Because You Are My Lady novel (Sharon and Stanley) novel Chapter 72

Stanley, who was standing at the foot of the bed, remained silent after Melody finished her long speech.

He sized her up, as if he was trying to figure her out, or speculating about her remarks.

His gaze brought goosebumps to Melody.

After a while, Stanley said, "Miss Graham, why do you care so much about Sharon?"

"We are friends."

"If you're just friends, your concern seems a little overboard," Stanley said, lowering his voice. "There is no real affection in this world even between relatives, let alone a friend."

Melody understood in an instant. She smiled and said, "Mr. Jones, you were born in a rich family that we don't comprehend. It is said that a rich and powerful family is a complicated little universe that the scheming and deception is nothing we can ever understand in the ordinary world. But I want to tell you that there are true love and friendship in this world. Just because you never stumble upon it, it doesn't mean that it doesn't exist."

Stanley frowned slightly.

Melody tilted her head and looked at the man in front of her. "Mr. Jones, I have one last question for you."

Stanley looked at her indifferently.

"Do you love Sharon?"

Had this man, who was always on- guard against everything under the sun, ever experienced true love?

Stanley sneered and said, "Love? There are so many people talking about love, yet how many of them have actually encountered this so-called love?"

"My argument stands: Just because you never stumble upon it, it doesn't mean that it doesn't exist." Melody pointed to Sharon, who was sleeping soundly. "I don't know why a man like you wants to marry Sharon, but I beg you, please treat Sharon nicely. Even if you don't love her, don't hurt her!"

Sharon might look carefree and energetic, but she had a fragile and soft heart.

Such a sensitive girl should be well protected.

Melody raised her eyes. "You don't have to lie to me that you like Sharon. Even if you don't say it, I can see that you don't like her."

Stanley pursed his thin lips and frowned.

"How can you tell that I don't like her?"

"Your eyes." Melody looked straight at the man's indifferent and emotionless face. "When a man loves a woman, the way he looks at her is very intriguing. There is a dense and inseparable love in it that he wishes he can glue his gaze on her at all times. I have seen such gazes before, so I know."

"But I can't see any of this in your eyes." Melody looked straight at him. "There is nothing in the way you look at Sharon, let alone love!"

Stanley turned his head to look at Sharon, who was sleeping soundly, and did not refute, because Melody was right.

He did not like Sharon, and he would never fall in love with her. The reason why he cared about her was probably that she was his wife, so he was more concerned about her wellbeing.

He had always liked Rebecca, and he loved Rebecca from the bottom of his heart.

The love he had for Rebecca was genuine.

He was very clear about this.

Sometimes, Sharon made him crazy and annoyed, but that was it.

Although the relationship between him and Rebecca had always been calm and placid, it was the love-me-little-love-me-long kind of relationship.

Only this kind of feeling was real.

After all, warm affection lasted longer than burning passion.

Thinking of this, Stanley gradually calmed down.

When Sharon woke up, she found that Stanley and Melody were talking, so she squinted, sat up, and pointed at them. "Are you guys bad-mouthing me?"

Melody rolled her eyes at her. "I'm talking to him about your past."

"What's there to talk about?"

"You love sleeping in class; you and Sierra are nemesis; you even sell his personal information for money..."