Because You Are My Lady

Chapter 28

Jewel stared at Sharon with wide eyes. "Why is she here? Is she following Stanley?"

Stanley didn't know that Jewel went to see Sharon in private, nor did Jewel want him to know about their private meeting.

If Sharon took the initiative to greet her later, she might as well pretend that she didn't know Sharon and that they never met each other.

This was because Stanley didn't like her to do these petty actions behind his back.

Sharon saw Jewel, who was hiding behind Stanley, looking delicate and fragile, but her glare at her was fierce.

Sharon was speechless. She couldn't comprehend why Jewel disliked her so much.

The atmosphere in the small restroom was eerily silent and awkward.

Looking at Sharon sitting on the toilet, Stanley frowned and asked, "Why are you here?"

Sharon cleared her throat and immediately said, "I accidentally entered the wrong restroom. The one on the first floor was being repaired. I was in a hurry, so I had to use the one on the second floor."

As a result, she bumped into them here. "What are the odds?" She wasn't sure if she was lucky or unlucky for such an unexpected encounter.

Stanley narrowed his eyes. "What are you doing here?" Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

"Uh, having some fun with my friends."

"Go home now!"

This was not a place a girl should be.

A fury of wrath suddenly burned in Sharon's heart.

She was not angry earlier, but now she was so angry that she wanted to beat him up.

"Why can't I be here? Only men can be here, but not women? That is discrimination!" She shouted inwardly.

She hadn't mentioned his affairs with Jewel yet!

Sharon wanted to shout at him, but she didn't have the guts to do so. He had the absolute right to speak since he was her sponsor, so she didn't dare to argue with him.

Looking down, she then raised her head again, curling her lips into a sweet and obedient smile. "Okay, I'll leave later."

"Do you really expect me to leave? Not a chance! Hmph!" She refuted secretly.

The obvious dissatisfaction was still lingering in her eyes. How could a smart man like Stanley not see her through? He crossed his arms in front of his chest and looked down at her like a dominator. "How long have you been here?"

"Why? Do you want to know how much I've seen and heard?"

It was indeed a little suspicious that she, an adult, did not see the obvious male sign outside and said that she had entered the wrong restroom.

Sharon stood up with a sincere face. "Please believe me. I didn't see or hear anything. I fell asleep here and was woken up by my cell phone."

She would deny to the very end of it.

Stanley stared at the pure and tender face with the big eyes full of innocence and an expression of "I'm not lying".

But deep down, she was as cunning and intriguing as a little fox.

If he remembered correctly, she didn't make a scene after seeing the scandal between Jewel and him in the news.

Logically speaking, as long as a woman saw her husband had these scandals, she would have more or less grumbled and complained about it. But she not only didn't but she also actively avoided discussing these issues.

Should he say that she was well-behaved and sensible, or did she have some other thoughts about him?

Sharon was a little flustered as he had been staring at her with his dark and sharp eyes without saying anything. Did he still not believe her words?

She felt depressed.

"How unlucky I am to meet them here," she thought to herself.

She was sighing inside her when he finally said, "Get out of here."

Sharon immediately stood up straight and said, "Okay, I'll leave now."

Looking at the woman's back who left without hesitation, Stanley's eyes slowly became profound.

The restroom quieted down again. Jewel's heart skipped a beat and she was a little flustered as Stanley stood tall and straight beside her, staring at the direction where Sharon disappeared.

She knew Stanley well. In addition to Rebecca, he would not have a place for someone else in his heart.

But the way he looked at Sharon just now made her a little flustered.

She couldn't let the man she had been securing for years be seduced and snatched away by a little girl!

Jewel narrowed her eyes and pretended that she didn't know Sharon. "Stanley, do you know the girl?"

Stanley retracted his gaze, glanced sideways at her, and asked instead, "How do you know I'm here?"

Jewel bit her lip and hesitated.

"Spill it!"

"Uh... The owner of this club is my fan and knows about my relationship with you. I told him to inform me secretly if you come here in the future..."

Jewel did not dare to continue as Stanley's face turned gloomy.

She knew that she had crossed his line again.

A man of his stature hated it the most when others plotted against him behind his back.

Jewel's eyes turned red and almost shed tears. "I was just too scared, that's why I had someone tell me your whereabouts secretly. I was afraid that you would abandon me if you had another woman. I was afraid... I had lost my brother, and I don't have any family in this world. I only have you now."

As she spoke, her tears fell when she thought of her elder brother, who had passed away at a young age.

Jensen Russell.

Stanley's eyes shifted. "Okay, stop crying. It's good that you know you're wrong. Learn your mistake, and don't do this kind of thing again. You know I don't like people prying into my whereabouts."

Jewel raised her head and promised repeatedly, "I know. There won't be next time!"

"Go back first. I'll ask Anthony to send you off."

Anthony was not a nobody. He was Stanley's most trusted subordinate. Since he had asked someone he trusted the most to send her home, it must mean that there was still a place for her in his heart.

Jewel felt slightly relieved.

She knew that she would certainly irritate the man if she insisted on staying back, so she obediently agreed to his arrangement.

Stanley walked out of the restroom, but there was no one around him. Anthony sent Jewel home, so he went straight to his room.

The corridor was eerily quiet and long as if there was no end to it. Stanley was walking forward but suddenly stopped.

"Come out!"

He stood still and glanced with the corner of his eye. His eyes were fierce and his voice was sharp as a blade.

There was someone hiding in the dark corner behind him.

There was a figure standing in the dim corner that one could not see his face clearly. His lazy and deep voice sounded, "You found me so so soon? You're really capable. You live up to your reputation as the heir apparent of the Jones Family."

With that, the man raised his hand and applauded.

As Stanley leaned to one side, the light in the corridor shone on his face, giving off a gloomy and cold air. He opened his thin lips slightly and said, "Liam!"

Liam Frazier raised his eyebrows and came out of the shadow with his arms wrapped with white gauze. "Don't get me wrong. I'm not following you, but I didn't expect to meet you here."

Although he said so, it didn't sound convincing at all.

Stanley smiled contemptuously. "It seems that I was too soft on you back then and didn't make you completely disabled. Now you still have the energy to stir up trouble and sneak up behind me, huh?"

The smile on Liam's face froze bit by bit, and there was a hint of resentment in his eyes. Stanley drove him out of Beachmarsh City that year and almost killed him with one shot. There was still a scar on his body, reminding him of the incident.

After letting out the momentary hatred, Liam smiled leisurely. "I heard that you got married a year ago. Gee, you married another person so soon. I thought you would be single for the rest of your life for Rebecca."

"Shut up!"

A chilling light suddenly flashed across Stanley's eyes. "Don't mention her name!"