Because You Are My Lady

Chapter 14

Sharon narrowed her eyes skeptically. "Hazel, what did you do?"

"Wow, Madam, you're such a genius."

Sharon was at a loss for words.

She was right! Hazel did do something yesterday!

Hazel pointed to the soup Sharon was drinking. "This is the wonderful prescription that I've found. It is good for both men and women. Young Master had drunk two bowls last night, so... Ahem, this is the best out of the best. Madam, drink more, you will have a baby boy in the future."

Puff!

Sharon coughed up all the soup and threw the bowl away as if she touched a hot potato.

"You're a bad influence, Hazel! A bad influence!" Sharon cursed inside her.

A baby?

How could she have a baby with him?

She had never thought of spending the rest of her life with Stanley, let alone giving birth to a baby with him!

"Hazel, I gotta go. I'm going to be late for school."

Sharon was too frightened to eat and quickly found an excuse to slip away.

She rushed to the bus stop, panting heavily. Only when she got on the bus did she heave a sigh of relief.

Her mind was in a mess again when she thought of what Hazel said. No, she had to quickly find a job and start earning money. A negotiation with Stanley would only be valid when she got money in her hands.

She depended on him for her living expenses and her father's medical expenses. Hence, she didn't even have the right to say no in front of him.

She must have sufficient capital in her hands in order to earn the right to speak.

Before she went to school, she dropped by the hospital to see Dr. Dixion and asked him about the hospital bills. He reassured her that the payment was done early in the morning.

She thought that Stanley was pretty good at keeping his words. He said that he would settle it today, and indeed, he settled it perfectly.

Before leaving, Sharon asked Dr. Dixion for the medical receipt. Dr. Dixion was curious.

"You always ask for the receipt after every payment. What is it for?"

Sharon simply smiled and made up some lame excuses. She then left after taking the receipt.

The receipts were proof that she would pay back every penny she owed to Stanley in the future, so she had to keep these.

Before back to school, she went to visit her father again. When she looked at him lying motionlessly on the hospital bed, a lump formed in her throat at once, and her eyes reddened. She wiped away her tears, feeling the abrupt grief accumulating inside her.

Meanwhile, in the bedroom on the second floor of a villa.

William Carney pushed the door open with the documents in his hand. There was a man sitting casually on the sofa with a cigarette between his lips. His bewitching eyes were mesmerizing and fascinating, and his facial features were extremely outstanding, his lips curling.

He looked more beautiful than that of any woman.

"Young Master Frazier, this is the information you need."

William placed the documents respectfully in front of the man.

Arching his eyebrows, Liam Frazier picked up the documents with his slender fingers and flipped it.

In it were photos of Stanley and Sharon. Judging from the angle, the photos were all taken secretly, and there were also some notes attached to the photos. After viewing them one by one, Liam was intrigued. "Did he marry this woman a year ago?"

William nodded. "Yes."

Liam did not speak. Instead, he took out Sharon's photo and stared at the woman on the photo carefully with his bewitching eyes, sizing her up.

After a while, he opened his thin lips slightly and said, "She's quite good-looking."

William continued, "She's still a college student who doesn't look like a scheming person."

"Stanley is such a manther, getting involved with such a young girl." Liam leaned back on the sofa, slouching. "The media had never reported the marriage of the young master of the Jones Family to the public. Did they get married secretly?"

"Yes, they did it secretly." Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

"Oh, it's getting interesting."

William read his mind and asked, "Do you want me to bring her here?"

"What's the hurry? Hunters don't immediately kill their prey when they spotted them. The thrill comes from tracking and hunting."

The man murmured in a low voice, licking the photo of Sharon with the tip of his tongue. There were excitement and enchantment in his alluring eyes.