Because You Are My Lady novel (Sharon and Stanley) novel Chapter 110

"Tell me, what are you afraid of?"

Sharon swallowed and didn't dare to look at his sharp eyes. "You're mistaken. I'm not afraid."

"If you're not afraid, why are you shaking?"

"Uh, I'm cold."

Stanley frowned. "Sharon, you talk to me peacefully now. Is it because you are afraid that I won't cover your father's medical bills anymore?"

But she was still frightened from last night's incident, and she could not help but stiffen the moment he touched her.

Sharon looked blankly at him and said, "No..."

She didn't even think about that, so why would he mention her father?

"Mr. President, you have such a wild imagination," she thought.

Stanley did not believe her, and there was suspicion in his eyes. "Really?"

"Yes!"

Sharon was determined.

Stanley frowned. Then why did he see fear in her eyes?

Seeing that he didn't believe her, Sharon thought for a moment and said, "I'm just... I'm scared by the way you looked last night..."

She told the truth.

Stanley came to his senses and raised his eyebrows. "The way I looked in the restaurant?"

"Yes."

"Was it very horrible?"

"Yes, very! It's the first time that I saw you so angry. I'm scared and feel that you are very strange." Sharon honestly said, "When I think of how you treated me last night, my body will tremble uncontrollably."

"That's because I saw you kissing Liam!"

Sharon glared at him and shouted, "He forced me to kiss him!"

"Couldn't you push him away?"

"He was very strong! I couldn't push him away!"

Stanley pursed his lips. "Tell me honestly, did he do anything to you other than this time?"

Sharon swallowed and quickly shook her head. "No, no."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes!"

She didn't dare to tell him that when he was chased in the bar last time, she was forced to kiss Liam in a hurry as a ruse.

Stanley would probably kill her directly if she spilled the bean.

So she wouldn't say it no matter what.

Stanley's fiery eyes were fixed on her as if he wanted to see through her soul. Sharon felt guilty and did not dare to look into his eyes, so she looked away and changed the topic. "And..."

Stanley frowned. "And?"

"You were so mean to me when we were in the car! I saw that you were bleeding, so I wanted to check it, but you pushed me away, asked me to shut up and get lost! You wouldn't let me touch you!"

Sharon's sad eyes fell on him. "You even said in the restaurant that you wouldn't want anything Liam has touched!"

All these had completely hurt her.

Now, when she thought of what he said, she could feel her wounded heart was bleeding and in pain.

Stanley pursed his thin lips. He did say that because he was really pissed.

He was so angry that he almost wanted to kill someone.

He was so angry that he said those harsh things.

When they were in the car, he was still angry. When he looked at Sharon, he thought of the kiss between her and Liam. As soon as she leaned over, he pushed her away furiously.

Thinking of this, he sighed. "Does it still hurt?" "My arm? It's not as painful as it was just now." Sharon thought that he wanted to change the topic, so she concealed the disappointment in her eyes and casually said, "That ointment is quite effective."

"I'm not talking about the arm."

"Uh, what do you mean then?"

Stanley stretched out his hand and pointed at her head. "There. Last night in the car, when you leaned over and asked me if I was bleeding, I pushed you and you bumped your head at the door."

There was a loud noise at that time, even his heart trembled.

Sharon did not expect that he would ask this question. She reached out and touched her head. "It's all right. It's been so long so it doesn't hurt anymore."

Stanley stared at her deeply.

Sharon felt a little uncomfortable under his gaze. She withdrew her arm and pull down her sleeves.

"Are you still angry with me?"

In silence, Stanley suddenly spoke.

Sharon paused for a moment and then said, "A little bit."

Stanley frowned and thought, "What do you mean by a little bit? We talked things through already, didn't we?"

Sharon looked up at the man with the frowning man and said, "I hate you for treating me like that last night. I had planned to ignore you for the rest of my life... But I thought it through in the end."

The corners of Stanley's mouth twitched. "What is it?"

"Put me in your shoes and think from your perspective as to why you were so angry." Sharon looked at him with her big eyes. "This way, the anger in my heart gradually disappears."

Moreover, thanks to Hazel who explained the nature of the relationship between Stanley and Liam and their ins and outs, Sharon's anger dissipated rather quickly.

"Although I'm not as angry as last night, I'm still angry," Sharon emphasized this point.

Stanley looked down at her, and there was a flickering light in his dark phoenix eyes. "I'm also angry."

Sharon stared at him and asked, "What are you angry with?"

She was the one who should be angry!

"Don't you remember what you said last night?" he said word by word.

Sharon frowned and asked, "What did I say?"

Sharon puffed her cheeks in dismay.

Five minutes had passed, and the sound of the bathroom had not stopped. Sharon held her knees and sat on the sofa as Stanley was taking a bath.

In fact, she was particularly uncomfortable right now as her body was sticky from the sweat earlier.

She was wondering if she should take a shower later...

While she was thinking, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped.

Sharon looked up. As expected, Stanley pushed the door open and came out with only a bath towel tied around his waist.

His healthy bronze skin tone was sexy...

Sharon looked away, feeling a hot flush on her face.

Even if they had done the deed many times, she would still blush every time she saw him.

It was very quiet in the bedroom with only the hissing sound of the air conditioner.

Footsteps came from the other side. Sharon turned her head and looked over only to see the tall and handsome Stanley walk outside without looking at her.

He wanted to leave?

Where was he going again?

Sharon was hot-headed. Without hesitation, she jumped down from the sofa, ran directly to him, stretched her arms open, and blocked his way. "Stop right there!"

Frowning, Stanley looked down at her.

Sharon raised his head and stared at him with her big round eyes.

Stanley narrowed his phoenix eyes and asked casually, "What's the matter?"

Sharon huffed, "I have something to tell you!"

"Spill it."

She wanted to ask him why he was angry, but when she was about to say that, she changed her mind. "W-When did you come back?"

Stanley glanced at her and said, "Noon."

"I was sleeping on the sofa downstairs. How did I come to the bedroom?" Her sly eyes darted around and locked on him. "Did you carry me up?"

The man snorted coldly and said, "You sleepwalked upstairs."

Sharon glared at him in disbelief.

She curled her lip and asked again, "Then why did you hug me when I woke up?"

She did not forget that when she woke up from the dream, she was held tightly in his arms.

Stanley glanced at her and said, "You hung on me like a sloth that I couldn't push you away. What else can I do?"

What the heck?

Did he just say that she looked like a sloth?

Sharon seriously suspected that he was lying through his teeth.