Because You Are My Lady novel (Sharon and Stanley) novel Chapter 61

In Beachmarsh City.

Sharon looked into the mirror and sighed. Not only did she have dark circles around her eyes, but her eyes were swollen as well. She looked very pale and haggard.

How long did it rain last night? How long had she not slept? She stayed awake last night for as long as it rained.

At this time, the weather was clear. The big sun came out and was shining bright in the sky.

The consequence of failing to sleep well for two consecutive nights was that Sharon seemed to be in low spirits and yawned all day long.

Looking at her haggard condition, Skye leaned over and said coyly, "Sharon, you can't go on like this. Don't think that you're young and you can go all out on the bed."

What a big misunderstanding!

Sharon grimaced in embarrassment. "I didn't sleep well, that's all. It's not what you think, Skye."

"Oh, what's the matter? Did you quarrel with your boyfriend?"

"No, it was raining last night. It was too noisy, so I couldn't sleep."

Janice said in a resentful tone, "I really envy college students like you. You have the time to go on dates unlike us. We have to work overtime every day. We don't even have time to go on a date..."

Sharon smiled slightly and said nothing.

She was a little absent-minded. Suddenly, she remembered the phone call last night. She took the courage to call him, but she was pushed into the dungeon of unfaithfulness as a result.

His doctor friend was right. She shouldn't invest her heart in a man like Stanley, or she would be the one to get hurt in the end.

Sharon was glad that she held onto her heart dearly...

But, did she?

If she didn't care, why did she hate him more and more for having contact with other women?

Sharon didn't dare to think about her feelings for him, so she forced herself into work and didn't want to think about anything, ignoring the subtle emotional changes in her heart.

At half-past five, she got off work on time.

She would have a two-day weekend starting tomorrow. Since she didn't have to work, Sharon planned to call Melody for a meetup tonight.

There were a lot of people on the streets on Friday evening. Sharon was on the phone while crossing the road, but Melody didn't answer her call.

In a car in front of the traffic light, Shawn sat in the front passenger seat. As he glanced casually at the pedestrians, he suddenly fixed his eyes on a woman crossing the road.

That side profile...

His heart skipped a beat, and his expression changed dramatically. Regardless of the red light that was about to turn green, he pushed open the door and chased after the woman he missed so dearly.

"Young Master Lewis!" Peter Lowe shrieked in shock.

Shawn looked fine earlier, but he suddenly ran out of the car and chased toward a direction regardless of the busy traffic.

There were too many people on the street. Shawn kept moving forward and looking for her. He was certain that the woman who had just flashed in front of him was Sharon! It was his Sharon!

Although so many years had passed, he recognized her at the first sight.

Because Sharon had already been deeply engraved in his memory.

But now, where was his Sharon? How could he find her in the sea of people?

After calling for a long time, Sharon finally got through to Melody's mobile phone. The two of them decided on the time and location for the meetup. "See you later, Melody."

As soon as she put away her mobile phone, she took a step and left.

However, she felt an abrupt forceful tug at her wrist. She frowned and turned her head to look at whoever was grabbing her.

When she saw it, she was stunned.

With her phone in her hand, Sharon froze to the spot as if she was turned into a statue.

The person in front of her was Shawn Lewis?

Those eyebrows and the eyes were both the familiar features of the face that was embedded in her memory.

She looked at him in astonishment, and she began to tremble.

Shawn finally saw her face clearly, and there was a kind of overwhelming and emotional outburst in his heart. He was excited and nervous, and he was grabbing her wrist tighter and tighter.