Sharon frowned as she was keenly aware of the hidden meaning behind Howard's words. She looked up suspiciously. "What are you trying to say?"
Desperately, Howard wanted to tell her the truth, but he was also afraid that Stanley might kill him tomorrow.
"Nothing. It's getting late. I'll go first." Howard put down the cup and got up to leave. If he stayed, he could not control himself.
Without even blinking, Sharon said, "I won't be sending you off. Remember to close the door. Thanks!"
By then, Howard was already at the door when he heard her saying that. Looking back, he saw Sharon pulling Stanley's body as she was finding a comfortable position for him. However, she was too weak to pull the weight of his body.
With a sigh, Howard walked back and said, "Stand aside and let me do it."
Obediently, Sharon stood to one side. She scratched her head and thanked him.
As Howard moved Stanley into a better position, he said, "Later, if he doesn't wake up, don't get him into a shower since you don't have the strength to move him. If you don't mind the fact that he reeks of alcohol, let him sleep through the night."
Certainly, Sharon did not mind. She was only worried that it would be uncomfortable if Stanley slept like this. Then again, since he was already so drunk, he probably did not care about being comfy.
Taking a glance at her, in the end, Howard could not hold back the words in his heart. "Sharon, do you know who Stanley met before he got drunk today?"
Sharon was startled, "Who?"
"Your so-called brother."
Shawn?
Sharon frowned at the thought of him. This noon, when she was in the hospital with Stanley, didn't he say that he was going to deal with some problems? Why was it related to Shawn again? Now he was even drunk because of him? What did they say?
As she was about to ask all the burning questions in her heart, Howard said, "There is a question that I wanted to ask you."
"What do you want to know? Just ask me."
"Do you love Stanley?"
Thinking for a moment, Sharon honestly said, "I didn't love him back then, but now I do love him."
"Just how much do you love him?" Howard stared straight at her.
That question made Sharon a little embarrassed. Clearing her throat, she said, "I don't want to be separated from him, and I want to be with him forever."
Hearing that, Howard slowly narrowed his eyes. "If Stanley had done something wrong to you, would you still love him?"
At first, Sharon was stunned. Next, she did not know whether to laugh or cry. "Why are you guys asking the same question?"
"You mean Stanley asked about it too?"
"Yeah." Sharon nodded, not willing to entangle with him over this matter. "Dr. Perkins, what exactly do you mean? Why do I feel like the two of you are hiding something from me?"
With a sigh, Howard waved his hand as he did not want to continue. Walking out, he said, "All you need to remember is that Stanley loves you very much. Sometimes, some things just can't be helped."
When Sharon finally snapped out of it, Howard was gone. Then, she muttered, "That's odd." But she did not take it to heart
and went straight to the bathroom. After fetching a bucket of water, she roughly wiped Stanley's body and then lay down beside him.
The next day, Sharon was woken up by an itch on her face. In a daze, she opened her eyes, and an enlarged handsome face was right in front of her.
"You're awake?" Stanley's low and hoarse voice entered her ears.
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