Because You Are My Lady novel (Sharon and Stanley) novel Chapter 42

Sharon was a little frightened as she looked at Stanley's intimidating glances at her, but since she had already said what she had to say, it would be embarrassing if she changed her mind now!

"I don't want to change the slippers for you!"

He was not disabled anyway, so he could definitely change his slippers himself.

Stanley smiled, but his gaze remained stoic. "Do you remember who paid for your father's medical expenses, huh?"

The verbal warning seemed to be transformed into a poisonous snake that started crawling from her feet straight to her heart. She stood stiffly on the spot in fear and disbelief. She could never imagine that he would threaten her with this matter.

After a moment, she donned a sweet smile on her face as she slowly squatted down in front of Stanley like a maid.

After opening the shoe cabinet, Sharon took out a pair of slippers, put them beside his feet, and said hoarsely, "Are these slippers okay?"

Before he replied, she reached out to untie his shoelaces.

Blood drained from Sharon's face as she squatted in front of him. She was as pale as a ghost and it was an unpleasant look.

When she stubbornly resisted him just now, her eyes were shining like the brightest stars in the sky, and she looked exceptionally beautiful.

Now, her hands were trembling, and she seemed to be trying her best to restrain her emotions. Her eyes were red as if she would cry at any minute, yet she managed a smile on her face and asked him obediently and sensibly about the slippers.

Such contrast was like a dagger that stabbed into his heart.

Her obedient and sensible behavior now was just like that night when she waited for him by the door. She took the initiative to run to the door and changed his shoes for him like a considerate wife.

She had done it that day, but why couldn't she do it today?

Would it kill her to oblige him once more? What was with that pitiful look and the bloodshot eyes?

Did he bully her?

All he did was regaining control and poking her weaknesses in the way he knew best, so as to make her surrender and compromise with the utmost efficiency.

He used the very same method in the business world. Was it wrong?

No! He was right!

Stanley who thought he was right should have asked her to put on his slippers indifferently and then walked away casually, but he began to feel restless and annoyed when he saw her pale face shaking under his eyes, and her slender hands were trembling slightly.

He couldn't bear to see her pale face, so he suddenly withdrew his leg and strode away.

Holding the shoes in her hand, she watched the quiet Stanley walk away, bewildered. After a while, she cursed under her breath, "What the hell is wrong with that b*stard?"

She was already so obedient. What else did he want?

She had never seen a b*stard like him before!

Gritting her teeth, Sharon came to the living room with the pair of slippers. The tall man sat on the sofa with his thick eyebrows knitted. He raised his hand and pulled his tie, looking a little upset.

Coming to him, Sharon said in a muffled voice, "Do you still want to change into your slippers?"

Was he still mad with her since he hadn't changed the slippers yet?

If he was angry, would he really walk the talk? She was terrified that he would not pay for her father's medical expenses anymore!

She had no ability to make a living yet, so she depended on him to take care of her father's bills.

She shouldn't have disobeyed him like that.

She shouldn't have refused his request on the spur of the moment.

It was just changing slippers. He didn't ask her to do something too much. Why did she refuse?

"Oh, Sharon. You're getting cockier and cockier now. Just because you have gotten closer to him recently, have you started to forget your role in this relationship and the real deal with him? The relationship between you and him will always be business. He pays to save your father; you sell your body and soul to make him happy."

She pinched herself and thought, realizing her role in front of him again.

She squatted down in front of him ingratiatingly and said, "Uh, let me help you change into these slippers. You've been out all day, and your feet must be stinky now."

As soon as she finished speaking, Stanley's lips twitched and his handsome face turned livid.

Sharon patted her mouth as a form of selfpunishment. "Don't be angry. I misspoke. Your Italian hand-made shoes are so expensive, they won't have a strange smell. Only a cheap pair of shoes like mine has a strange smell. Don't mind me."

"What did I just say? Oh my god, why did I keep blurting such senseless remarks?" Sharon wanted to strangle herself for her mistake.