Because You Are My Lady

Chapter 172

The hot-tempered woman might be able to roll up her sleeves right there and then and fight with the man on the spot.

Sharon was also a little hot-tempered, but when she saw Stanley's blazing eyes, her anger diminished.

She pursed her lips and decided not to stoop to his level and fight with him.

"Where are we?" she turned her head and asked.

"Parking lot."

Sharon squinted, rather agitated.

Of course, she knew that they were at a parking lot, but which parking lot?

While she was thinking, the door was opened. Stanley stood by the car and beckoned her to come out. "Come on."

Sharon was used to wearing flat shoes, so she found it hard to walk in high heels. As soon as she stepped on the ground, she was a little unbalanced. Luckily, Stanley held her so that she didn't fall down.

Stanley frowned and looked at the woman in his arms, and then looked at the sevencentimeter-high shoes.

"Let's go."

After saying that, he took her hand and strode to the elevator.

"Alas"

Sharon stumbled behind him. "Where are you taking me?"

Two minutes later, Sharon went out of the elevator and was stunned to see the people coming and going. "Is this... the shopping mall?"

"Hmm," said Stanley lightly.

Sharon was a little confused. Why did he bring her to the shopping mall?

They just came to the mall at noon to buy the dress and shoes. Was there something else he wanted to buy?

Sharon had so many questions in her heart that she didn't have a chance to ask until she was taken to the shop that sold shoes.

What's more, the shop was the one they came to buy the high heels.

What exactly did Stanley want to do?

Before Sharon had time to ask, Stanley, who was standing beside her, said to the salesperson, "Pick her a pair of flat shoes."

Sharon looked askance, confused.

So they came back to the mall because he saw that it was inconvenient for her to wear high heels and wanted to buy another pair of shoes for her?

The salesperson obviously still remembered Stanley, the big spender. As soon as he asked for it, the salesperson immediately pulled Sharon's hand and said, "Miss, please have a seat. I'll get some shoes for you to see which one you like."

Sharon had no choice but to sit down.

After a while, the salesperson came over with a pair of shoes and was about to squat down to change it for Sharon when a voice came from the side, "Let me do it."

He then took the shoes from the salesperson.

Sharon, who hadn't come to her senses yet, was even more confused when he looked at Stanley squatting down in front of her again. Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

The more she looked at him, the more she felt that something was wrong with him, especially when they came out of the hospital.

Stanley had changed the shoes for her and his voice pulled her back to reality as he said, "Is it comfortable?"

His voice was low and deep. Sometimes, he would use the same tone and voice to ask her the same question after they slept together, "Is it comfortable?"

Sharon composed herself. She blushed and quickly nodded. "Yes, it's comfortable. Buy this one then."

Stanley nodded and gave his card to the salesperson.

After buying shoes and coming out of the shop, Sharon couldn't stand her curiosity anymore. She pulled Stanley to a corner and asked, "Tell me frankly, what are you doing?"

Stanley looked at the petite hand on his shirt, raised his hand, and flicked her hand away.

Sharon grimaced in pain and immediately withdrew her hand. She widened her eyes and looked at him.

Stanley looked back at her and said in a calm voice, "Haven't you noticed yet? We're on a date."

Sharon's eyes opened so wide in shock as if a bomb exploded in her head.

She almost dropped her jaw too.

W-What did he say?

A d-date?

They were on a date?

Did she hear it wrong? Her ears were okay, right?

Sharon looked at him in a daze, but Stanley had already taken a step forward.

After staying in the same place for a few seconds, Sharon regained her composure and immediately ran after him.

Sure enough, it was much more convenient to walk in flat shoes, and she could walk faster now.

She trotted to his side, panting. "Hey..."

Stanley walked on with his long legs and looked around. "What do you want to do? What do you want to eat? Or drink?"

Sharon looked at him, confused.

"Are you hungry? Shall we grab a bite to eat?"

"I'm not hungry!"

She had eaten so much in the hospital's cafeteria just now and he asked her to eat again? Did he want to stuff her to death?

Stanley nodded. "Okay then. What do you want to do?"

Sharon looked at him quietly and said, "What do YOU want to do?"

"I told you, we're on a date." Stanley reached out and stroked her hair.

Sharon was astounded. "What's wrong with you? Why do you suddenly want to date me?"

Stanley suddenly took a step closer to her, which scared Sharon to retreat. He stretched out his hand and pulled her over. "Didn't you say that you thought we're on a date at noon? In fact, you are looking forward to it. If so, let's have a real date."

Sharon looked at him in a daze.

What did he say?

Sharon wanted to reach out and touch his forehead, but he was too tall for her to reach. "D-Do you know what you're talking about?"

Stanley smiled. "Of course."

Sharon licked her lips. "Are you sure you want to... date me?"

Stanley's eyes fell on her. "Yes, I'm sure. This is our first date."

Sharon's heart beat fast again.

A date...

It was just two simple words, but it was so sweet that it made her heart beat faster.

On the third floor.

A man and a woman were dressed in bright-colored and dashing clothes. No matter where they were, they were head-turners and eye-catching attention.

Sharon didn't care about other people's gazes. Shee only cared about what the man said just now.

He said that he was going to have a real date with her. Did he suddenly come to his senses? Or did something happen that provoked him?

But she didn't care about either of them.

Since he said that this was their date, then let's go dating!

Sharon grabbed Stanley's arm and held it intimately. "I want to eat something!"

Stanley took a look at her and then at her hands that were holding his arm. He smiled and said, "You're not full?"

"I don't care. I want to eat as much as I can!"

This was their first date. She must ask him to buy her something to eat. Otherwise, how could it be called a date?

Stanley nodded. "Then what do you want?"

Sharon took him to the ice cream shop. "This one!"

Stanley frowned in dismay.

She was really a young girl. What was so nice about this anyway?

"You can eat other things, but not this one."

Hearing this, Sharon was anxious. "Why?"

"Shush. You can't, and that's final."

It was approaching September and summer had passed. It was too cold to have ice cream now.

Obviously, Sharon did not know that he was actually stopping her for her own good, so she stomped indignantly. "I want to eat this!"

"Let's eat something else, okay?"

"No, I want to eat this!"

Stanley frowned. "Be good."

Sharon was really agitated. What did he think he was doing? Was she his daughter? She was his wife, not his daughter!

They were only two minutes into their first date and already had the first quarrel.