Because You Are My Lady

Chapter 252

It was almost 11 o'clock, but Sharon's eyes were still wide open, and she was tossing and turning on the bed.

Although the bed was huge, it was empty. She was all alone. Restlessly, she got up from bed and ran to the study.

While in the study, there was a hard-working man. Stanley needed to handle all the documents that Anthony had brought for him, personally. With no choice, he had to work overnight.

Under the warm yellow light, at the mahogany-classical desk, Stanley was wearing a set of comfortable pajamas with a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose. He had a straight nose, and his thin lips were tightly compressed into a line while his angular facial features were sharp. No matter how she looked at him, he was as charming as ever!

As Sharon stood in front of the study, her heart was thumping wildly, and her face was oddly burning hot.

The man sitting behind the desk frowned after going through a document. With a stern look, Stanley closed the file and threw it on the desk. Pinching his eyebrows, he looked up and saw Sharon, who was standing at the door like a piece of wood.

Stanley frowned upon the sight. "Didn't I tell you to rest early? What are you here for?"

After that, he reached out and said, "Come here."

Slowly, Sharon moved over, and Stanley pulled her into his arms. Falling into his embrace, Sharon sat on his legs while taking in the pleasant smell of his after-bath scent.

Sharon's small hands were placed on his chest. For no reason, she stuttered, "I... can't sleep..."

"Even if you can't, you still need to. You're pregnant, so you need all the rest you can get."

Clearly she knew, but she just could not fall asleep.

"Be good now. I'll get you a glass of milk. Go to bed after drinking it cause it's getting late." Stanley got up, put her on the chair, and went downstairs.

Touching her belly, Sharon felt a bit jealous, as this man was never like this. Was he good to her only because she was pregnant?

That was depressing! She could not even be compared with a child!

Not long after, there were footsteps outside the door. Stanley opened the door with a glass of milk in hand. Sharon took over the warm milk and sipped it in small mouthfuls as she looked around.

"What are you up to again?" Stanley's smiling tone sounded above her head.

"Um..." Sharon placed her cup down and licked the milk on her lips. Her pink lips were glowing, and it was alluring. Stanley's gaze deepened and his Adam's apple bobbed.

"I have something to ask you." Sharon raised her head and looked at the tall man.

"Um?" A light sound came from the man's nose. "What?"

Nervously, Sharon stood up. She originally wanted to look Stanley in the eye standing up, but since she was so short that even if she had tiptoed, her gaze would only land on Stanley's shoulders. Thus, Sharon decided to give up.

"Do you... love me?"

Raising her head, Sharon stared straight into his eyes and asked.

Hearing that, Stanley was stunned as he did not expect this sudden question. This caused his heart to beat faster. Never had he confessed his love to a woman, not even to Rebecca in the past.

At this crucial moment, the words were stuck in Stanley's throat. He could not even utter a single word.

After waiting for a long time, Sharon did not get an answer. She felt discouraged and was even a little mad!

If you loved someone or not, just say something! Staying silent was more dreadful than just killing her.

He was not going to say a word, huh?

Humph, but still she insisted on getting his answer!

With that, Sharon forcefully pushed the man onto the couch while she sat on top of him and placed both her hands on his chest. Then, she looked into his pitch-black eyes. "Do you love me or not?"

It was a little ruthless, like she was forcing him.

Stanley narrowed his eyes and was a little amused yet helpless. "You're not acting decent, get down!"

"No!" Sharon moved her bottom. "If you're not telling me, I won't get off!"

How could Stanley's sensitive body resist Sharon's actions right now? His eyes were red as if there was a flame of desire burning in them.

At this moment, Sharon only cared about making him honestly confess his feelings. She did not notice that Stanley's eyes were growing deeper.

"Are you gonna tell me or not? If not, I'll keep wasting your time until the sun comes out, humph!"

Suddenly, Sharon discovered that this feeling of being on top was really cool.

"I'll give you one second to get down, or else you'll have to bear the consequences!" Stanley's low and hoarse voice split her open. Trembling, Sharon felt a little scared. However, she needed to achieve her goal. She snorted and continued to sit still. "So tell me what I want to hear, only then I'll come down. Otherwise, I won't!"

A smile slowly curled up the corner of Stanley's mouth.

"What... What are you doing?"

Looking at his expression, Sharon was actually scared. With that, she decided not to fool around anymore. She wanted to escape. "Fine, fine. You're the boss. I'll get down... Ah..."

Carefully, her body was placed on the sofa. Stanley trapped her in his arms. Sharon could not escape, nor was there anywhere to run. In an instant, her body no longer felt like hers, and it was getting a little blurry as if she was drunk. She felt like she was lightly hanging in the air, and her heart was falling into a panic.

Stop!

All of a sudden, Sharon came back to her senses and her voice was as weak as a kitten, "No... No, the doctor said..."

Stanley was able to regain consciousness as Sharon's words were like a basin of cold water. Otherwise, he might not be able to hold back. Sharon was also terrified by the way he was staring at her. Scared that he was going to lose his mind and swallow her whole.

Fortunately, someone was gradually returning to his normal state, and the powerful hand on her waist slowly loosened.

Sharon heaved a sigh of relief.

Angrily, Stanley spat out a sentence, "You demon!"

Then he angrily got up and rushed into the bathroom.

While Sharon was left lying on the sofa.

Not long after, the toilet was quiet.

But then, the sound of splashing water could be heard.

After about two minutes, Stanley came out of the bathroom with a gloomy face.

The days that he was living now, it was no different from not having a wife.

Sharon, who was sitting on the sofa, shrugged her shoulders. She tried to suppress her laughter.

Stanley did not even see it. He pulled out his chair, sat down, and started his work again.

Was he mad?

Sharon curled her lips and thought that he was stingy.

Playfully, Sharon slipped to the side of the man at work. Then, she began to move around to get his attention. However, the man who was hard at work ignored her. No matter how hard she swayed, the man was still indifferent. Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

After some time, Sharon felt pathetic and tired. Forget it! She gave up teasing him.

Yet, she refused to return to her bedroom. It was too big and empty that she could not sleep.

With that, she took a book from the sofa and started reading.

These were all professional-level books, and Sharon could not understand them at all. These books were better than sleeping pills, as her eyelids became heavier. Not even after two sentences, she could not stand it anymore.

With a bang, the thick book slipped down from her body. It landed on the carpet, which drew the man's attention.

Stanley looked over, and his gaze softened at the woman on the sofa.

After he closed his work document, he got up and came to the sofa. Looking at this familiar person, he sighed, bent down, picked her up, and went back to the bedroom.

Once Sharon was placed in bed, she automatically rolled into Stanley's arms. Stanley could not remove the arms that were tightly wrapped around his waist.

It seemed that he would not be able to finish his work this evening.

Having left with no choice but to sleep with her in his arms, Stanley turned off the light, tightened his arms, and hugged the sleeping woman. "How could I not love you..."