Because You Are My Lady

Chapter 80

Jimmy raised his hand and made a gesture of surrender. "Okay, I won't say anything later. I will put up a cold and indifferent expression as you do. Is that okay?"

"Hmph!" Stanley snorted.

Jimmy was speechless and complaint inwardly. "You're so childish. What is there to be jealous of?"

Jackson glanced at him and said, "Wherever you go, you flirt. You deserve to be cursed!"

Jimmy felt wronged and said, "Hey, is it my fault for being a ladies' man?"

Both men glared at him.

Realizing that his words might offend them, Jimmy went to Howard sheepishly without a word. NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

When there were only two people left, Jackson took a sip of wine and said, "Where is your wife from?"

Stanley rubbed his eyebrows and replied casually, "I think her hometown is at Jackinson, and she's studying in Beachmarsh City. Why?"

Jackson smiled and said, "Nothing. I'm just wondering."

However, he was even more skeptical. He had only been to Jackinson once, and he was there to carry out his mission in the remote forests. It was impossible for him to meet Sharon.

But why did he find her so familiar?

After thinking for a long time, he didn't come up with a clue.

On the other hand, in the corridor, Sharon, who was standing as still as a statue, slowly regained her composure as the man got closer and closer. Her first reaction was not to stand there and take the initiative to greet him.

Instead, she turned around and walked away.

She didn't know why she did this, but she could not help hiding in the corner.

It turned out that it was not an illusion.

Everything happened was true.

Shawn was really in Beachmarsh City.

Sharon's heart was in a mess. These days, because of the incident with Jewel and Melody's injury, she had no time to think about Shawn, so she temporarily put aside the unexpected encounter with him that day.

Deep in her heart, whatever happened on the street the other day must be a dream and illusion.

But it was not.

She saw clearly that it was Shawn and recognized him at the first glance.

His appearance had been engraved in her heart, and she would never forget it for the rest of her life.

She walked faster and faster until she almost ran.

With an abrupt and loud bang, she bumped into a waitress who came out of a room.

"Oh my god!" The waitress exclaimed, and the expensive wine in her hand spilled all over the floor. She complained indignantly, "Are you blind? Do you not see where you're heading?"

Sharon immediately apologized. "I'm sorry."

After that, she was about to leave.

The waitress pulled her and said, "Hold on. Do you want to leave now? You knocked over my things! Don't you think you should compensate me first?"

Sharon's mind was buzzing. She opened her mouth and was about to speak when a man's voice sounded behind her with a gasp, "Sharon?"

Sharon suddenly froze.

It was very dark in the corridor, and the dim illumination made it very blurry that one could hardly see her face from a far distance.

Shawn walked over step by step and felt that he must have drunk too much and had mistaken her for someone else.

He had dinner with some friends and they brought him here for some extra entertainment after dinner. He drank one glass too many and wanted to come out to take a smoke to sober himself up. Unexpectedly, he saw a woman's back from afar, which looked very much like Sharon, so he hurried to catch up with her.

"Sharon..." Shawn reached out to grab her. "Is it you?"

Sharon took a deep breath and turned back with a smile on her face. "Sir, are you talking to me?"

Shawn was stunned.

Sharon squatted on the ground, picked up the broken wine bottles, put them in the waitress's tray, looked at the name tag pinned on the waitress's chest, and said, "Lisa, it's my first day at work, so I'm quite clumsy. I'm sorry for accidentally collided with you. I'll be careful next time. Please don't tell the manager, okay?"

The waiter was stunned. "You..."

Sharon grabbed the waitress' arm, and pleaded, "I will compensate for these. Don't tell the manager, please."

As she spoke, she winked at Lisa.

Lias was completely stunned and didn't know what to say, so she simply stood there, dumbfounded.

"This gentleman, you seem to have drunk too much that you treat me as your friend." Sharon stood in the shadow and smiled at Shawn. "If there's nothing I can do for you, I'll take my leave. Lisa, let's go."

Sharon forcibly dragged the waitress and was about to leave.

However, she felt the firmer grip on her wrist which made her heart skip a beat. She was sure that she could not deceive him with such a poor lie.

"Sharon, I know it's you."

Sure enough, Shawn's voice sounded behind her.

Sharon shook off her hand and said, "Sir, you really have mistaken me for someone else. I don't know you."

"Sharon!" Shawn did not give up and pulled her back. "Sharon, my Sharon. Why don't you admit it's you? I know it's you. I came back! I came back to see you. Do you miss me? I miss you very much..."

He drank so much that his body reeked of alcohol. As Sharon was pulled into his arms, his bodily odor exhumed into her nose.

She wanted to push him away, but he hugged her tightly.

In the private room.

For the third time, Stanley raised his wrist and looked at the time. There was no expression on his face, and he didn't say anything, but he frowned gloomily.

Jackson laughed and said, "Are you worried about her?"

Stanley glanced at him.

"If you are, go out and have a look."

Jackson was sitting on the sofa, with a faint smile on his face. "She's been away for almost half an hour. I'm a little worried about her, not to mention you."

The stubborn Stanley huffed, "It's not like this is some lawless venue. She just went to the restroom. What could have happened?"

"You're right." Jackson smiled and said, "Although this place is better than an ordinary nightclub, there may be some rich dudes who are out of their minds who take a fancy to Sharon's beauty and forcibly snatch her back to be their wife. You know, like what's shown on TV."

"You've watched too many soap operas," said Stanley with contempt.

Jackson shrugged and said, "Then just pretend that I didn't say anything."

Stanley lowered his gaze, but his mind was not in the room at all. He was a little annoyed and wondered why Sharon was such a troublemaker to take so long to go to the restroom.

One minute passed.

Two minutes.

Three minutes later, Stanley who sat still all the while got up and went straight out.

Jackson teased, "Where are you going?"

Stanley said grumpily, "I've drunk too much. I need to use the restroom."

Jackson shook his head and chuckled in amusement at the stubborn and childish Stanley.

"Let me go!"

Shawn was embracing Sharon tighter and tighter as if he wanted to infuse her into his body.

She was so flustered that she pushed him with great effort. "Let me go! Do you hear me!"

Shawn held her tightly and smelled the familiar odor on her body. He was almost crazy. He had finally found her after so much effort. How could he let her go!

Every cell in his body was clamoring to hold her tightly and never let go!

Men were naturally stronger than women. Even Shawn, who was drunk, could hold Sharon tightly and prevent her from escaping. Her petite body was almost crushed by his enormous strength.

Sharon was not a little girl who knew nothing about the world, nor was she the naive girl who didn't understand anything when she was with Shawn.

Now she could clearly feel the strong lustful desire from Shawn.