Because You Are My Lady

Chapter 270

Shawn looked down and saw the photo in the files, and the expression on his face changed slightly, but soon he returned to normal. "Wow, Stanley. Your methods are really unusual. You even dug out such an old story! I truly admire you."

Some time ago, Stanley had arranged for Anthony to collect Shawn's information and accidentally discovered this. Looking at the woman in the photo, who had a similarity of up to ninety percent to Sharon, he felt really disgusted.

"If Sharon were to know about this, do you think she would not be disgusted by you?" Stanley looked at him coldly. "Sharon sees you as her brother. In her memories, you were that pure and honest young man by her side. If she found out about your past and what you did to the Lewis Family over the years, Shawn, how differently do you think she would look at you?"

To return to the Lewis Family, Shawn did a lot of dirty business. "To regain your power in the Lewis Family, you even slept with your stepmother, right? She betrayed your father for you. But as a result, after regaining your power, what has become of her? Do you need me to remind you?"

Every time Stanley said a word, Shawn's face turned one shade colder, and his smile disappeared gradually. At last, it was replaced by extreme anger of having been exposed. Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

"So, Shawn, you'd better listen carefully to every word I say! From now on, don't pester Sharon anymore. Otherwise, if you piss me off, I won't show you any mercy!" Stanley leaned over slightly and stared straight at him with his dark eyes. He warned, "If you don't want your dirty deeds to be exposed, I would advise you to be on your best behavior! Get the f*ck back to Cresthill City and never set foot in Beachmarsh City again! Oh, and just so you know, I have a hundred ways to kill you, and the reason why I haven't done anything is that for the sake of your ex-lover years ago. Are you clear?"

After finishing his last sentence, Stanley stood up. His defined facial features were sharp even under the dim light. After he straightened up his clothes, he said condescendingly, "Also, don't call Sharon again in the future."

As soon as he finished, he turned around and was about to leave.

Shawn, who remained silent, slowly said, "Now that you've said your part. Don't you want to hear what I want to say?"

Stanley sneered. "I'm not interested."

"But I am very interested in your marriage with Sharon." Shawn pulled up the corners of his mouth and laughed. "Your mother is seriously ill, right?"

Hearing that, Stanley creased his brows. Then, he turned around with a cold light shooting out from his eyes.

"You've checked my past, and I also curiously checked yours. Isn't that fair?" Shawn pointed to the position where Stanley just sat. "Why don't you sit down and listen to what I'm about to say?"

With that, Stanley's gaze was like a knife as he stared at him. "What are you implying?"

Shawn smiled strangely. "You didn't think that the reason I've asked you here today was to have a drink with you, did you?"

As he spoke, he took some papers out of his briefcase and threw them on the table. "These are all your mother's medical history, and I've seen it all. I know that she's seriously ill. So, if she doesn't operate in time, she won't live long."

When he saw the papers, Stanley's eyes drooped. The words written in black and white were indeed the illness that he was most familiar with.

"All this time, I've never understood why you wanted to marry Sharon, who had nothing. She did not have any family background to support her. The Sharon that you married back then was a burden. There may be kind people in this world, but you are definitely not one of them. You would not have unconditionally married her."

While Shawn said that, he was admiring Stanley's expression. "So I was curious. Then, I asked around and searched everywhere. Finally, I found some clues, and now I've found the reason why you wanted to marry Sharon."

Stanley's hand, which was on the doorknob, clenched into a fist. The veins on the back of his hand popped up, and it looked frightening.

"Now that I think about it, you are really a filial son. To cure your mother's illness, you had been looking for organs all over the country. And bam, lucky you! It so happened that Sharon's father was in an accident, and you were able to find him." Shawn raised his eyebrows and looked at him. "The accident caused him to be in a vegetative state, but you paid for his medical fee and did your best to take care of him. But, you did not do all of this for Sharon. It's for your mother! It's so that, one day, when your mother needs Mr. Cruz's organs, his body would be ready for the transplant surgery!"

Shawn stood up from the sofa and observed the man in front of him. "Tell me, if Sharon knows about these things, will she still love you? Hm?"

After hearing everything he said, Stanley uncontrollably swayed, "What exactly are you trying to do?"

"I'm not trying to do anything. I just want you to know that I'm not a nice guy, and Stanley, you're no saint either. You said that Sharon would be disgusted with me after knowing about my past. However, if she knows that you do not care about her father's life or death but only his organs, do you think she'll have a breakdown?"

The more Shawn spoke about it, the more agitated he was, and his eyes turned red. "How much does Sharon love you now? I bet she'll hate you just as much after knowing the truth!"

Feeling weak, Stanley closed his eyes, and his tall figure began to slop.

"So, what do you think? Dare you make a bet with me? Let's see if she'll forgive you or hate you after she finds out the truth, eh?" Shawn laughed in a proud and arrogant manner.

How could she forgive him? She had a good relationship with her father. If she knew about his purpose, how could she forgive him!

Stanley did not even dare to make this bet because he was not confident that Sharon would forgive him. If he had the confidence, he would tell her the truth ages ago instead of hiding it over and over again.

Originally, he planned to guard this matter and hide it for the rest of his life. In the end, it was true that paper could not contain a fire.

"Shawn, if you love Sharon, then you should not tell her about this." Stanley looked up, his eyes were red with fury. "How sad would she be if she knew? Have you ever thought about it? She will collapse, and she won't be able to take it. How can you bear to see her like that? Moreover, she's still pregnant and can't be overstimulated! You can do anything you want with me, but don't... tell her about this."

With that, a strange pleasure rose in Shawn's heart. It was the pleasure of treading Stanley under his foot! "Stanley, I can't believe this day would come for you! If you want me to keep this a secret for you, fine! I'll give you three days to divorce Sharon. After that, I promise that she will never know the truth."

In the bar.

Howard had known Stanley for a long time, but seeing him like this was a first for him. Stanley was drinking one glass of alcohol after another as if he did not care about his own life.

Around half an hour ago, the bar manager called Howard and told him that Stanley ordered a lot of alcohol. The manager was worried that if he continued to drink like this, he would probably end up with a bleeding stomach.

Immediately, Howard came over, and what he saw was a pile of empty bottles on the floor in the private room. In the dark corner, Stanley was sitting alone with an aura of decadence surrounding him.