyes quietly into thin slits to take a peek. Stanley walked forward steadily under the dim night light, and she saw his firm chin and smooth facial features.

He was so handsome.

She closed her eyes again and rubbed her face against his chest.

Stanley pretended that he didn't notice her doing and carried her into the house.

Hazel saw that Stanley came in with Sharon in his arms. She subconsciously lowered her voice and asked, "Is she asleep?"

Stanley nodded.

"Then carry her upstairs." Hazel figured that she might wake Sharon up if she cleaned up the house later.

Stanley didn't say anything and went straight to the sofa. Then he loosened his grip and the woman in his arms rolled down his arms.

"Ah..."

Sharon rubbed her butt as she sat on the sofa. She glared at him and said, "Why did you drop me?"

Stanley looked down at her and said, "Do you still want to pretend?"

Uh...

Did he saw her little trick there?

But she would not admit it.

Sharon curled herself into a ball at the corner of the sofa, looking at Hazel, who was watching them in amusement, with her teary eyes, and whining, "Hazel, he bullies me. Help."

The look in her eyes was so sad that it made people feel sorry for her.

Hazel treated Sharon as her own daughter, so she immediately said, taking Sharon's side, "Mister, why can't you talk nicely to Madam? Besides, you can put her down gently. Why did you have to drop her?"

Sharon nodded wildly.

Hazel added, "Madam is young. Even if she does something wrong, you can tell her nicely."

Sharon arched her eyebrows at Hazel.

Stanley looked at herteasingly.

Sharon glared at him.

Stanley narrowed his eyes. How dare she glared at him!

"Alright, that's enough, both of you. I am fair and won't take sides." Hazel smiled and said, "Dinner will be ready soon. You can eat some fruits first. I'll call you when it's done."

Sharon said obediently, "Okay, thank you, Hazel."

Stanley sat down directly on the sofa and didn't say anything. He picked up the fruit from the fruit plate and ate it. Sharon slapped him lightly, and Stanley's eyes swept over.

Sharon winked at him and said, "Say thank you."

Stanley was stunned.

Hazel had been working with the Jones Family for decades. He had gotten used to her care that he had never thanked her in person.

Stanley took a look at the woman next to him. His gazes were deep, and there were some emotions in his eyes.

"Yes, I should say thank you."

He muttered.

Hazel sighed and thought, "That's what I meant by marrying a virtuous wife."

A good wife would make men more sensible.

"You don't need to thank me. We're family." Hazel smiled with relief. "You'd better eat some fruits first. I'm watching the stew now. Dinner will be ready soon."

"Okay, okay."

As soon as Hazel turned around and left, Sharon sat casually, took the remote control, and began to watch TV.

Stanley gave her a sidelong glance and asked, "Have you thought it through?"

"Ahem!"

She choked on the fruit in her mouth and started coughing.

Why couldn't he forget about this?

"Hubby, I don't quite understand what you're saying," Sharon said sheepishly.

Stanley smiled slightly and said, "It doesn't matter. I have a whole night to let you remember what did I say to her."

A gust of chilly wind blew by.

Sharon felt a coldness that she had never felt before.

She couldn't tell him about what happened between Shawn and her.

She swallowed and grimaced in horror as she thought of his physical strength and his habit of tormenting people. "I won't stay here tonight. I'm going to call Melody and spend my night in her house."

"Bang!" After throwing down the fruit in his hand, Stanley squinted and leaned over like a dangerous beast. "Say it again."