Because You Are My Lady

Chapter 213

In the end, when they were about to get in the car, Sharon held on to the wire pole and stopped walking.

Trying the best to control his temper, Stanley coaxed her in a gentle voice, "Let's go home."

Sharon's eyes were filled with tears. "Who are you? Let go of me! I won't go with you. Are you trying to abduct me?"

It caught the attention of passersby as she cried and screamed. Her actions caused humiliation upon Stanley, that he gritted his teeth and said, "Look carefully, who am I?"

Pinching her chin with his slender and beautiful hand, then he lifted her small ruddy face up. Stanley's pitch-black eyes stared into her eyes and asked, "Who am I?"

Squinting her eyes while tilting her head to look closely, she still shook her head. "I don't know..."

At that moment, Stanley wanted to strangle her to death so badly.

Meanwhile, Sharon squatted there and was asking the passersby for help, "Help me..."

Seeing that, the kind- hearted passersby hesitated, then asked, "Miss, do you need me to call the police?"

Sweeping his cold gaze over, Stanley shouted, "F*ck off!"

Scared out of their wits, the passersby scattered off.

As she was still drunk, Sharon pointed at his nose and cursed, "Bad guy!"

The veins on Stanley's forehead throbbed. "What nonsense is this? Look closely, I'm your man!"

Pursing her lips, Sharon said, "You're lying. My man is not a bad guy. He's very gentle."

"Oh?" Stanley patiently squatted down in front of her. Supporting her with one hand while putting the other hand on his knee. "Why was your man gentle?"

Narrowing her misty eyes, she smacked her mouth, and remained silent.

Provoking her, Stanley said, "You're lying to me, huh?"

"No, I'm not!" Sharon retorted instantly. Her little face was rubbing the wire pole. "Although he looks cold on the outside, he is actually a very passionate guy. It's just that he's not good at expressing his feelings in front of outsiders. Perhaps it has something to do with his childhood... Oh, he's quite capable too. He used to be in the army and earned a high-ranking. After that, he started his own company. It was very successful. A lot of time and effort must have been spent building it, but he has never told anyone about it. Despite the fact that he looks like a quiet guy, he's actually quite an ignorant guy... Hmm, let me think, what else is there? Oh, right... He's also quite handsome, even better looking than those big stars..."

Under the street lamp, a man and a woman squatted. The tall guy was silent for a long time after listening to what she had said.

It was hard for Stanley to control his emotions, His drooping eyelashes trembled, and his chest was heaving.

This woman knew exactly what he was like, and she figured him out so perfectly.

Even the little questions that he did not ponder over, this woman knew the answers to it. Belonging to NôvelDrama.Org.

Raising his hand to rub the woman's cheek, Stanley's voice was unprecedentedly soft. "Get up. Let's go home."

Still, Sharon squatted there, not willing to move.

Holding his forehead, Stanley asked, "You don't want to leave?"

Seemingly, Sharon did not feel well as she had her eyes closed. Perhaps it was because she drank too much.

Then, Stanley stood up. Standing under the moonlight, he slowly unbuttoned his sleeves, and casually rolled them up which showed his strong forearms.

Feeling the sudden lightness off the ground, Sharon screamed in fear. Quickly she opened her eyes, and realized that she had been carried.

Despite her screams, Stanley strode forward.

Terrified, Sharon pushed him, and ordered, "Put me down!"

"Don't move!" Stanley scolded her in a low voice.

Feeling wronged, Sharon pouted her lips. On the other hand, she behaved well, and did not move again.

After putting her in the passenger seat, Stanley went around to the driver's seat. As soon as he sat in, Sharon wanted to climb out. Causing Stanley to have a major headache. Hurriedly, he pulled her back, and firmly pressed her onto the seat. Last but not least, pulled over the seat belt and buckled her up.

At last, he successfully trapped her and quickly locked the car door.

Knocking on the car window, Sharon pleaded, "I want to get down..."

"Don't be naughty!" Stanley pinched her cheek and said in a low voice, "Be good now!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his phone rang. Stanley took it out and saw that it was Rebecca calling. Frowning, he did not answer the call and hung up.

As soon as he looked up, he saw Sharon's round and black eyes.

Raising his eyebrows, Stanley looked at her. "Are you sobering up?"

Suddenly, Sharon closed her eyes and uttered a groan.

Looking at how cute she was acting, he chuckled. Her actions made Stanley's heart soft like jelly.

Leaning over, he closed the distance between the two of them. The car was already narrow and small, forcing his breath to surround her. The cool and masculine scent emanated at the tip of her nose.

With that, Sharon opened her eyes. A pair of big, bright eyes was staring straight at him. It was as if they were linked together with the soul.

Therefore, Stanley inched closer and closer, and his Adam's apple moved. A wave of heat came from his lower abdomen, and every cell in his body was moving rapidly. He almost could not hold it in.

"Beep beep..."

The phone rang at the wrong time. The beep came from Stanley's phone.

The man frowned slightly, and there was a hint of unhappiness written over his face. Taking over the phone, he saw that the caller ID was Rebecca.

Then he took a deep breath, and answered, "Hello."

"Stanley..." Rebecca's anxious voice called out. "Where are you?"

"What's wrong?"

"Can you come over to keep me company?" Rebecca's voice trembled. "There's someone outside the door. I don't know if it's Liam or not, but I'm scared."

Hearing that, Stanley's expression darkened. "Have you locked the door?"

"Yes."

"What about the window?"

"Sure."

Relieved, Stanley nodded. "Then everything's fine. As long as you don't open the door, he

won't dare to do anything to you."

"But..." Rebecca locked herself in the bedroom and dared not go out at all. "I'm not sure if it's him."

"No one will look for you except him."

Rebecca bit her lip and said, "Can't you come over and check..."

"Psst.."

Before she could finish her sentence, she heard Stanley gasped from the other end of the phone.

Stunned, Rebecca asked, "Stanley, what's wrong?"

"I'm fine." Stanley replied in a low and hoarse voice.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, it's all right." The man's voice on the phone sounded a little urgent. "Well, I'm driving. I'm going to hang up now. Please remember what I said, no matter who knocks on the door, don't open it. Have a good night's sleep, and it will all be fine tomorrow."

Rebecca opened her mouth, as she still wanted to say something. But all there was left was a beeping sound coming from the phone.

The phone had been hung up.

Dumbfounded, Rebecca looked at the phone in her hand.

Casually, Stanley threw the phone aside. With a painful expression on his face. His dark eyes were filled with desire as he looked down and asked, "What are you doing?"

When he was speaking, his voice was hoarse beyond recognition.

At that time, Sharon opened her mouth and bit down on his thigh.

Oh, his muscles are too hard. They are as hard as rocks that her teeth hurt.

The bite was accompanied by pain and a strange feeling. Stanley's entire body trembled, and his scalp went numb.

He took two deep breaths and pulled the woman away.

Huffing, Sharon said, "Let me go!"

Immediately, he pinched her chin. "Are you trying to play with fire?"

Pursing her lips, Sharon did not deny, nor did she admit it.

Fueled with anger, Stanley laughed. "So you can recognize me now? A few minutes ago, you still could not recognize me!" "It hurts..." Sharon pushed away his hand.

Even so, Stanley did not let go of her. His eyes were burning like fire as he stared straight at her, asking, "Who am I?"