Because You Are My Lady

Chapter 88

"Is he going to pick me up with his red Ferrari?" Sharon shivered as she thought to herself, "No way. If he comes with his Ferrari, I'll be drowned in gossips tomorrow."

"Uh, Mr. Frazier, I really don't have time. How about next time..." Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

"Do you have to work overtime tonight?"

"Uh, no."

"Have you taken dinner?"

"No."

"If so, why can't you go out for dinner with me?"

Sharon was stunned by his question, and then blurted out, "Mr. Frazier, are you... are you have a crush on me?"

It became eerily quiet.

Sharon stood quietly, feeling awkward. The question came off the top of her head involuntarily.

Liam had helped her several times. She was grateful for that, but she was not dim-witted. She could sense that he attempted to approach her deliberately.

It was so quiet after she asked the question that she thought he had hung up. "Hello, Mr. Frazier. Are you still here?"

Of course, Liam was there, but he was a little taken aback. He did not expect that she would be so blunt and direct.

The reason why he approached her was that he wanted her to fall in love with him so that he could take revenge on Stanley. Since she had made it clear, he didn't have to pretend anymore.

After a while, he said, "Yes, I like you. From today onwards, I intend to formally court you." Sharon was neither surprised nor delighted. On the contrary, she was a little astounded. "Stop pulling my leg, Mr. Frazier. It's not funny at all."

"I'm not pulling your leg. I'm serious."

"Why do you like me?"

"I fall in love with you at first sight. Does it count?" Liam smiled.

The basis of falling in love, at first sight, began from the lustful thought. Was he fascinated by her beauty?

Thinking of this, Sharon immeditely shook her head for her narcissism.

"I won't force you. I'll give you some time to think about it. Sharon, I really like you. If you date me, I'll give you half of all my things. Money, power, all of it."

At this point, Liam paused and then continued in a low voice, "And your father. I can find him the best doctor or send him abroad. He can be treated by advanced medical technology and may wake up one day."

Sharon curled her hand into a tight fist and her eyes widened. "You checked me?"

"Sorry. I owe you an apology for learning about this without your permission. That day in the hospital, I saw that you were so sad. Later, I asked my doctor friend about it, and that's how I knew about your father."

There was a hint of temptation in Liam's voice. "Think about it. As long as you be with me, we will set off immediately and fly abroad to find the medical technology company to help your father."

Sharon fell silent and pursed her lips into a straight line.

Liam was right though. Nowadays, technology was so developed that human cloning was even possible, so it was possible for a vegetative patient to wake up, right?

Sharon admitted that she was tempted by his terms, feeling a little flame of hope was ignited inside her.

She stood still and kept silent for a long time.

When she got off work in the evening, Hazel called her and said that Stanley still didn't come back.

Sharon was silent for a while, then said that she got it, and kept the phone away.

After thinking for a while, she asked Melody out.

It was summer, and the two of them sat at a barbecue stall and drank beer. She wanted to tell Melody about Liam, but she felt a dilemma in her heart and decided to just drink instead.

Melody was very observant though. She could sense Sharon's low-spirited mood, so she took a sip of beer and asked, "What's wrong? Do you have something to tell me?"

Sharon nodded honestly. "Yes."

"Spill it."

"I... I just want to rant about a man."

When she was about to speak, she changed her mind. Even though Liam's terms were tempting, it was not realistic.

After all, she was married to Stanley. It was impossible for her to go abroad with another man just like that. Besides, she did not know Liam well. Who knew whether he was kind or not?

Melody laughed and said, "Did you have a conflict with your overbearing president again?"

Sharon snorted, "He's so petty. He tried to take advantage of me, so I kicked him in the groin and he didn't talk to me when we got home. Oh, I don't know how he knew about Jewel's check, and he seemed to be pissed off about it. I took the initiative to call him last night, and did you know what he said? He said he didn't come back because he was in the middle of a business meeting with someone. I think he was just fooling around."

There was too much information in Sharon's rant that it took Melody a while to digest it. She put down the glass and raised her eyebrows, asking, "You said you kicked your husband in the groin?"

Sharon explained timidly, "It was just a gentle tap. I didn't kick him that hard..."

"Even so, it's still very painful. It's very dangerous to collide that area with external force when a man has an erection!" Melody rolled her eyes. "Aren't you afraid that he will become a eunuch!"

Sharon was shocked. "Is it that bad?"

She really had no idea.

Melody sighed and said, "Silly girl, I'm sorry for your husband."

Sharon swallowed, and her mind began to be chaotic as she thought of the painful look on his face in the car that day; the way he broke out in cold sweat, and his face and lips were all pale. She thought that he was just pretending, but she didn't expect that it really hurt...

"Didn't you explain to him what went on between you and Jewel?" Melody remembered what she said and asked again, "Didn't you tell him what you were really thinking inside?"

Sharon shook her head. "I didn't explain, nor did I say anything to him. He doesn't need to know my thoughts. If he wants to misunderstand, so be it."

On the contrary, Melody became anxious. "Can't you clarify if there's a misunderstanding? Don't you know to explain yourself?"

"D*mn you!"

Sharon's hand trembled. "Melody, watch your manners, please. You are supposed to be cool and indifferent. You can't talk like that."

Melody rolled her eyes at her and didn't want

to talk to her anymore. She had never seen such a person who didn't care about her own affairs!

Sharon tried to coax her but Melody ignored her and wouldn't budge.

It was already a little late when she returned to the villa. Hazel was sitting in the living room waiting for her, watching TV and dozing off.

Sharon tiptoed inside, but Hazel still woke up despite her effort.

"Madam, you're back?"

"Yes." Sharon closed the door. "It's getting late. Why don't you go back to your room and have a rest?"

Hazel nodded, but she didn't move. "I'm waiting to see if the Young Master will come back."

Sharon lowered her head. Only then did Hazel realize that she had a slip of the tongue and hurriedly said, "Madam, don't take it personally. Young Master must have something important to do, that's why he hasn't back yet."

Sharon smiled and said, "I know. I'll go upstairs first. Hazel, don't stay up too late."

"Okay, okay."

Sharon went back to the bedroom and took a shower. The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. She didn't know why she was angry, but she was.

She was annoyed that the elderly Hazel had to wait for him, the disrespectful and ignorant young man!

No, she decided to call him right now to give him a good scolding. She took out her phone and found his number, but her hand trembled and somehow called Anthony instead.

Anthony was obviously a little surprised to receive Sharon's call at this hour. "M-Madam?"

"Ahem, it's me." Sharon was a little embarrassed. "Well, Anthony, are you... are you asleep?"

"I'm about to."

"Oh."

"Madam, what's the matter?"

"Well, nothing, really..."

Anthony squinted skeptically.

Would she call him in the middle of the night for no reason? Impossible!

Silence.

Silence ensued.

There was also awkwardness.

There was no sound on the phone. Sharon gritted her teeth and said, "Oh, here's the thing. I called you because I just want to ask... Are you with your boss right now?"

So, she wanted to ask him about this.

Anthony told the truth, "No, Madam. Boss left the office after finishing his work, and I'm not with him now."

After a pause, he added, "Has he not returned home yet?"

"Yes, he hasn't come back yet. I'm just curious, that's all. Hazel is still waiting for him, that's why I called. Anthony, don't overthink it, okay?" Sharon blurted as if she was doing something wrong and quickly said, "Oh, uh, it's getting late. Anthony, you should rest early. Good night."

"Good..."

The busy tone sounded on Anthony's ear before he could say the word "night".

Shaking his head in amusement, Anthony was about to put down his mobile phone when he suddenly came to his senses as if something flashed across his mind.

It was obvious that Sharon wanted Stanley to go home! But because of her dignity or perhaps she was shy, she was too embarrassed to call Stanley personally, so she called him.

The considerate Anthony picked up his phone again, found Stanley's number, and dialed it.

At Charming Hills Apartment.

Jewel looked at Stanley who was sitting on the sofa and hesitated for a moment. Then she slowly walked over and sat down beside him, adjusting her clothes while saying, "Stanley, your phone is ringing."

The phone on the coffee table was vibrating, but he closed his eyes as if he was resting, and didn't intend to answer the call.

Half an hour ago, Stanley came to her without warning, his body reeking of alcohol. He seemed to have drunk some wine but was not drunk.

After coming in, he sat on the sofa without a word.

He had outstanding facial features. Even if he sat there with no expression, he was exceptionally handsome.

His closed eyes moved and slowly opened, looking at the tea table in front of him with his dark eyes.

"Who is it?" he asked in a deep voice.

Jewel glanced at the phone and said, "Anthony."

Stanley huffed impatiently, "I won't answer it."

Jewel was slightly shocked. From the moment he came in, she could sense that he was in a bad mood, but she did not dare to ask what made him unhappy.

The call went on unanswered until it was cut off automatically.

Stanley sank into the sofa, rubbing his frowning eyebrows. He had not returned to the villa for two days, nor did he see Sharon with the intention of keeping his distance from her.

He had thought that he would be in a good mood if he didn't meet her for two days, but...

On the contrary, he was not happy at all. Instead, he became more and more flustered as if there was a gush of breath that was blocking his airway and suffocating him.

"Beep... Beep..."

The ringtone of the phone echoed across the quiet living room again.

Stanley frowned impatiently.

Jewel looked at it and said, "It's Anthony again. Answer it. Maybe he has something important to inform you."

"You answer it for me."