Sharon thought in a daze that she really hated Stanley in the beginning.
She hated him for being cold and heartless and even hated him for treating her so rudely last night.
But after listening to Hazel talking about his past, the resentment in her heart suddenly disappeared.
Rebecca could not bear the loneliness and cheated on him with Liam. Sharon figured that this would forever be a thorn in his heart.
She was his wife now but she was with the man who snatched his first love. How could he not be angry?
Thinking about it from another perspective, she found that his encounter was surprisingly similar to hers.
When Cecilia seduced Shawn, Sharon saw Cecilia and Shawn on the bed with her own eyes.
She trusted the person she loved so much only to be betrayed and abandoned in the end.
Sharon thought that Stanley must have been hurt very badly. In fact, she felt sorry for him just like she felt sorry for herself in the past.
Although she didn't hate him anymore, she abhorred his indifference and harshness towards her.
He even forcibly had sex with her despite her reluctance.
It was impossible for her to pretend that nothing had happened and be affectionate with him.
Sharon pushed Stanley who was above her away. He frowned and there was displeasure on his handsome face due to her defiance. His eyes were filled with lust, and every breath he heaved was hot.
"What's wrong? Are you going back on your words? You promised to make me happy just now!"
Stanley's breath was unstable, and he stared at her with a pair of hot eyes.
Sharon blushed, her face as red as a cherry tomato, and a dazed expression appeared on her face. "When did I say that I was going to make you happy in this way? I mean cooking!"
What a shameless b*stard!
"Oh please. Your cooking skill is not even half as good as Hazel's. I feel sorry for my stomach."
What did he say?
Did he feel sorry for his stomach?
Sharon sneered scornfully and said, "But you finished all the food that I cooked the other day."
Stanley pinched her chin. "Are you teasing me?"
After that, he threw her directly onto the bed and bit her shoulder.
Sharon rolled her eyes and thought, "Why does he like to bite me so much? He's a dog, isn't he?"
Stanley kept kissing and unbuttoning her clothes. Sharon was a little dizzy. He was very gentle tonight unlike the roughness last night.
His gentleness brought goosebumps to her body. Her mind slowly drifted away.
Suddenly, Sharon sobered up and shouted in a hurry, "Stop... stop!"
Stanley looked at her with a faint smile on his handsome and sexy face and asked, "Are you not feeling well?"
"Shut up!"
Sharon flew into a shameful rage. Her warning did not sound intimidating at all, instead, it sounded soft and charming.
She bit her lips and reached out her hand to pinch him hard on his arm.
The muscle on his arm was so solid and hard, Sharon hurt her fingers instead of inflicting pain on him.
With a chuckle, Stanley grabbed her fingers and kissed them gently with tenderness in his eyes.
Sharon was stunned by the show of affection.
The longer time she spent with him, the more she was attracted by his personal charm. Sometimes, she even couldn't see her heart clearly when she was with him.
It was possible that she might be a little reluctant when she divorced him on the day of her graduation.
Although he had warned her not to mention the divorce again, Sharon knew that they were not in love with each other like ordinary couples. Their marriage could not go on as they lack fundamental affection toward each other.
Suddenly, she felt a slight pain in her fingers. Sharon cried out in a low voice, then she came to his senses and glared at him. "Why did you bite me?"
"What are you thinking about?"
Stanley fiddled with her fingers.
Did he bite her just now in order to punish her for being in a daze?
It was only today that she found out that he not only liked to bite but also was petty.
Sharon looked at his dark eyes and answered honestly, "I'm thinking about you."
Obviously, this answer pleased him. The corners of his mouth curled into a smile as he leaned over and whispered, "Does it still hurt?"
Sharon asked, confused, "What?"
"I was too rude last night and didn't care about your feelings at all. Is it still hurt?"
Sharon immediately understood and blushed timidly. "No, it doesn't hurt anymore..."
"Sorry, I was such a b*stard last night."
Sharon snorted. "You are even more b*stard than a b*stard."
Stanley frowned.
"Why do you frown? Did I say it wrong? You were so rude last night that it could almost count as marital rape!"
"Nonsense!" Stanley glared at her.
Sharon rolled her eyes and said, "What is that? Annoyance?"
Stanley stared at her for a while, speechless.
In the end, he sighed. "You're right. I was wrong. I'm sorry."
He apologized several times sincerely today. Sharon figured that he, who was born with a silver spoon, had never been so humble, so she decided to drop it.
"I was going to ask Hazel to take you to the hospital to have it checked, but I was afraid that you would be shy and didn't want to go, so I didn't say anything." Stanley pinched her cheek. "Get up and I'll take you to the hospital, okay?"
"There's no need to. I'm fine now."
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