Because You Are My Lady novel (Sharon and Stanley) novel Chapter 229

Irritably, Stanley pinched the space between his eyebrows. His well- defined features revealed a deep sense of fatigue and tiredness.

Seeing that, Jackson did not force him. He knew Stanley had not slept well for the past three days. Any man would have been caught off guard.

"Then you should have a good rest. You need to recover your strength tonight, so that we can deal with Harvey tomorrow. If we see... The child, only then we'll talk about it."

With that, Stanley nodded.

Standing up, Jason left.

After Stanley had re-closed the door, he sat on the chair, and let the weight of his entire body leaned on it. After a while, the doorbell rang. Getting up, Stanley went to open the door. Anthony was standing outside with a paper bag in his hand. "Mr. Jones, there's no Asian food around, so I went and got some hamburgers. Please have some together with Mr. King."

"I'm not eating, I don't have an appetite. Jackson has gone back. You should get some rest too. Once we're done here, we'll return to the country."

Hearing that, Anthony nodded and sighed. "Mr. Jones, good night."

"Yes."

Then, Stanley closed the door and took a shower. When he was lying on the bed, he tossed and turned, alas he could not sleep. Looking several times at the phone on the bedside table, he still endured it.

"Forget it, I'll return tomorrow. By then, I'll explain everything to her."

Knowing that she must be furious with him, Stanley was not sure if he could coax her this time.

On the outer side, that woman seemed weak, but in reality, she had a feisty temper. If she was furious, he was not confident that he could make her happy.

Thinking of that, Stanley sighed. Even if he could not coax her, he still needed to try his best...

"Knock, knock, knock."

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

In doubt, Stanley frowned and stood up to open the door. Standing outside the door was Rebecca, who seemed to have just showered.

The tight dress was hugging her body, showing the woman's exquisite curve. The fresh smell of soap after a shower on her body, permeated into his nostrils.

Raising his eyebrows, Stanley looked at her. "Why are you here?"

Originally, Rebecca wanted to walk into the room, but Stanley stood by the door and did not budge. Not knowing if he did it on purpose, or that he had not reacted yet.

"I just want to... accompany you," Rebecca said, with a touch of shyness on her face. "We haven't been together for many years. I miss you very much."

Narrowing his eyes, Stanley questioned, "Then?"

Licking her lips, Rebecca said, "Stanley, it's cold outside. Can you let me in first?"

After staring at her for a few seconds, Stanley suddenly laughed, "It's too troublesome."

Stunned, she asked, "What's troublesome?"

"If you were to come in, you will still have to go out. It's too troublesome, to open then close the door. So if you have anything to say, you'd better just stand here and talk. After that, you can go back and have a good rest."

Looking at him in disbelief, Rebecca's entire body shook. "I've already made it so obvious.

Can't you tell by what I mean?"

"Oscar told me that, seven years ago, he did keep an eye on you for a period of time. After that, they did not bother you anymore"

Saying that, Stanley's voice was as low as a drum. He frowned and said, "I think you should go back. Don't try this nonsense anymore. I won't accept it. Also, no matter what had happened in the past, or the reason you did not return, I don't want to know. The only reason I came with was just to get rid of Harvey and nothing else. Don't think too much."

After saying that, Stanley stretched out his hand to close the door and said faintly, "Good night."

Outside, Rebecca stared at the closed door, and her body was trembling. She stood there for a long time.

The next day.

Stanley and the others came to the hotel designated by Harvey. Upon reaching his room, Stanley gave Rebecca a sign to knock on the door.

Taking a deep breath, Rebecca nodded, raised her hand and knocked on the door.

Three sounds rang out as they quietly waited.

Not long after, footsteps could be heard from the door. After a while, the door was opened. Seeing this, Stanley exerted all his strength and kicked the door open with one foot. With a "Bang", Stanley entered the room and pressed down the person who fell to the ground.

Terrified, Rebecca did not let out a sigh of relief until Stanley cuffed him. She then immediately rushed over and asked loudly, "Harvey Wells, where is my son? Where is he?"

The man lying on the ground did not move.

He gasped for his breath and did not say a word.

Something was wrong.