Because You Are My Lady novel (Sharon and Stanley) novel Chapter 836

Elaine was still wiping her hair when she heard it, and she thought that she was hallucinating. "What did you just say?"

Vincent looked at her quietly. "Sleep with me."

"Goto hell!"

It never occurred to her that she heard it right, so she threw the towel to him out of agitation.

Avoiding her mild attack flexibly, he frowned at her. "What are you doing?"

With her chest heaving, it was obvious that she was furious. "If you want to sleep with someone, go to the street and find one. Don't you dare lay your hands on me!"

"I mean the literal sleep, not like what you think. I haven't slept for two days and I'm getting dizzy, so I need to rest."

Elaine stared at him, still enraged.

"I think my health will be affected if I don't sleep now, that's why I want you to sleep with me," he said seriously. "What were you thinking?"

This time, Elaine pursed her lips in annoyance.

Okay, she admitted that she might have take the clue wrongly, but wouldn't it be ridiculous for him to make such a request?

How could she sleep with him!

When Vincent saw that she did not speak, he glanced at her and walked over. "Come. I'll blow dry your hair. It's not good to sleep with wet hair."

Avoiding his extended hand, she huffed, "I can do it by myself. Thank you very much."

Vincent frowned.

After pulling a chair and sitting down, she began to blow her hair and found that something was wrong.

He had been staring at her quietly.

She could see his intense gaze through the mirror.

Frowning, she asked, "Why are you looking at me?"

"I'm waiting for you to finish drying your hair and go to bed."

What?

With a cold smile, she sneered, "Give up. I won't sleep with you!"

"But I can't sleep without you."

His remark annoyed her further.

"If you can't sleep without me, how did you survive all these years?! Wouldn't you have died a long time ago?"

"My heart died long ago, and it was revived the minute I met you."

For her, it sounded disgusting and irritating.

Thus, she continued to blow on her hair and ignored him.

After she finished, she put away the hairdryer and planned to sleep on the sofa.

However, as soon as she sat down, she was pulled up again.

"What are you doing?" She struggled. "Let me go!"

Clutching her tightly, Vincent threw her onto the bed and pressed her body under his. "Let's sleep."

"I don't..."

"Don't move, or I may do something else to you." He stared at her with deep gazes as if he was threatening her. "I promise I won't do anything to you as long as you stay still and sleep with me. But if you move, I would too."

His words had effectively intimidated her to the point that she did not dare to move at once.

His lips twitching, Vincent turned off the lights and went to bed.

In the darkness, she couldn't see him, but she could feel his breath puffing on her neck.

It was warm and balmy.

She couldn't see his sleeping posture either, but she could roughly imagine that he leaned his head on her shoulder facing her, breathing slowly.

At first, she wanted to kick him away, but somehow, she couldn't do it...

Perhaps it was because of his heavy breathing, or he was holding her snugly...

Or, as he promised, he slept quietly, and didn't do anything to her.

Staring at the ceiling in the darkness blankly, she did not dare to move and was lying as stiff as a log.

She thought that once he fell asleep, she would go to sleep on the sofa.

But before she knew it, she had fallen asleep.