Because You Are My Lady

Chapter 84

"Don't you want to go to bed, Madam?"

Hazel saw that Sharon was so sleepy that she couldn't even keep her eyes open, but she still remained seated on the sofa.

Sharon held Hazel's arm and said coquettishly, "Hazel, talk to me."

"Okay. What do you want to talk about?"

"Anything."

"Well, let's talk about our young master's childhood."

Sharon suddenly composed herself. "Okay, tell me."

Hazel glanced at her with a faint smile. "Young Master was very independent since he was a child, and he was very capable of taking care of himself. At the age of 18, he went to the military academy by himself without any help from the family. It was only after he graduated that the leaders and some students in the school knew his real identity. Well, although he is quite handsome, he has little experience in love, and he is very loyal, unlike some wealthy young masters' profligacy behavior."

Sharon pursed her lips when she heard that.

Hazel noticed it and pinched her nose. "Why? Don't you believe what I said?"

"Hazel, you may have been deceived by that man. When you weren't at home the other night, I called him, but it was a woman who answered his phone."

Sharon could still remember the woman's frivolous voice very clearly.

Although he explained that they didn't do anything, Sharon didn't believe him at all.

What a playboy he was. He was having a scandal with Jewel, and on the other hand, he was spending the night with another woman in Grasmere. Was this what Hazel meant by being loyal and whatnot?

Hazel refused to believe it. "He is not that kind of person. There must be some misunderstanding."

Sharon said angrily, "I heard it with my own ears."

"Maybe it's just a friend and nothing happened between them."

"Which girl would still be in his room at midnight and did not go back to her own room? He was in the shower then!"

Hazel pursed her lips, speechless.

"Young Master, this was your fault for having a lady in your room so late at night. I don't know how to help you smooth this over," Hazel sighed and thought.

At 11 pm.

Sharon's eyelids were getting heavier and heavier to the point where she couldn't hold on any longer, so she switched off the TV and went upstairs.

She couldn't find Stanley in the bedroom. Was he in the study?

She read the book for a while but was absentminded all the way. She kept looking at the door yet she didn't see anyone nor hear any sound.

Was he still working at such a late hour? He should get an award as the country's best president.

After another ten minutes, Sharon couldn't help but get up, throw away the book, and strode toward the study.

She cursed under her breath, "What the hell? Give me a word even if you want to punish me! It's very annoying to leave me hanging like this, okay?"

She pushed the door of the study open and walked in.

There was no one in front of the desk. Sharon took a few more steps in and found Stanley lying on the sofa.

She didn't know whether he was asleep or not. He was closing his eyes with one hand on his forehead. His two slender legs were crossed, looking casual and lazy.

Sharon squatted down in front of him and found that his eyelashes were really long, thick, and black as if he had applied mascara on them.

His nose was tall and straight, and his facial features were prominent and handsome.

This face was like a perfect masterpiece of God.

When she was in a trance, he suddenly opened his eyes, which were shining faintly. Sharon was so scared that she sat on the ground and felt embarrassed. "You... you woke up?"

Stanley looked at her with a frown and said nothing.

"Ahem, uh..." Sharon couldn't help but look at his crotch area. "A-Are you feeling better?"

After taking a deep breath, Stanley asked her, "What are you doing in here?"

"I'm here to check you out and see if you're feeling better." This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

Stanley sneered and said, "I'm still alive and kicking."

That sounded like good news.

Sharon breathed a sigh of relief, got up from the ground, and patted her ass. "You take a rest then. If there's nothing else, I'll go out first."

It was obvious that he was still in a very unstable mood, and she did not dare to stay to piss him off further.

"Stop!"

He huffed with a cold voice.

Sharon stopped and turned around reluctantly. "What else can I do for you?"

Lying on the sofa leisurely, he stretched out his muscular arm and let it hung in the air. "Take it out."

Sharon did not understand. "Take what out?"

"The check Jewel gave you."

Did he know?

When did he find out?

Why didn't he say anything if he knew?

Several questions circulated in Sharon's mind simultaneously. She couldn't figure out what he was thinking.

Although she was surprised, she obediently reached out for her pocket. Suddenly, she remembered that she had taken a bath a few hours ago and the check was inside the pocket of another piece of clothing.

She said to Stanley who was lying on the sofa, "Wait a minute. It's in the bedroom. I'll go and get it now."

With that, she quickly sprinted away.

He got up from the sofa and narrowed his eyes faintly as he watched her leave, and his thin mouth curved into a sharp smirk.

She did not hide the fact that she had received Jewel's money!

He had been holding back the question in his heart and did not ask just to see if she would take the initiative to confess to him. He did not expect that she never came forward and turned herself in on her own accords.

This made him very unhappy.

Soon, Sharon came back and handed over the check. "Here."

Stanley took it and tore it into pieces without looking at it.

Sharon opened her mouth wide in shock.

"Why? Heartbroken?" He leaned back on the comfortable sofa.

Sharon blurted frankly, "A little. That's a hundred thousand."

For a poor woman like her, one hundred thousand was not a small number.

But as soon as she finished speaking, his face was terribly gloomy. Realizing that he might be angry, Sharon immediately changed her words, "No, I'm not heartbroken at all. It's not my money, so there's nothing to be heartbroken about. Haha."

This was also the truth. She didn't intend to take this money anyway. She just wanted to show him Jewel's attitude and means.

Tearing it up was the best idea ever. She was worried that she didn't know what to do with this check.

Stanley's eagle- like eyes were fixed on her face. The reluctance in her eyes could not be concealed, which agitated him.

Was he really worth less than the one hundred thousand?

"Why do you accept this money?" asked Stanley coldly.

"She gave it to me at that time, so I accepted it." Sharon was about to tell him to not let Jewel make her life miserable again, but before she could say it out loud, Stanley opened his mouth again.

"Did you marry me because of my money?"

After asking it, Stanley felt that the question sound very stupid. How could he ask such an idiotic question? Was he really that drunk?

Sharon was a straightforward person, so she blurted out when he asked, "Of course it's because of your money. Do you think I married you because of your temperament?"

At that time, she didn't know him, okay? For her, he was nothing but a stranger.

He suddenly appeared in front of her and said that he would take care of her father and pay all the medical expenses. Sharon had no way out at that time, so how could she not agree to the marriage?

Therefore, it was natural for her to marry him.

There was no sound for a long time in the study. Sharon looked at Stanley who was sitting on the sofa in confusion and shivered in horror.

"Oh my God, is he going to eat me up?" she thought.

He stared at her with his fearsome gloomy eyes like a wild wolf that had been provoked. She figured that he would eat her up if she moved a muscle.

Sharon swallowed and felt a little scared. "Well, I feel so sleepy all of a sudden. Uh, I'm going to sleep now. Bye."

Then she turned around and left quickly.

Fortunately, it was very quiet behind her, so she was certain that he didn't catch up with her.

Sitting as still as a statue on the sofa, Stanley's eyes were deep and dark.

It seemed that he paid more and more attention to her, and he cared more and more about her now... However, he did not forget the purpose of marrying her.

He didn't intend to love her, and he wouldn't fall in love with her.

From the beginning, he shouldn't have other feelings for her, and he shouldn't let this kind of close relationship grow uncontrollably.

If he didn't extinguish the flames, the situation would only be out of his control in the future.

This was the perfect moment for his decisiveness to kick in.

Thinking of this, Stanley did not get up and chased after her.

Sharon was lying on the bed in the bedroom, tossing and turning. She was so sleepy earlier, but she couldn't fall asleep at all right now.

There was only her on the bed, and Stanley didn't come over.

The emptiness made her a little

uncomfortable.

After sighing for a long time, Sharon gradually felt sleepy.

The next day, when they had breakfast, Stanley was obviously still angry as he didn't say a word throughout the whole breakfast, sitting there with a straight face and letting out a cold breath.

Sharon curled her lip. Such a narrow-minded big man.

She thought that Stanley ignored her out of anger because she accidentally kicked him in the car last night.

However, there was no need to be angry for the whole night.

He didn't even go back to their bedroom last night. When she got up, the other side of the bed was cold.

At the thought of this, Sharon got angry. She hadn't settled the score with him yet when he was sleeping with another woman in Grasmere, and here he was, giving her a hard time.

So what?

She would ignore him too!

She was still angry, humph!

Before he got up and left, Sharon put down her cutlery, donned a frigid grimace, squinted at Stanley, and snorted heavily before turning to leave.

She knew how to be charismatic and overbearing too!

She grabbed her bag and left.

Looking at her back, Stanley's face was as cold as frost. He squinted his dangerous phoenix eyes and pursed his lips into a thin line.

How dare she showed her cold face at him?

In the hospital.

Sharon went through Melody's discharge procedure and took some medicine. When she returned to the ward, there was someone in Melody's room. When she saw the person clearly, she immediately became angry. "What are you doing here?"

It was Jewel's agent who was also the one who sent them to the police station that day.

The agent looked her up and down with inquiry and hostility in his eyes. "Here's a check for compensation. Keep it. Don't say that you haven't received the money later!"

Melody got up and kick him away. "You are not welcome here, and I don't care about this money. Please go back and tell Jewel not to be so snobbish. A mistress usually doesn't end well."

Since knowing about the complicated relationship between Sharon, Stanley, and Jewel, Melody gingerly checked Jewel's information on the Internet and found that the scandal between Jewel and Stanley did not stop since Sharon and Stanley got married.

No matter how close Stanley and Sharon were, and whether they were in love or not, as long as they were husband and wife, Jewel was considered a mistress if she interfered in their relationship!

The agent was obviously pissed off, and his expression changed. "Watch your mouth. Who are you calling a mistress?"

Melody sneered and said, "Go and ask the big star yourself. She knows who the mistress is."

The agent snorted, turned around, and left. Sharon, who had been silent, said at this time, "Wait."

The agent was irritated. "What now?"