Sharon did not answer.
Raising his voice, Stanley asked again, "Who am I?"
The strength in his hand increased which made Sharon's face wrinkle up. Her expression showed discomfort.
Seeing that, Stanley could not bear with it. Fearing that she would be in pain, his heart softened. Then he loosened his grip, and let her go.
The woman who had been silent all along finally spoke in an extremely low voice. "My husband."
Surprised, Stanley's movements paused, and his eyes were filled with tenderness. "Idiot."
Sharon suddenly sat up straight with her eyes wide open. Fiercely, she pulled the man's collar. "What were you yelling at me for?"
Indifferently, Stanley swept a glance at the small hand on his collar. "Are you sober now?"
While patting her own head, Sharon said, "I'm not drunk!" 'How much did you drink?" The man squinted his eyes slightly as he did not believe her nonsense.
As she smacked her mouth, Sharon said, "Not much... Burp..." Before she could finish, she burped, then quickly covered her mouth in embarrassment. Within seconds, her face flushed scarlet.
"So, you still want to stick with the- not drinking much- act?" Even though Stanley showed a face of disgust, he still reached out to grab a bottle of water, then opened it. He frowned as he handed it over. "Drink."
Anger rose from the embarrassment Sharon had just made. Her image was all ruined.
Dispirited, she lowered her eyes. Still, she took the bottle from his hand, and took a sip.
Stanley lifted his chin and said, "Drink more."
What a demanding man.
Pursing her lips, Sharon obediently drank more. Satisfied, Stanley only took over the bottle, and motioned for her to sit properly. Then, he started the car and left.
On the way back, the woman on the passenger side was obedient. Without saying a word, she tilted her head as she looked out of the window. Her small body was curled up, making her extremely cute.
Looking at her a few times, Stanley smiled unconsciously. He did not even notice, that he was so gentle.
Back at the villa, he called out in the car, "We're here."
The woman in the passenger seat did not move.
Hence, Stanley frowned as he leaned over to take a look, and realized that she had fallen asleep. No wonder she had been so quiet this whole car ride.
Getting out of the car, he walked to the other side and opened the door. The man bent down and carried the woman out of the car.
Since she was very thin, there was almost no weight. Carrying her in his arms felt burdenless.
With two hands tied, Stanley could not open the door. Therefore, he stood by the window. Luckily, Hazel saw him, and she immediately came over. "Ah, what's wrong with Sharon?"
Carrying her upstairs, Stanley said, "She drank too much."
With that, Hazel said, "Well, do have a good rest. I'll find some hangover medicine for her. Maybe it will make her more comfortable the next morning?"
"It's upstairs. I'll give it to her later."
"Alright."
Feeling weightless, Sharon felt as if she was floating on the sea. So light, she felt like a feather, but without any center of gravity, she started to panic.
Awakened by that, suddenly she opened her eyes.
The moment she had awakened, she was stunned.
"Why... Why am I naked...?"
Touching herself, she mumbled in a daze.
"Who takes a shower without stripping naked?"
All of a sudden, a deep and hoarse voice sounded behind her which scared Sharon so much that she screamed.
Looking back, she saw Stanley lay behind her. He looked lazy yet sexy, and his upper body was exposed. The water droplets slid off his wheat-colored skin, and fell into the water, causing ripples.
Seeing that, Sharon pointed at the person behind her. Whilst, pointing at him, she then looked at herself. "Why are we both naked?"
Closing his eyes, Stanley said concisely, "To take a bath."
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