Because You Are My Lady

Chapter 50

Stanley's brows furrowed tightly, and his thin lips pursed into a line.

Jimmy asked the ultimatum question, "Did you... fall in love with her eventually?"

Glaring at him coldly, Stanley blurted, "If you keep on being nosy like this, I'll tell Ariah that you still have contact with that woman."

Jimmy's face turned pale with fear and he said, "Please spare my life. I will not blurt another word."

Stanley sneered and took a deep look at him. "You're playing with fire, flirting around two women. One day, you'll burn yourself."

Blood drained from Jimmy's face. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he couldn't say a word in the end.

He knew that he shouldn't be associating himself with two women, but he couldn't do anything about it.

The ringtone of the mobile phone suddenly rang. It was Stanley's phone.

It was useless for him to say more. As an adult man, Jimmy should know how to deal with his own relationship problems.

Stanley took out his phone, stood up, and walked to the corner. "Hello." "Young Master!" Hazel's voice came from the phone. "Young Master, it's almost eleven o'clock. Madam hasn't returned home yet..."

Stanley's eyebrows twitched. He stretched out his hand and rubbed them. "Why hasn't she come home at this hour?"

Sharon would always go home at 9 pm and never stay out late.

"I don't know. This has never happened before. I thought that since she had just started working, she went shopping with her colleagues in order to build a good relationship with them, but it's already eleven o'clock. It's getting very late and there is no bus coming back."

The more Hazel said, the more worried she became. "Did something happen to her?"

"Call her and ask what's going on."

"I've tried, but her phone was switched off."

It did sound like something was wrong. Stanley frowned and pondered for a moment before saying, "Okay, I'll look for her myself."

Hazel breathed a sigh of relief. "Okay."

At 12 am sharp.

When Stanley returned to the villa, he strode into the house with his long legs casually. As soon as he opened the door, Hazel appeared and asked, "Young Master, how is it? Have you contacted Madam?"

Coming in with the chilly and gloomy night breeze, Stanley arched his eyebrows and asked, "She hasn't come back yet?"

He thought that she was just enjoying her moment and that she would naturally come home after realizing that it was getting late.

Hazel shook her head. "No."

If she didn't come back at such a late time, it seemed that she wouldn't come back.

Was she really staying out all night tonight?

Stanley's face suddenly fell. He lifted his leg and went downstairs, leaving a flat remark, "Okay, I know. You can go and have a rest."

Hazel could only nod. The young master was omnipotent and knew how to deal with it.

In the bedroom on the second floor.

Stanley's tall body sank into the sofa. Someone sent him home since he drank some wine in the club. Now that the alcohol started to kick in, he felt a sudden pain in his head.

He closed his eyes and rested. Under the soft light, his delicate facial features looked a little lonely and cold.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes...

He suddenly opened his eyes, picked up his mobile phone, found a number and dialed it.

"Contact Sharon's friend and ask her if Sharon is with her."

Suddenly woke up from his dream, Anthony was so shocked that he jumped up from the bed and asked, sounding a little uncertain, "B-Boss?"

Stanley grumbled impatiently, "I ask you to contact her friend."

Anthony immediately got into work mode and said, "I'll do it right now."

Stanley hung up.

Ten minutes later, Anthony called back and reported, "Boss, I contacted Miss Graham and she said that Madam is not with her, and asked me what happened to her."

Stanley frowned.

If she was not with Melody, where else could she go?

"Okay, I see."

After hanging up the phone, Stanley got up and went to take a bath, but he felt a little uneasy.

Coming out of the bathroom, Stanley called Sharon. A mechanical female voice came from the other end of the phone, "Sorry, the phone you have dialed has been switched off. Please dial..."

Stanley ended the call.

He lay on the bed, where there was her scent, especially on the pillow. The faint fragrance slowly reached his nose, and he threw the pillow away.

In addition to the pillow, her scent was all over the sheets and quilts.

Her shadow seemed to be everywhere in this room.

He almost didn't sleep all night as dawn broke across the sky. The sleepless night made him look extremely horrifying today.

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The one- hour long meeting made everyone nervous. It was not until Stanley coldly adjourned the meeting that everyone breathed a sigh of relief and ran out of the meeting room as if they were running away from a death trap.

At noon, Anthony came back from the factory. The secretary and the managers all complained to him, "Anthony, the president's office is as cold as the refrigerator today. Wendy was scolded three

times after sending in coffee three times. Go and have a look."

Anthony was shocked and immediately walked to the president's office.

After pushing the door open and entering the room, the slender figure stood in front of the large French windows, drooping his neck and smoking. Stanley's eyebrows were tightly knitted, and his face was particularly gloomy.

Anthony had guessed what had happened to him, so he slowly walked over and said, "Boss, the third batch of goods imported from the United States is in good progress. I went in the morning..."

"Anthony, go and locate Sharon's number."

Standing in front of the window, Stanley put out the cigarette in his hand and interjected him as his dark and deep eyes swept over.

Sharon spent the night at the hospital and when she woke up, she found that her mobile phone had been automatically turned off because it ran out of battery.

Yesterday, she was so worried about her father for a whole night that she forgot to call Hazel and inform her.

She never thought that Stanley would worry about her though. She figured that such a cold and aloof man would not be nervous about her whereabouts.

She was worried about Hazel instead.

In the past year, Hazel had been very kind to her, even more so than her biological mother.

Hazel must be very anxious since she didn't go back the whole night.

She thought about going back to the company later since her bag and phone charger were still in the office.

When the doctor made rounds at 8 am, Sharon was very nervous until the doctor said with a smile, "Your father is very stable now, and his body function is also good. He's doing great."

Sharon licked her dry lips and asked with her eyes wide open, "When will my father wake up?"

"It's still up to your father. We've done all we can, but he still can't wake up." The doctor sighed. "This can't be rushed. There will be miracles."

Sharon gave a dry smile. "Okay, I know." Miracles?

It had been almost two years. Why hadn't a miracle happened yet?

She couldn't hold back the sadness in her heart that she ran into the washroom to cry. Looking into the mirror, she found that her eyes were as red and puffy as a rabbit's. She washed her face quickly and looked much better.

She went back to the room, cleaned her father's face, and took the newspaper to read some news for him.

In the end, she chatted with her father again. The doctor said that if she talked to her father more often, it would help him to wake up sooner.

"Dad, I'm working now. Although I don't earn much, I've saved up a lot. I save my money slowly by living frugally."

"I will return the money that I owe to the Jones Family, as well as Stanley's."

"Although the process may take a long while, I will pay it back no matter how long it takes."

Her father had taught her since she was a child that she should not take anything from others. She would definitely not be willing to accept the grace of the Jones Family for nothing.

When she graduated and got herself a stable job, it would be the day she left Stanley.