Because You Are My Lady

Chapter 272

Sharon frowned as she was keenly aware of the hidden meaning behind Howard's words. She looked up suspiciously. "What are you trying to say?"

Desperately, Howard wanted to tell her the truth, but he was also afraid that Stanley might kill him tomorrow.

"Nothing. It's getting late. I'll go first." Howard put down the cup and got up to leave. If he stayed, he could not control himself.

Without even blinking, Sharon said, "I won't be sending you off. Remember to close the door. Thanks!"

By then, Howard was already at the door when he heard her saying that. Looking back, he saw Sharon pulling Stanley's body as she was finding a comfortable position for him. However, she was too weak to pull the weight of his body.

With a sigh, Howard walked back and said, "Stand aside and let me do it."

Obediently, Sharon stood to one side. She scratched her head and thanked him.

As Howard moved Stanley into a better position, he said, "Later, if he doesn't wake up, don't get him into a shower since you don't have the strength to move him. If you don't mind the fact that he reeks of alcohol, let him sleep through the night."

Certainly, Sharon did not mind. She was only worried that it would be uncomfortable if Stanley slept like this. Then again, since he was already so drunk, he probably did not care about being comfy.

Taking a glance at her, in the end, Howard could not hold back the words in his heart. "Sharon, do you know who Stanley met before he got drunk today?"

Sharon was startled, "Who?"

"Your so-called brother."

Shawn?

Sharon frowned at the thought of him. This noon, when she was in the hospital with Stanley, didn't he say that he was going to deal with some problems? Why was it related to Shawn again? Now he was even drunk because of him? What did they say?

As she was about to ask all the burning questions in her heart, Howard said, "There is a question that I wanted to ask you."

"What do you want to know? Just ask me."

"Do you love Stanley?"

Thinking for a moment, Sharon honestly said, "I didn't love him back then, but now I do love him."

"Just how much do you love him?" Howard stared straight at her.

That question made Sharon a little embarrassed. Clearing her throat, she said, "I don't want to be separated from him, and I want to be with him forever."

Hearing that, Howard slowly narrowed his eyes. "If Stanley had done something wrong to you, would you still love him?"

At first, Sharon was stunned. Next, she did not know whether to laugh or cry. "Why are you guys asking the same question?"

"You mean Stanley asked about it too?"

"Yeah." Sharon nodded, not willing to entangle with him over this matter. "Dr. Perkins, what exactly do you mean? Why do I feel like the two of you are hiding something from me?"

With a sigh, Howard waved his hand as he did not want to continue. Walking out, he said, "All you need to remember is that Stanley loves you very much. Sometimes, some things just can't be helped." This content © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

When Sharon finally snapped out of it, Howard was gone. Then, she muttered, "That's odd." But she did not take it to heart

and went straight to the bathroom. After fetching a bucket of water, she roughly wiped Stanley's body and then lay down beside him.

The next day, Sharon was woken up by an itch on her face. In a daze, she opened her eyes, and an enlarged handsome face was right in front of her.

"You're awake?" Stanley's low and hoarse voice entered her ears.

While avoiding him, Sharon laughed, "It's so ticklish! Get away from me..."

"Thank you for last night..." Stanley said vaguely.

"Oh? So now you remember being drunk, huh?"

"Mm-hmm."

"Why did you suddenly go drinking, and even to the point that you're unconscious?" Sharon made him stop his movements and observed him. Her eyes were clear and bright.

Looking at her pure eyes, Stanley felt nervous as there was a voice in his heart urging him to tell her everything. Even if she could not forgive him, telling her the truth would be better than her

knowing it from Shawn...

"I know why."

When Stanley was lost in his own thoughts, Sharon's voice suddenly rang out.

Stunned, Stanley replied, "Hmm?"

"It's because of your mother, right?" Sharon could not think of any other reason. His mother's illness was so serious that he had been suppressing his emotions. It must be hard for him to digest them, so he needed to relieve his sorrows by drinking.

When Stanley heard this, he was stunned for a moment before nodding his head. "Yes, my mother's illness has always been a thorn in my heart. I have thought of many ways to treat her, but nothing is effective. When I learned of her illness in the first few years, I was on the verge of collapsing. Yesterday, part of the reason I was drunk was because of her, but the other half was because of something else."

After a pause, he added, "Sharon, I promise I will never get drunk in the future, alright?"

To be straight, Sharon did not blame him for being drunk. Everyone had their own way of relieving pressure. If drinking could help him relieve his worries, she would not oppose it.

"I'm not blaming you for drinking. I'm just worried about your health. Your stomach won't be able to take it if you suddenly drink so much."

Stanley held her in his arms and his gaze moved. "Did Howard say anything when he sent me back?"

Shaking her head, Sharon said, "He asked me to take good care of you and left after a few words."

With that, Stanley nodded. After a moment of silence, he said to her, "Sharon Cruz, there's one thing that I need you to promise me."

Every time he called her by her full name, Sharon knew that he had something important to say, so she nodded. "What is it?"

"In the next few days, don't go out, and don't pick up anyone's call, especially from Shawn. Can you promise me that?" His gaze was serious, staring straight into her soul.

Taken aback, Sharon subconsciously asked, "Why?"

"Do you trust me on this? If you trust me, you don't need to ask anything. I will solve this problem. After the problem is solved, if you want to know, I will tell you everything."

After finishing his words, he stared at her with a strong feeling deep in his eyes, but Sharon could not see what it meant. However, she was willing to believe him.

Nodding her head, Sharon said, "Alright, I'll listen to you."

Then, Stanley kissed her forehead and said with a laugh, "You sleep for a while more. I'm going to work."

When Stanley arrived at the company, he called Shawn. It didn't take him long to pick up, and Stanley heard Shawn laughing, "I told you to call me when you have divorced Sharon. You're calling so soon, so does it mean that you guys are divorced? Stanley, I didn't expect you to get it done so quickly."

As he stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling office window, the height of the twenty-eighth floor was so high that he could overlook everything, and everything below looked shrunken. He squinted at the traffic. "I'm calling you today to tell you that I refuse your request."

There was a long silence on the other end of the line. After a long while, Shawn replied in a terrifyingly calm voice, "What did you say?"

"I won't divorce Sharon, not in three days, and never in my life."

Pushing the chair, Shawn stood up abruptly. "Aren't you afraid that I'll tell Sharon about what you've done?"