Because You Are My Lady

Chapter 227

The other end of the phone was silent for a long time.

Then Harvey's hoarse, crow-like voice slowly sounded, "Rebecca, did you call me two days ago, and said that you had drugged Stanley to death?"

"Yes."

"How did you keep his body from rotting?"

With ease, Rebecca responded, "I'm a doctor. It's a childsplay for me to keep a corpse from rotting. I can do it."

"Then how did you bring him here?" This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

Hearing his doubts, Rebecca's voice sharpened, "Mr. Wells, what do you mean? Do you think I'm lying? I won't lie at the cost of my son's life!"

Again, the other end of the phone fell silent.

Harvey narrowed his eyes, as if he was speculating the authenticity of her words.

Yes, Rebecca's son was in his hands, so she could not dare to disobey him...

"Rebecca, if you lie to me, your son won't survive past tomorrow," Harvey warned her word by word. "So tell me, did Stanley die or not?"

With her trembling heart, Rebecca hurriedly said, "He's dead. I've already shown you the picture of his body. Don't you believe me? Mr. Wells, my son is in your hands. I'll do anything you want. Although I like Stanley, I love my son even more!"

For the safety of her son, she would risk it all.

The other end of the phone was silent.

The silence was deadly.

After a long time, a sentence came from the other end of the phone, "Tomorrow, drive Stanley's body to the hotel and look for me. You know the address of that hotel." Speaking of which, he paused. "If what you said is true, Rebecca, I will give you a big reward. I will give you whatever you want!"

Lowering her eyes, Rebecca said, "Mr. Wells, I just want my son to be safe. I don't want anything else."

"As long as Stanley is dead, your son will definitely be returned to your side, safe and sound."

"Thank you, Mr. Wells."

"Remember to come on time tomorrow."

"Yes."

Waiting for him to hang up the phone, Rebecca then heaved a sigh of relief. Her forehead was covered with cold sweat, and her body was wet. Softly, she sat on the sofa and looked at the tall figure standing by the window.

"Stanley, he had asked me to meet him tomorrow."

The man who was standing with his back to her, turned around. Stanley's dark eyes were fixed on her as he gave a light nod. "I'll get Anthony to make the preparations. He won't be able to escape this time."

After that, he turned to go out. Rebecca suddenly stood up and grabbed his hand. "Stanley, don't you have anything else to ask me?"

Stanley narrowed his eyes. "About what?"

"For example, my son, Nathan, which is also your son. He is six years old and very well-behaved. He looks very much like you."

Talking about her son, Rebecca's face was filled with gentleness. "The reason I've been able to survive abroad all these years, was because I had Nathan by my side. He's the source of my energy..."

Lightly, Stanley pulled out his hand, and his eyes were flashing. "Have a good rest. Let's talk about this later."

Opening her mouth, Rebecca wanted to say something, but Stanley turned and left the room.

Three days ago, in the ward, Rebecca stopped Stanley, who was about to leave, and told him the truth. She told him that they had a son who was 6 years old, was now in the hands of Harvey. Harvey threatened her with Nathan's life. Harvey even ordered her to return and murder Stanley...

Revealing the whole truth, Rebecca did not do it for any other reason. All she wanted was to use Stanley's help to save her son.

That night in the apartment, she was forcefully taken away by Oscar. As a result, it did not even take a few hours for Stanley to rescue her. This made Rebecca come to realize that Stanley's swift and decisive actions could protect her. After weighing her options many times, Rebecca finally confessed to Stanley.

Instead of being manipulated by Harvey, it was better to reveal everything to Stanley.

Compared with Stanley, Harvey was no match at all.

Asking for Stanley's help was like killing two birds with one stone. On one hand, she could take this opportunity to kill Harvey. On the other hand, she wanted to also rekindle

Stanley.

Now that he knew she had had his son, his feelings towards her would definitely change.

Confident that she could save her relationship with Stanley with her son's help.

Knowing that Stanley was also a person who was full of empathy, especially for those who had blood ties with him, he would not stand idle.

So three days ago, after she revealed everything, she begged Stanley to save their son. Sure enough, Stanley agreed after thinking for a while.

They were in Mathines now, and they had just got off the plane this morning.

Back in the other room, Stanley was alone. It was only now he had his own quiet time. He did not turn on the lights. Instead, he went straight into the room and found the sofa in the dark. His wide body fell onto the sofa.

Closing his eyes, a slim woman's back appeared in his mind. It was Sharon.

Having not seen her for a few days, he missed her dearly. Thinking that as long as he closed his eyes, she would appear in front of him.

Now that he had calmed down, he realized how much he missed her. Desperately, he wanted to listen to her voice and hug her.

Thinking of this, he suddenly opened his eyes. Then he turned on the light and dialed Sharon's phone number.

"Beep beep."

Listening to the sounds coming from the phone, his heart was beating rapidly, and he was a little nervous.

Since she had not seen him for a few days, she must be furious. Certainly, she would question where he was...

However, no one answered. It was not picked up until the phone automatically hung up.

With a frown, Stanley called Anthony.

Soon, Anthony came from the next room. "Boss?"

"Have you found my phone?"

In the past few days, Stanley's phone had been out of sight. No one knew where it was.

Stretching out his hand to grab his hair, Anthony said, "I've rummaged through all the luggage, but did not see your phone. It may have fallen on the plane. I have already contacted the airlines and asked them to check it out."

Nodding his head, Stanley had a weary expression on his face.

Anthony knew why Stanley was looking for his phone. After thinking for a while, he took out his phone and handed it to Stanley. "Boss, you can use mine if you want to call your wife."

Stanley did not even raise his head. "I called her, but she did not pick up."

Immediately, Anthony understood. "Right, there is a phone in the room. It's nighttime now in the country. Mrs. Jones is probably asleep, so she did not hear it."

Hearing that, Stanley gave a faint "yes".

Thinking for a moment, Anthony handed over the phone again. "Boss, I just found out. Here it displayed that Mrs. Jones called me yesterday during the day, but I missed it."

Only then did Stanley raise his head.

With that Anthony added, "Mrs. Jones might be angry that she was not able to find you, and because I did not answer the phone, she had sent me a few short texts. Boss, you... You can take a look."

Raising his brows, Stanley took the phone and looked down.