Sharon shrugged. "I wanted to suspect you, but in your apartment last time, you protected me once. If you were Harvey's accomplice, you would not protect me like that."
Liam was astounded again. He didn't expect that she would remember such a small matter.
"Alright, you've finished your questions and I've told you everything I know. If you still want to know more details, you can ask around because I don't know it myself."
When Sharon said that she wanted to leave, Liam, who had been sitting still, suddenly extended his hand and wanted to grab hers on the table.
Sharon immediately withdrew her hand and avoided his grip. She glared at him and said, "Liam Frazier, please behave yourself!"
Liam was agitated by her reactions and attitude that he was slightly annoyed. "Why are you acting like a prude? Why can't you be with me instead? Sharon, I can give you whatever Stanley gives you, as long as you be with me..."
There was a swoosh.
Sharon grabbed a glass from the table and splashed the water at him.
A glass of cold water splashed on Liam's face that he closed his eyes, the veins in his temples twitching.
"Wash your filthy mouth with the water!"
He had said the same thing several times. If she let him be, he would be insatiable after this.
Hence, she decided to teach him a lesson and poured him a glass of water.
However, she was afraid that he would beat her for doing so, so she grabbed her bag and immediately ran away before he could react.
When Liam opened his eyes, there was no one else in the room except him.
He slammed the table angrily, and his face was full of resentment.
Sharon ran far away in one breath. When she looked back and saw that Liam did not chase after her, she breathed a sigh of relief.
It seemed that she would never meet him again if it wasn't necessary.
He went overboard each time they met and was more inherently disrespectful.
Sharon always remembered that for the first time they met, he had a conflict with a thief in order to save her and hurt his arm. The second time was when her father had some complications and he stayed with her in the hospital...
She remembered these two things earnestly.
That was why she didn't vent her frustration at him until later when she learned that he and Stanley were brothers.
However, he always blurted inappropriate remarks to her no matter how many times she chided him for it and this time, she really couldn't take it anymore and splashed the glass of water at him.
The bus just arrived, and Sharon immediately got on it and was relieved after the bus departed.
Sharon checked the specific location of the Charming Hills Apartment on her mobile phone and figured out the way.
At the Charming Hills Apartment.
Stanley brought Rebecca over. Rebecca, who was checking out the house, was very satisfied. "It's very nice. I like it very much."
"As long as you like it." Stanley pointed to her luggage. "If you need anything, just contact Anthony. He will help you arrange everything.
I have already saved his phone number in your phone."
Rebecca sighed slightly and said, "You will do everything properly, even in taking care of people. How can I give up on you..."
Stanley pursed his lips. He didn't know how to deal with her persistence.
She did not listen to his advice.
"Well, I'll stop." Rebecca looked around the house. "How did you find this place?"
"There are a few houses here that are under my name." Stanley could see the green scenery outside through the window.
"Did you let other women live here before?" Rebecca asked tentatively. She thought that since she had been away for seven years, he must have had a girlfriend. Although she felt a little unhappy, she could understand him.
Stanley nodded since there was nothing to hide. "Jensen's sister, Jewel Russell. She used to live here."
Rebecca thought for a moment and remembered Jensen. "Your comrade-in-arms who had died on the field?"
"Yes, him."
"He has a younger sister."
"Yes." Stanley didn't want to say more.
Rebecca changed the subject. "What about you? Do you also live here?"
"I've been living in the villa in the distant district."
"Oh." Rebecca could not hide her disappointment. "I thought you are also living here. If you live here, it would be very convenient. When you come back from work, you can come over and have dinner with me. You know my cooking skills. I've always been good, and you also like my cooking."
In the past, when she had a date with Stanley, she had been cooking at home almost all the time.
Stanley was a very picky eater and disliked outside food. Even if he ate outside, he just casually ate a few mouthfuls and stopped. It was always Hazel who prepared his food at home, and when he was with her, she was the one who prepared the food for him.
He always ate everything Rebedidn't pick the food she made, which made her touched.
Reminiscing the past, Stanley smiled and said, "Actually, there's something I haven't told you."
Rebecca was stunned. "What is it?"
"The food you cook was not very delicious. I just said it was delicious because of you."
Rebecca gaped in bewilderment. "Really?"
"Yes." Stanley nodded.
Rebecca broke down. "Then why didn't you tell me earlier? I always thought I was good at cooking and won your heart through your stomach."
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