Because You Are My Lady novel (Sharon and Stanley) novel Chapter 134

Somehow, the topic diverted to Shawn. A man sitting in the comer said, "I think I saw Shawn just now. He was wandering around here and seemed to be looking for someone We were talking about something at that time so we didn't call him, but now he's gone."

Stanley raised his eyebrows. "Shawn? Shawn Lewis from the Lewis Family in Cresthill?"

"Yes." The man replied, "Mr. Jones, do you know him?"

Stanley said with a faint smile, "Sort of."

His short reply provided a blurry hint of what he was thinking. They could only speculate secretly what was the nature of his relationship with Shawn.

"Stanley..."

A woman's soft voice suddenly resonated, crashing into the men's get-together.

Stanley frowned and turned around. It was Jewel, who was staring at him motionlessly.

Reaching out to rub his forehead, Stanley stood up and walked over to her. "Why are you here?" "I called you but you didn't answer. I went to your office, but your secretary stopped me on the first floor and don't let me see you. I know you'll come for tonight's banquet."

This was the only way she could meet him.

There were a few men sitting on the sofa, looking at them with ambiguous eyes. Some were envious, and some were jealous. They reckoned Stanley would have no regrets in his life to live such vibrant and lustful life.

He brought with him a fiery red lady and another big star came to him in person. He was such a lucky guy.

Stanley frowned and walked to the inner room with Jewel. "Come here."

Jewel immediately followed him.

The inner room was a lounge. There was an unhindered purpose as to why Stanley took her there brazenly. The men looked at them with an erotic interest in their eyes.

After closing the door, Stanley turned around and said directly, "Why are you looking for me? Spill it."

His attitude was indifferent, and there was almost no expression on his handsome face, but Jewel smiled. " Stanley, you don't have to do this to me. I know you still have me in your heart."

Stanley glanced at her aloofly and raised his eyebrows. "Are you so confident?"

"Just now, when we were outside, those men looked at me so directly that it pissed you off. You didn't like the way they looked at me, so you took me to this room just to avoid them."

Jewel walked over to him and stared at him flirtatiously. "Am I right?"

"Yes." Stanley nodded without hesitation. "Jensen is my buddy. You are his sister, which means you are kind of my sister. How can I let those disgusting men look at my sister like that?"

Sister?

Jewel felt as if her heart was being stabbed. She growled in disbelief, "If you regard me as your sister, why did you have sex with me three years ago?"

Stanley stood against the wall, with one hand in his pocket and a smile on his lips. "I was going to let it slip, but I didn't expect you to take the initiative to mention it."

Shocked, Jewel subconsciously felt that something was amiss.

"Three years ago, your first movie was released with great success. I went to support you and attend your company's celebration party, but I passed out after drinking a glass of wine."

Jewel's face suddenly turned pale.

Stanley looked at her with a faint smile. "The next day, when I woke up in the hotel room, you slept with me on the same bed. I thought I had done something to you."

Jewel trembled all over.

"Other people can't stay in that room. It has always been my room. In order to ensure my safety, I personally asked the hotel to install a surveillance camera in the room. Outsiders don't know that there is a camera in my room."

There was no smile in Stanley's cold eyes. "Do you still need me to go on?"

Jewel turned pale immediately. "I..."

"I checked on the surveillance the next day. I was unconscious and couldn't do anything, so how could I have sex with you, huh?"

Jewel's body shook, and the blood on her face completely drained away.

"I am a man of passion, and I am especially protective of my own people. But at the same time, I hate betrayal the most, and I hate it when my people are playing tricks on me behind my back. You handed me that glass of wine, and you knew clearly what kind of drug you put in it."

The coldness in his eyes was so horrifying that Jewel stuttered in panic, "I-It's not me! It's really not me!"

"It doesn't matter if it's you or not." Stanley stood up straight and turned to walk out.

"Stanley!"

Jewel screamed and rushed over to hug him, refusing to let him go. She reached out her red lips and was eager to kiss him. "Why don't you want me? What's wrong with me? I can change, really! Just tell me what you don't like about me! Don't leave me! I don't have any family anymore. You are the only person in this world who treats me sincerely. I love you! I love you!"

Stanley avoided her lips and pushed her away forcefully. There was a hint of warning in his eyes. "Jewel, don't let me look down on you!"

After staggering a few steps back, Jewel supported herself against the wall. Her face was pale and her eyes were full of tears as she looked up at him sadly. "Are you really going to be so heartless?"

"I can give you anything you want, just like before." Stanley started to walk out. His cold voice echoed in the room, "But I can't be with you. You have to realize this."

After that, Stanley went out, closed the door, and went straight to Sharon.

However, when he came to the balcony, there was no one there. Stanley frowned in dismay.

After watching Stanley leave, Jewel suddenly fell to the ground. Her long nails scratched the floor and made an irritatingly creaking sound, which was particularly frightening in the quiet room.

After a long time, Jewel stopped scratching the floor. She raised her hand and found that her fingernails had been turned over and it was a bloody mess.