Because You Are My Lady

Chapter 277

When Sharon woke up, she was in the villa. Opening her eyes, she felt that the ceiling was familiar and the scent around her as well.

"You're awake?"

The moment she opened her eyes, Stanley raised his hand and signaled the doctors to enter. Softly, he whispered to Sharon, "Sharon, do you feel uncomfortable? I'll get the doctor to check on you."

Laying there, Sharon did not move at all. It was as if she did not hear his words.

Stanley pursed his lips and reached out to touch her. "Sharon?"

However, Sharon's gaze was dull as she stared at the ceiling. There was no reaction from her, and it felt like she had no perception of the outside world at all.

By then, Stanley started to panic. After knocking her out at the hospital and bringing her home, she had not been sleeping well. When she was dreaming, her emotions were unstable. Her brows were tightly furrowed, and she was constantly crying. Furthermore, she kept muttering to herself...

Now that she had woken up, he was scared out of wits to see her in such a motionless state.

"Sharon?" Stanley touched her face. There was faint distress in his voice, "Could you say something to me, please?"

Stanley talked to Sharon for a long time but failed to get any reaction from her. Seeing her like that, he felt his heart aching, but there was nothing he could do about it.

In the end, the doctor came over to examine her body and explained hesitantly, "Mrs. Jones's body is weak, and the baby is also very unstable." Then, he said to Sharon, "For the sake of the baby, Mrs. Jones, you have to snap out of this..."

When it came to her child, Sharon slowly showed some reaction. Her eyes moved, and she opened her mouth to say something.

Hurriedly, Stanley went over and asked, "Sharon, what did you say?"

In a hoarse voice, Sharon said, "I want to see my father's body."

Hearing that, Stanley froze. After a long while, he nodded and said, "I've already dealt with it. He is in the funeral parlor. You can visit him at any time."

With that, Sharon's eyelashes fluttered violently for a moment. She closed her eyes, and tears were streaming down from the corner of her eyes. Then, she opened her eyes again and slowly sat up from the bed. "Take me there right now."

As long as she was willing to speak, Stanley could do anything for her. Immediately, he stood up and said, "Okay, I'll take you there."

Then, Sharon stood up and tried to walk. Due to her weak body, her legs were like jelly, and she almost lost her balance. After only two steps, she staggered and almost fell.

"Sharon!" Stanley promptly hugged her. His dark eyes were full of worry. "You're in poor health. I think you should rest at home first. Then, I'll arrange..."

"I'm fine. I'm going to see my dad." Before he could finish, Sharon interrupted him. Then, she pushed him away and came out of his arms. "Take me to him!"

Stanley looked at her with a complex gaze. A moment later, he bent down to carry her, then walked straight out.

Sharon was startled for a moment before she started to thrash around, "Let me down! What are you doing?"

"Don't move!" Stanley said in a low voice, "I'll take you there."

After Sharon's unsuccessful attempt in breaking away from Stanely, she was breathless. In the end, she had no strength left and she was too lazy to move. It seemed that she had given in and allowed him to carry her into the car. With that, she followed him to the funeral parlor.

It was as if the heavens were mourning for her father's death. As soon as Sharon got down from the car, the sky changed, and it started drizzling.

The people at the funeral parlor had been waiting for them. Upon their arrival, they quickly led the way.Upon their arrival, the people at the funeral parlor had been waiting for them. When they saw them coming, they quickly led the way.

The body of Sharon's father was frozen in a chill box. When Sharon lifted the white cloth, she could no longer hold it in and started to cry on her father's body. Stanley, who was watching by the side, clenched his fist tightly. His heart ached for Sharon, but at the same time, he was raging with anger.

"Isai Jones, just you wait!" One day, he would personally kill him!

Sharon cried for a long time. In the end, her throat was hoarse, and no tears were coming out. She stood beside her father's body in a daze. Stretching out her trembling hand, she pulled down the white cloth...

"Sharon, don't!" Stanley wanted to stop her, but it was too late.

Pulling down the white cloth, Sharon saw that her father's upper body had already been mended with dense stitches. Those ugly and terrifying stitches were bent and curved as they intertwined across her father's body.

Although Sharon wanted to cry, her tears seemed to have dried up, and not a single drop rolled down anymore.

All of a sudden, she remembered that time when she was still a child, her father would anxiously carry her to the hospital whenever she had caught a cold, and he would blame himself endlessly. While her father held her in his arms, he would say to her, "My princess, daddy's so sorry for not taking good care of you, and now you're sick."

He was always busy with work and would sometimes come home late. However, whenever she was hungry, he would immediately go into the kitchen to cook for her even before he could change out of his work clothes.

There were many more warm and small memories she had shared with her father. In the past, Sharon thought that she would be able to live a simple but happy life forever. However, unexpected things could happen at any time, and as luck would have it, something had happened to her father.

And now, her father was dead.

She was fatherless now.

From now on, she would live alone in this world, and no one would love her as her father did.

"Dad, could you come back to life?"

Sharon could not control herself anymore. She knelt on the ground, covered her face, and began to sob helplessly.

"Dad, could you please come back to life!"

Seeing Sharon kneel on the ground, Stanely followed. As he got on his knees, his back was straight, and his thin lips were tightly pursed together. In front of Sharon's father, he heavily kowtowed three times.

"You don't have the right to kneel before my dad!" Sharon snapped. Her voice filled with grief and resentment.

Stanley's figure swayed as he raised his head, and Sharon was staring at him with a pair of red and swollen eyes, "I'm telling you to get up! You don't have the right to kneel before him!"

Slowly, Stanley stood up, and his long eyelashes trembled. He came to her and said, "I know that you hate me now, but now is not the time to do this. Sharon, the most important thing now is to let your father rest in peace."

Sarcastically, Sharon laughed, "Rest in peace? He was murdered by your family. He died with injustice, and he will never be able to rest in peace!"

"Sharon..." Stanley's heart ached with pity for her. Now, she looked as if she had lost everything. Feeling a heart-wrenching pain, Stanley wanted to hug her. However, Sharon forcefully waved his hand away and screamed, "Do not put your hands on me!"

By then, Sharon's emotion was out of control. Her face was full of rage and despair. Looking at her current state, Stanley felt more pain than someone killing himself. Also, her alienation was like a knife stabbing at his heart.

As he could not withstand it any longer, Stanley forcefully pulled her into his arms and hugged her tightly. "Sharon, I'm sorry, my love... It's all my fault for not protecting your father. I'm sorry for you and your father. Please don't be like this, okay? I swear to god that I will avenge your father and not let him die like this. I will make Isai Jones pay for everything he has done! Sharon, please..."

Stanley repeated his words over and over again. Not knowing how long it took, but Sharon, who had been struggling, slowly stopped. Motionlessly, she lay in Stanley's embrace. After a long time, she said in a low and hoarse voice, "Okay, I'll listen to you. I'm going to let my father rest in peace. I can't just let him lay here like this."

When he heard that, a hint of joy rose in Stanley's heart as he repeatedly nodded. "What do you plan to do about the funeral? We can do anything you want."

Sharon's eyelashes drooped to hide the light in her eyes as she said indifferently, "There's no need for anything. There's also no need to invite a single person either. My father did not enjoy the bustle and hustle when he was alive, and now that he has passed, he would not like it either. Our relatives had long broken off from us. My mother... Ha, there's no chance she would attend his funeral."

For the funeral, Stanley arranged it as how Sharon wanted. There was no funeral ceremony, and he did not inform anyone. Silently, he accompanied her and quietly dealt with her father's funeral arrangements.

Standing in the rain, Sharon held her father's ashes. She thought of how everything was still fine yesterday. Although her father was in a vegetative state, at least she could still see and touch him. But now, a living person had become a pile of ashes.

The image of her father's dead body flashed through her mind, and the ugly scars made her sick.

"Are you alright?" Stanley pulled her back under the roof and nervously looked at her. "How about going to the hospital first?"

Today, her emotions had been unstable. It must have been hard for her body. Stanley was worried for both her and the baby in her belly.

Pushing his hand away, Sharon calmly said, "I'm fine."

Stanley looked at her with a frown. With the urn in her arms, Sharon walked forward. Meanwhile, Anthony stood in the rain and looked at Sharon uneasily, "Mrs. Jones..."

Without a word, Sharon went straight to the side of the road and reached out her hand to stop the car.

Seeing that, Stanley strode over with an uncertain expression on his face, "What are you doing?"

"Stanley Jones, I won't carry my father's ashes into the Jones' place. Let go," Sharon calmly said.

Stanley's temple twitched. "Anthony, the umbrella!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Anthony handed over the umbrella. Stanley took it and shielded Sharon from the rain. In contrast, his entire body was exposed to the rain, and the pouring rain made a pitter-patter sound as it hit his body. It was as if he did not notice that he was standing in the rain himself.

"Yes, my surname is Jones, but I have nothing to do with the Jones family. You hate Isai Jones. Well, so do I!" Stanley did not blink as he looked at her. "I will stand up for you, and I will seek justice for your father. Listen to me, and let's go home together."

Coldly, Sharon looked at him. "How are you going to seek justice for me? Are you going to kill your father?"

Without even blinking, Stanley replied. "If you want me to kill him, I will do as you say!"

After Sharon heard his words, her body violently shuttered as she stared at him in disbelief.

"Believe me. I can do anything for you!" Stanley said as he stretched his hand to pull her. "Please go home with me, okay? You can't get wet in the rain. Please think about our child, Sharon."

Despite his words, Sharon pulled her hand out of his palm with no expression on her face. "It's impossible for me to take my father into the Jones' place. I can't, and I won't do it!"

"Sure, if you don't want to go back, then you don't have to. Let's go to the hotel." No matter what she said, Stanley would agree.

Still, Sharon dodged his hand and said, "Stanley, don't you understand? I don't want to be with you right now. I want to be alone. Don't follow me!"

After that, she turned around and got in the taxi without looking back.

Stanley threw away the umbrella and turned to get into his own car. On the other hand, Anthony was so nervous that he followed him without hesitation. "Let me drive."

Currently, Stanley did not have a clear mind, so how could he drive? With that, Anthony directly sat in the driver's seat. Immediately, he chased after the taxi in front of them, even without Stanley's order.

Sitting in the taxi, Sharon just wanted to find a quiet place to sit with her father's ashes. However, no matter how hard she thought, she could not think of a single place.

With that, she curled up in the car and suddenly felt desolate.

Suddenly, her phone rang. Sharon took it out and looked at it. She could not hold back her tears as she answered the phone, "Melody..." Hearing her sobbing voice, Melody was shocked. "What's wrong, Sharon?"

"Melody, I don't have a father anymore... He is gone..."

Melody poured a cup of warm water. Looking at Sharon who was sitting on the ground, she sighed and came to her side. "Sharon, why don't you take a shower first, hmm? And here's some warm water. Take a sip."

Sharon's eyes were red and swollen. Then she took the mug from Melody's hand. The warmth began to spread along her palm, making her feel very comfortable. Just when she was about to drink it, she suddenly felt queasy. In an instant, she got up and ran to the bathroom.

Melody quickly followed her.

After retching, Sharon felt so much more comfortable. Melody pulled her up from the ground and had her sit in a nice chair. Then, she said in a low voice, "I'll get you some clothes to change. Wait for me here."

At that time, Sharon's face was pale. She replied with a 'hmm' as her eyelashes trembled. Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

After delivering the clothes, Melody closed the door of the bathroom. She let out a long sigh and went downstairs with an umbrella.

A car was parked downstairs. From the moment Sharon got out of the taxi, the car had followed behind. It had been parked for half an hour, but there was still no sign that it was going to leave.

Upon reaching the car, Melody tapped on the window. After a while, the window rolled down, revealing Stanley's side face. Melody was shocked as she did not expect that his complexion would be worse than Sharon's.

"Mr... Mr. Stanley, I just came down to inform you that Sharon's doing fine. Tonight, she'll sleep with me. Plus, it's getting late. I think you should go back. Don't worry about her. She's in good hands."

Stanley raised his head and asked in a hoarse voice, "What is she doing right now?"

Knowing who he was referring to, Melody replied, "Just now, she cried for a while. Now she's taking a shower. Later, I'll coax her to sleep and let her have a good rest. Don't worry, Stanley."

Stanley nodded. "Thank you. You should go up and accompany her. Sorry to trouble you."

Stunned, Melody waved her hand, "No trouble at all. It's what I should do. Stanley, you don't need to stay here anymore. Go back and have a good rest."

"Mm," Stanley said faintly, but he did not move.

Then, Melody sighed and went up. When she returned, Sharon had already come out of the shower. She was lying in the bed, weeping silently.

Melody pursed her lips, lay down beside her, and reached out to hug her. "Just cry it out. Let it all out if you feel sad. You'll feel better after crying."

Sharon hugged her back as she sobbed.

The next day, as Sharon opened her eyes, Melody was still fast asleep. She got up and searched for Melody's phone. After dialing a number, she said a few words and hung up.

After a while, Melody got up as well. After washing up, she looked out of the window and was stunned. "Stanley's still here?"

Sharon's gaze moved.

"When you were in the shower last night, I went downstairs and told him to go home and rest. I reassured him that you would be in safe hands. So, I thought he was gone. Wow, I can't believe that he's still there." Melody pulled the curtains. "It rained heavily last night. Did he stay in the car the whole night?"