Because You Are My Lady

Chapter 217

The movement of buttoning up his shirt slowed down. Stanley turned around to look at her. "Did you hear everything?"

Sharon nodded.

"The call from Rebecca last night, she was probably asking me for help," he said slowly.

Stunned for a moment, Sharon then let out a bitter laugh and said, "You're blaming me for taking away your phone, and preventing you from saving Rebecca."

"I didn't say that." Stanley frowned. "Don't let your imagination run wild."

"Then don't go!"

Taking a big step forward, Sharon raised her head and stared straight at him. "Rebecca should have nothing to do with you. The business between the two of you was already in the past, that was what you said yourself!"

"Sharon..."

"Don't go!" Sharon grabbed his hand tightly. "Right now, I'm your wife. You should be by my side, instead of going to find your first love!" "She may be in danger." "Then call the police. We could also ask Jimmy." Sharon was not giving in. "Her disappearance has nothing to do with you. You don't need to take responsibility. Don't go looking for her!"

Pulling out his arm, Stanley held her face with both hands and stared straight into her eyes. "I have to. She's not a stranger. I know that I have no responsibility for her disappearance, but I can't just do nothing!"

Refusing to listen, Sharon was so stubborn that she did not want to let him go. "Does she have to find you whenever something happens to her? Whether she's missing or in trouble, you'll be there to help. Next time, you'll even leave me alone for just a small matter?" Sharon held his hand tightly and did not let go. "Stanley, don't go looking for her. Let's call the police and let them take care of this matter!"

With his brows furrowed, Stanley then raised a hand to touch her cheek. "Be good."

"I don't want to!" Sharon shook her head. "No! Don't go find her!"

"I'm just going over to take a look, and then I'll be back." Stanley tried to withdraw his hand. "I'll be back at night. It's not like I'll be gone forever. Don't be like this, okay?"

As the last word fell, he pulled out his hand.

Sharon's face was ashen. "You're really leaving?"

Nodding, Stanley said, "I have to."

Even if he wanted to call the police, Stanley had to appear on the scene. In addition, there was also a surveillance camera in the room. Checking the surveillance would make everything clear.

Again, Sharon stared straight into his eyes and asked word by word, "What if I say I won't let you go?"

"Sharon, be good."

"Answer me. If I don't let you go, aren't you still leaving?" There was no expression on Sharon's face. "As your wife, I'm asking you to stay. So, are you going to leave or not?"

Pressing the space between his brows, Stanley coaxed, "Don't be unreasonable. I'll be right back. I promise you, I'll definitely come back at 10 p.m. to be by your side, okay?"

Being unreasonable?

For just wanting him to stay behind. How could he think that she was being unreasonable?

A bitter smile spread from the corner of her mouth. She lowered her eyelashes in disappointment and said in a light voice, "After all, in your heart, Rebecca is more important."

After that, the bedroom was quiet, it was dead silent.

Scared to raise her head, Sharon did not dare to look at him.

Afraid that she might be right, Sharon did not dare to face it.

At the same time, she was sure that she was already so madly in love with him.

Turning around, Sharon did not want to see him leave, so she left beforehand.

"I have no feelings for her, and now..."

A deep voice of a man rang out from behind her as it flows with the wind, and blew into her ears. "The one I love is you."

Stopping her steps, her blood froze, and her whole body was as stiff as a stone. It seemed that even her breath was stagnant.

Sharon's eyes popped, and her long eyelashes tremble violently.

What... Did he just say?

He loved her?

Did he really love her?

The one he loved was me?

Thus, her palms began to sweat, as well as her back. She was nervous yet excited. Also, she felt thirsty, like her body was extremely dehydrated. There was a ray of hope shining into her life.

Turning around in a daze, she wanted to ask him more, but she was stunned.

There was nothing left but emptiness. Stanley was long gone.

It was as if everything that had just happened was merely an illusion.

Standing there for a long time, the blood in her body started to flow back, and she came back to life again. This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Thinking of something, Sharon ran to the window. Indeed, she saw a man in a black suit bending over to get in the car. Sharon wanted to stop him, but she could not say a single word.

I love you too...

Softly, she said in her heart.

The car roared and left in high speed.

The spacious room was a mess. The tea table fell on one side, and the teacup was smashed. There was blood on the corner of the sofa, as well as the edge of the window. The curtains were torn too. Obviously, there were traces of a fight.

Signaling his colleagues to take pictures in order to collect evidence. He scanned the room with his sharp eyes and found that there was no other obvious evidence to prove what had happened in the room.

The man standing by the window lifted up the torn curtain, looked at it, then threw it aside. Next, he looked at the blood on the corner of the sofa, and frowned.

"The monitor had been destroyed, and we can't see anything." Jimmy came over with the broken monitor. "It seems that the surveillance had been found."

Sweeping a glance at him, Stanley asked, "Who do you think did this?"

"Harvey?"

"It couldn't be him. Since he and Rebecca are a team, so he wouldn't have done such a thing."

Jimmy nodded. "That's why I'm also baffled right now. Rebecca had just returned after she had disappeared for seven years. Plus, she does not have any enemies, so who would kidnap her?"

Stepping on the broken pieces, Stalley walked in the direction of the bedroom. "There's another clue." "What?" Jimmy immediately followed.

Coming into the bedroom, Stanley then stood by the bed. He pointed at the bottom of the bed and said, "There's a listening device."

With that, Jimmy raised his eyebrows and said, "What you mean is that you have hidden the listening device deep inside, and the guys would not have found it."

"The bedroom is very clean and tidy, and there seemed to be no trace of a fight. I don't think anyone has searched the bedroom."

It made sense.

Nodding. Jimmy said, "Then, take it out quickly. I'll take it back and let the Tech Department check on it. We'll see if we can find out what happened last night."

Standing still, Stanley said, "You get it."

In response to that, Jimmy glared at him. "What do you mean?"

"It's dirty." Stanley only spat out these two words.

The words pissed of Stanley. "The bottom of the bed is always dirty!"

"So, you find it."

D*mn it! That b*stard!

Although Jimmy was complaining, he still rolled his eyes and lay down under the bed.

The scorching sun was shining. On the main road, there were two cars driving, one after the other. The car speed was so fast that they caused gusts of wind.

At last, the car arrived at the Jones Family estate. As it stopped, the car door opened. Stanley came out of the car.