Because You Are My Lady

Chapter 144

Sharon immediately got up and walked toward him. "What on earth are you trying to do?"

Stanley raised his finger and pointed to the nurse call button beside him. "Call the nurse to come over."

Sharon immediately became nervous. "What's wrong? Are you okay?"

"I'm fine. Call the nurse."

Although she didn't know what he wanted to do, Sharon still helped him to press the call button.

After a while, the nurse came in again. She looked at them speechlessly and asked, "Is there anything else?"

"He is looking for you." Sharon pointed to the man on the bed, indicating that he was the one calling her and that it had nothing to do with her.

Stanley raised his eyelids and said, "Ask Howard to come here."

"Howard, as in Dr. Perkins?" The nurse was astounded.

'Yes, him." Knowing that he was a friend of Dr. Perkins, the nurse believed him and went out to call him. "Please have a good rest and don't move."

As soon as the nurse left, Sharon chided, "Did you hear her? Have a good rest and don't move."

Stanley slowly lay down.

In less than ten minutes, Howard rushed over. "What's wrong? What happened?"

As he spoke, he used all kinds of medical tools to check Stanley out. Fortunately, there was no big problem, so he asked doubtfully, "Why did you call me here?"

Stanley opened his eyes and said lightly, "Help me buy some toiletries and women's clothes."

Howard was not stupid. He understood as soon as he heard his order.

Sharon was shocked. He risked his life to get up just now simply to ask Howard to buy clean clothes for her and then let her wash up?

Howard was speechless for a moment. "Do you really call me here in a hurry just to ask me to go shopping?"

Stanley raised his eyes slightly. "Yes. You don't want to?"

"Haha, of course, I don't want to." He was a deputy director of a hospital. Why would he be reduced to run errands for this guy?

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Seeing him like this, Howard gritted his teeth and said dejectedly, "Okay, I'll run errands for you today."

Stanley nodded slightly and said, "Go then."

Howard, the errand boy, was speechless.

As soon as Howard left, the room was silent again.

"Well..."

Sharon wanted to thank him for his kindness.

"I'm going to rest."

The tall and cold man said lightly, then closed his eyes and ignored her.

Sharon didn't know what to say.

What did he mean by that? Was his arrogant disorder in remission again?

Sharon curled her lip and ignored him. She didn't want to talk to him either.

Humph!

Soon, Howard, the errand boy, came back.

"There's a small supermarket downstairs, with all the toiletries and everything in it. They don't have any female clothes, so I bought you a male T- shirt. If it doesn't fit, I'll call Anthony and ask him to bring you clothes."

Sharon thought for a moment and nodded. "Okay, thank you."

She couldn't always wear men's clothes, could she?

Howard clicked his tongue in irritation, and then took out his mobile phone and walked out.

Sharon looked at the bed. The man's eyes were still closed. She wondered if he was really asleep or just pretending.

She pursed her lips and went into the bathroom with the clothes.

The man suddenly opened his eyes, revealing a hollow and dark gaze.

Sharon washed herself up gingerly. The hot water sprinkled on her body and made her feel very comfortable. The nervous mood of the whole night was cleared by the warm current.

There was a mirror in the bathroom. After taking a shower, Sharon looked at her face. After washing it, it didn't look so scary, but her cheek was a little swollen.

It was neither scary nor terrifying.

In fact, she looked even better than the man lying on the bed outside.

Thinking of the situation when Harvey beat him again and again and when he couldn't fight back, Sharon felt a sharp pain in her heart.

Howard asked her whether she liked Stanley or not. She couldn't be sure previously, but she couldn't lie to herself now.

Yes, she liked him!

She liked him more than she had imagined!

Seeing that he was holding a gun and pointing it at his own head for her, Sharon knew from that moment that she was done. She had fallen in love with him.

When a man was willing to risk his own life to protect you, it would melt any woman's heart.

Sharon looked at herself in the mirror, and there was a trace of confusion in her eyes.

She liked Stanley, but he didn't love her.

Should she continue to like him? For this fruitless love?

There was only the dead Rebecca in his heart.

No woman could walk into his heart, neither could she.

The reason why he saved himself in the factory was that he was fully confident of the success. He knew that Jimmy and Jackson were secretly handling the mercenaries outside, and he needed to buy some time to deal with Harvey.

He did give a lot to her. She was grateful, touched, and even fell for him.

But what if all he did was not because of love?

Perhaps it was just because he had to do that. She was his wife, and his pride would not allow others to hurt his wife!

She raised her hand and pressed the position of his heart, feeling very uncomfortable and stuffy.

After a while, Sharon smiled bitterly.

After the shower, Sharon quickly adjusted her mood.

As the bathroom door opened, a fragrant smell exhumed. Stanley opened his eyes and looked over.

The girl who had been in a disheveled state just now was gone, and now she was clean and tidy. She was wearing a large man's T-shirt, and the length of the clothes just covered her knees.

She had a pair of long legs, which made her look a little sexy under the loose shirt.

Sharon didn't know how beautiful she was now, and she didn't know that the man's hot eyes had been fixed on her.

She was thirsty and came to the table to pour a glass of water.

Stanley stared at her intensely. From his direction, her curvaceous figure was obvious and clear. His throat bobbed. He turned his face away and suppressed the lust that was slowly building inside him.

After finishing the water, Sharon licked her mouth and asked, "Would you like to drink some water?"

From the moment he came in, she found that his lips were peeled off because of the high fever overnight, so she speculated that he was extremely dehydrated.

Thinking of this, Sharon took the glass and walked to him, regardless if he was still annoyed with her or not.

"Sit up first, and I will feed you some water," Sharon said while bending down to help him.

"Don't come here!" Stanley turned his face away. He was afraid that he couldn't control himself if she came to him.

Sharon was dumbfounded.

What was wrong with him?

She was caught in a dilemma. She stood there foolishly, holding the cup in her hand.

His Adam's apple bobbed as he said with his hoarse voice, "Are you not wearing anything inside?"

Sharon instantly blushed. Her face was flushing hot as if she stood there naked under the man's eyes.

He was too nasty!

How could he be so nasty!

How could he still think about those things when he was so ill!

Sharon gritted her teeth, wishing that she could splash the water on him.

Looking at her annoyed face, Stanley curled up his lips and said, "Why are you blushing? Do you think I'm blind..."

"Shut up! Shut up!" Her clothes were all dirty. Of course she had to change them all!

Sharon was extremely annoyed. She rushed over and covered his evil mouth, but the glass slipped from her hand and the water spilled on his clothes.

What's more, it was spilled right in the middle of his trousers, which was rather erotic and ambiguous.

Stanley glanced at the place where he was splashed.

Sharon also saw it, which made her even more embarrassed.

"Uh... I didn't mean it..."

Stanley looked at her.

"What are you looking at? I said I didn't mean it! If it weren't for you, would I have poured water on you?"

Stanley's eyes fell on her chest and his Adam's apple bobbed.

Sharon didn't notice his gaze. Seeing that he didn't speak, she thought that he was still blaming her, so she snorted and said, "If it weren't for your naughty thought, I wouldn't be so angry as to cover your mouth. If I didn't cover your mouth, I wouldn't have spilled the water on your pants by accident... Um..."

Her lips were sealed.

Sharon was shocked and opened her eyes wide. This man was really too much! After being in such an ordeal, he still had the mood to think of the lustful stuff!

Sharon was about to take action on him when the door of the ward suddenly opened.

Anthony pushed open the door and came in. At first glance, he saw his big boss holding Madam...

Oh no! So erotic!

It was not elegant at all!

Anthony couldn't help but blush and stammered, "I-1 didn't see anything. Please continue..."

As he spoke, he retreated and thought to himself, "Isn't his injury serious? Can he still do these shameful things?"

As soon as the door was closed, Sharon pushed the culprit away.

She wanted to cry in agony.

Stanley found that his body could not exert any strength after kissing her. He was panting weakly as he leaned against the bed, and said hoarsely with fire in his eyes, "You said that you want to feed me water. I just drank it."

Sharon glared at him in disbelief.

What the hell was he talking about!

Sharon sullenly stood aside, complaining about the b*stard in her heart.

"Come in."

Stanley said as he looked at Sharon whose face was as red as the cherry tomato.

Anthony, who was outside the door, immediately responded, "Yes."

Then he pushed open the door and came in.

"Is it clothes in your hand?" Stanley looked at him and asked.

"Yes, Dr. Perkins called me. I went to the villa after dealing with the company's affairs. Hazel packed this and asked me to bring them here."

Stanley nodded. "Come in and give them to her."

"Okay." Anthony strode in. He also noticed Sharon's clothes were a little short.

"Thank you, Anthony." Sharon took it from him.

"Y-You're welcome."

Stanley's eyes turned to Sharon. "Why don't you go in and get changed?"

Sharon glared at him and took the bag into the bathroom.

As soon as the door closed, Stanley sat up from the bed. He narrowed his eyes and lowered his voice. "How's the investigation going?"

"Last night, I asked someone to take the earliest flight and went to Madam's hometown. Before I came, they called me. Back then, Madam's family did adopt a young man with the last name Lewis, but the elderly there forgot about his name."

Speaking of this, Anthony glanced at Stanley's solemn expression, paused for a moment, and said, "Those old folks said that they remembered these old memories because the Lewis Family had a

scandal."