Because You Are My Lady

Chapter 106

"Howard, I think I fall in love with her."

The cigarette in Howard's hand fell to the ground.

It was such a shocking disclosure that caught him off guard.

Did he fell in love with her?

Who was she?

Sharon?

Stanley was out of his mind, wasn't he? He wasn't supposed to love Sharon when he married her! Howard was utterly shocked.

If Stanley fell in love with Sharon, then when Sharon's father would wake up, it could turn the world upside down!

Howard came to his senses and stepped on the cigarette on the ground. He strode over and said, "What kind of joke is that? Do you really fall in love with her, or are you kidding me?"

Stanley took a deep drag on his cigarette, his Adam's apple bobbing. He wanted to say that he was joking, but he couldn't say it because he wasn't.

Every word he said was true.

Howard stood still for a long time before he came to his senses. He took out another cigarette and wanted to light it up, but the night wind was too strong that it extinguished the fire every time he tried to lit the cigarette.

Eventually, he simply threw away his cigarette and let out a long sigh. "You have always had good self-control."

Stanley smiled bitterly and said, "That's what I thought too."

But no matter how good his self-control was, he still couldn't help falling in love with her.

Howard pursed his lips and looked deeply at Stanley. "When you married her, you knew that you couldn't have feelings for her..."

"I know that."

If he knew it, why would this happen?

"So... what are you going to do now?" Howard glanced at him.

"If she knows that you marry her only because of her vegetative father in the future, she will probably hate you if she learns the truth." Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

Stanley smoked silently. He was speechless for a long time.

He shouldn't have tried to keep a close distance from her from the beginning, but he couldn't control his feelings.

He could control a lot of things, but he couldn't control his feelings for Sharon again and again.

Perhaps he had fallen in love with her a long time ago, but he denied the true feeling all the time.

"Well talk about it later." Stanley took a deep drag on his cigarette.

Howard frowned and looked at him. He wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say.

After Howard left, Stanley silently smoked a few more cigarettes, and the cell phone suddenly rang, breaking the silence.

Stanley took a look at the caller ID. It was not a domestic phone number.

Thinking of the time difference, it should be daytime in Lofrana.

Stanley answered, "Hi, Mom."

His mother's voice sounded good on the phone. "Am I interrupting your rest time?"

"No." Stanley smiled. "Why did you call me at this hour?" "I felt a little better today, so I asked the attending doctor. He gave me five minutes to call you." His mother smiled. "What about you? How have you been recently?"

Stanley put out his cigarette. He was in a much better mood as he listened to the soothing voice on the phone. "Everything is still the same. Life is plain, but..."

His mother raised her eyebrows as she heard the underlying meaning in her son's words. "What's the matter?"

Stanley laughed out loud and said, "Do you still remember the young wife I've married?"

"Have you fallen in love with her?"

"I'm indeed your son. You can even guess it so accurately."

His mother smiled and said, "If you have time, bring her here and let me see. I want to see what kind of girl my son likes."

"Nothing to look at. She's very ugly."

"Is she really ugly, or you deliberately lied to me that she's not good-looking?"

The corners of Stanley's mouth twitched, and there was a hint of gentleness in his voice that even he couldn't hear, "She has a bad temper and a stubborn personality. I'm afraid that she will humiliate herself when she meets you."

"So what? She's my daughter-in-law. I don't mind that at all."

The more she listened, the happier she sounded. "When I'm better and can get out of bed, take her to see me, okay?"

After a pause, his mother sighed again. "I hope I can see you more often while I'm still alive. Otherwise, we won't have the chance to see each other even if you want to in the future."

Stanley's heart sank, and the joy disappeared without a trace.

"Mom, there's something I need to tell you."

Her mother sensed the seriousness in his voice and asked in surprise, "What's the matter?"

"The wife's father is Reuben Cruz."

His mother was stunned. "...He is the candidate who met all the indicators."

Stanley nodded heavily. "Yes."

His mother's lips trembled and she couldn't say a word.

"God is so unfair."

Why did this happen to them? Stanley was hurt by Rebecca and Liam seven years ago. After seven years, he finally moved on from the pain and began to learn to love someone again, but...

His mother closed her eyes. "Stanley, give up,

"No!"

Before his mother finished her words, Stanley interrupted her directly. "I won't watch you die in vain. I won't give up."

His mother still wanted to say something, but the doctor outside the ward had already urged her. "Mrs. Jones, you need to rest. Please don't talk too long on the phone. It's bad for your health."

His mother sighed and said to the phone, "Think about what I said. The doctor doesn't allow me to talk to you anymore. I need to take medicine and rest."

"Okay," said Stanley. "Have a good rest. Contact me when you have time."

His mother hung up the phone.

Stanley threw the phone aside. He reached out to pinch his temple, and his handsome face was full of exhaustion.

Looking in the direction of the bedroom, Stanley strode over.

He pushed open the door and walked in.

Sharon had fallen asleep, curling up into a small ball and did not move.

Stanley walked over and lay down beside her.

His action seemed to disturb her as she shrank her body and then moved to the side.

Her resistance made Stanley frown. He couldn't help but reach out to pull her into his arms.

But he accidentally touched her wound.

Deeply asleep, Sharon grimaced and mourned in pain. Stanley turned on the bedside lamp and looked down at her arm.

It was very swollen.

After thinking for a while, he got up and went out to take the medicine that Howard left.

He poked his finger into the bottle to dig a little out and wiped it gently at her injured and swollen area.

The medicine was good. After he applied it for a while, Sharon's frowning eyebrows slowly relaxed, and her dreamy expression became sweeter.

Stanley pursed his thin lips and kept looking at her.

There was no expression on his face but a complex expression in his eyes.

The next day.

When Sharon opened her eyes, she felt a burst of pain in her arm. When she tried to move it, she felt agonizing pain surging through her body that she almost burst into tears.

It was more serious than yesterday.

She looked at the bedside and found that there was no one.

She was the only one.

When she got out of bed, she touched the pillow and it was still warm.

Sharon was stunned. Did Stanley sleep beside her last night?

That was impossible. If he was sleeping here, why didn't she feel anything at all?

Besides, it was impossible for him to sleep here. He was so angry last night that he didn't even care about her resistance and forced himself on her.

He hated her for keeping in touch with Liam. He even said to her face that he would not accept anything Liam touched.

She lowered her eyes and thought, "I'm just a thing in his heart."

He would play with it a bit if he liked it.

If someone touched it, he would despise it and throw it away mercilessly.

Sharon didn't want to worry about these things, so she got up and washed up.

In the bathroom, she looked into the mirror and saw her reddish and swollen arm. It was quite a scary sight.

She found the medicine left by Howard last night and wiped it carefully. Then she went downstairs.

There was only Hazel downstairs, and Stanley was not there.

Seeing her come down, Hazel looked behind her and said, "Why Young Master didn't come down with you?"

Sharon was stunned. "Is he at home?"

"Ah, isn't he? I didn't see him going out."

After that, Hazel frowned as she thought for a moment. "I heard the sound of the engine outside last night. Did he go out last night?"

Hazel went to the study to look for him only to find the room empty.

Was he really not at home all night?

Sharon slowly stopped eating. She had lost her appetite, and everything she ate was tasteless.

Stanley was so hot-tempered last night, not to mention the horrifying side of him when he was in the restaurant, looking as if he wanted to kill someone.

Sharon had never seen such a Stanley before.

She admitted that she was really afraid at that time.

Therefore, after returning home, Sharon tried her best to resist when he wanted to touch her.

The first reason was fear, and the second reason was that she misunderstood him, thinking that he wanted to imprison her.

That was why she proposed a divorce.

In fact, sooner or later, she would have to propose the divorce, but she shouldn't have proposed it when he was in such a bad mood. It seemed that she was heartless.

"Madam, what are you thinking about..."

Hazel saw that she did not speak, so she called her and put her hand on her arm.

"Ah."

Sharon shouted in a low voice.

Hazel was startled and said frantically, "What's wrong? What's the matter?"

"It's okay. Hazel, don't worry." Sharon immediately comforted her. "it's just a minor injury."

Hazel rolled up Sharon's sleeves and as soon as she saw the swollen arm, she frowned, distressed. "How did it swell like this? Who did it? Young Master?"

Sharon smiled bitterly and nodded.

Hazel's face fell. "How can he do this to you? He is a big man. How can he do this to a woman?"

Sharon hesitated whether to say it or not. She felt her heart suffocating and wanted to find someone to talk about the grievances.

"Tell me quickly. Are you still trying to find an excuse to cover for him?"

Hazel was obviously more anxious than her. "If he is at fault this time, I'll join you in crusading against him!"

Sharon curled her lips into a smile, feeling warm inside. "Hazel, I... I proposed a divorce with him. He was angry because of it, and there was a little conflict between us..."

"Wait!"

Before she could finish, Hazel interrupted her in a hurry.

"Madam, are you saying that you want to divorce him?"

Sharon pursed her lips and nodded. "Yes."

Hazel was furious. "Madam, what are you thinking? Why do you suddenly want to divorce him? He is bad-tempered, but he is so good in other aspects!"

Sharon felt aggrieved. "He said first that he didn't want me."

He said so in the restaurant when he was confronting Liam. She heard it loud and clear.

He said that he, Stanley, would not take anything Liam touched!

It was so hurtful that Sharon should have taken the initiative to leave him the first chance she got instead of being humiliated.

"What the hell is going on? Did you two quarrel again?" Hazel kept comforting her, "Every couple has conflicts in their daily life. The way to get along with each other is to understand each other. He is..."

"Hazel, what exactly is the grudge between Liam Frazier and Stanley?"