Because You Are My Lady

Chapter 164

Sharon twisted her head with difficulty and found that Stanley had fallen asleep again.

Why was he so exhausted?

Served him right though for not controlling himself!

Although she thought so, she didn't do anything else as she might wake him up if she moved a little.

She squinted at the man who was sleeping soundly and used her glances to illustrate his facial features.

His nose bridge was really high; his eyebrows were really beautiful; his lips were really thin...

In short, he had a charming and handsome face.

As Sharon looked on at his face while thinking, her eyelids gradually drooped unconsciously and she fell asleep again.

When Sharon woke up again, it was already noon. They felt so energetic after sleeping for so long. As soon as Sharon got up from the bed, there was a knock on the door. "Mister, Madam, rise and shine. Lunch is ready."

Argh, how embarrassing!

What a shame!

She literally needed an elderly to come to wake them up! Content is © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

Sharon, who was too ashamed by herself, hid in the bathroom for a long time to wash up.

By the time she came out of the shower, there was no one left in the bedroom. It seemed that Stanley couldn't wait any longer and went to another room to take a bath.

She changed her clothes and went downstairs. As expected, Stanley had already sat at the table and began to eat breakfast. While drinking coffee, he read the newspaper gracefully.

Hazel looked over with a smile. "Good morning, Madam."

Sharon looked embarrassed.

"Mor...Morning..."

Hazel was obviously teasing her.

The sun was already so high up in the sky. It was no longer morning.

The culprit who was responsible for all this was the man who was reading the newspaper on the opposite side of the table.

Sharon raised her head and glared at him.

It was a pity that Stanley did not notice her and continued to drink his coffee.

How dare he ignored her! Hmph!

Sharon raised her eyebrows and kicked him directly.

Bulls-eye!

Grimacing in pain, Stanley frowned, put down the newspaper in his hand, and looked up.

Sharon glared at him and then quickly looked away to avoid any eye contact with him.

Served him right!

Stanley squinted his phoenix eyes, glanced at her clothes, and suddenly said, "Are you going to wear this one?"

Sharon didn't expect that he didn't seek revenge on her but talked about her clothes instead. Sharon didn't know what he was talking about, so she was in a daze for a moment and then looked down at herself. "What's wrong? Is it inappropriate?"

Her clothes are not skimpy nor revealing at all.

Stanley smiled and said, "No, it's good."

Then why did he ask about this!

"I just want to tell you that it will be hot today so you will feel hot if you wear too many clothes."

After he said that, he smiled gently with a kind look in his eyes.

He actually concerned about her!

Sharon felt that she was too narrow-minded earlier for doubting him.

She lowered her head shamefully. "I don't feel hot."

"You're not hot now, but it will get hotter when the temperature rises." Stanley smiled and raised his hand to touch her face. "Change a short-sleeved shirt later, okay?"

There was no reason for Sharon not to listen to him. She immediately nodded and said, "Okay, I'll take your advice."

"Eat, I'll bring you to the mall to buy clothes after you finish."

"Huh?"

Sharon did not expect that he would suddenly say so. "I have clothes upstairs, so you don't have to buy..."

"Of course I need to." A faint smile hung at the corner of Stanley's mouth. "It's almost the change of season. You also need to add some clothes to your wardrobe. It just so happens that I have nothing to do today, so I'll accompany you to buy clothes."

Sharon was dumbfounded and did not expect him to be serious.

"What are you looking at me for? Eat quickly."

"...Okay."

Sharon felt that he was weird today, but she couldn't tell at the moment what was weird about him.

After brunch, Sharon just took a sip of water when Stanley came downstairs and waved to her. "Come on."

Sharon put down the glass in her hand and walked over. "What's up?"

"Let's go out."

"Oh? Are we really going to the mall?"

"Of course."

"You don't have to..."

Stanley ignored her and went straight forward. As he walked, he said, "We're going to meet Shawn, right? It's too shabby for you to dress like this."

Sharon squinted at him, astounded.

All her memories came back. Last night, he did say that he would go to the hospital with her.

She thought that he was just saying that on impulse, but she didn't expect him to be so serious!

Also, didn't he say that he wanted to accompany her to buy clothes because it was hot today?

Why did he have to say that her clothes were shabby?

Was that concern or contempt?

She was unhappy all the way, so she didn't even look at him when they were at the shopping mall.

Stanley took her directly to a few branded stores. The retail sales staff was very sharp and quick- witted. They could almost see through at a glance which customers were really rich and likely to buy their clothes and which ones were only there for the window shopping.

Stanley casually stood there. He was surrounded by a low-key and introverted aura. He was donning high-end bespoke clothing and accessories from head to toe, to which a person with sharp eyes could tell that he was a wealthy man who kept a low-profile.

The salesperson was very enthusiastic. "Sir, are you buying clothes for your girlfriend?"

Stanley glanced at her casually. "She's not my girlfriend."

The salesperson pursed her lips a little awkwardly. Was the woman his mistress?

Nowadays, it was a norm for rich men to have two to three mistresses. The man seemed to be dignified and top- class, but she didn't expect him to be so raffish too.

"She's not my girlfriend. She is my wife." Stanley pulled Sharon, who was standing aside and unwilling to come in, and said, "Pick some clothes for her to try."

The salesperson responded quickly and immediately pulled Sharon over, which appeared to be particularly cordial. "Madam, what would you like to try? A blouse? Or a dress? We have all of them here. Here is the latest design. You can try it on."

When Sharon came to the mall with Melody, she often passed by such luxury stores and had seen how cocky and realistic these salespeople were.

The salespeople didn't bother to entertain them, perhaps knowing that they couldn't afford the clothes in their store.

But she didn't expect that she would be able to receive such a wonderful service because she came here with Stanley.

This was the reality.

Sharon sighed.

She was about to follow them to have a look when Stanley, who was sitting on the sofa, suddenly said, "Wait."

Sharon turned around and asked, "What's the matter?"

"I wasn't talking to you."

Sharon squinted.

Stanley's eyes fell on the salesperson, which made her face turned red and her heart beat faster. "A-Are you talking to me?"

Stanley nodded.

No matter what kind of woman she was, she would be a little tempted as she was being stared at by such a handsome man.

The salesperson did not know why he called her. She licked her lips and looked a little shy. "S-Sir, what can I do for you?"

Sharon, who was standing by the side, saw everything clearly and her face immediately turned gloomy.

B*stard! How dare he flirt with girls everywhere!

"Moreover, young lady, can you wake up, please? He has said that I am his wife. Have some decency!" Sharon thought as she glared at them.

Stanley simply frowned and could not apprehend why the salesperson was blushing inexplicably. He pointed to a dress hanging on the hanger beside him and said, "Take this one and let my wife try it."