Because You Are My Lady novel (Sharon and Stanley) novel Chapter 91

"It's your first time to handle a gun, so I can't give you the real thing. If you really want to learn it, you can ask me for help in the future." Jackson put the pistol in his hand and flipped it. "If you really want to shoot a gun, you have to wear an earplug. Your eardrums won't be able to stand it because it's very loud."

It turned out that he was doing this for her own good.

"Okay." Sharon nodded timidly. It was very sunny today and she began to sweat after standing under the sun for a while. Jackson pointed to the distance and said, "It's cold over there. Let's go over and take a walk."

Sharon glanced at him and said, "Okay."

The two slowly walked over and came to the shady place. A waiter had already stood there with cold water in his hand. Jackson gave her a glass of water. Sharon thanked him and raised her head to drink it as she was really thirsty.

"Miss Cruz, do you know Shawn Lewis?"

Sharon halted, and her mind began to buzz and turn blank. She seemed to have heard his question, but it seemed that she did not hear It was very sunny today, but she felt that her limbs were getting chilly. She put down the glass and forced herself to smile. "I don't understand what you are talking about."

Jackson looked at her pale face and suddenly smiled. "It's okay. It just came off the top of my head. Don't mind me."

Sharon, on the other hand, was in a mess. She felt dizzy, wondering if she suffered a heatstroke, and asked, licking her dry lips, "Why do you suddenly ask me that?"

Jackson leaned against the trunk, holding the gun between his fingers and looking ahead with his deep gaze. "I know a guy named Shawn Lewis and once I saw a photo in his wallet by accident. It was a young girl's photo which he cherished very much. The girl in the photo looks like you, so that's why I asked."

Sharon breathed a sigh of relief.

"Perhaps I have an ordinary face, so I look like a lot of people."

Jackson handed the gun to the waiter, brushed the dust on his shoulder, and smiled. "Stanley must be getting impatient now. Let's go."

"Okay."

Sharon walked back with him, but her heart

was in a mess.

When they came to the place where the umbrella was at, Sharon was shocked to not see Melody around, so she asked Stanley who was leaning on the chair, "Where is Melody?"

Stanley looked at her indifferently and said, "She left."

"Where did she go?"

"She left after answering a phone call."

Sharon frowned. "Why didn't she tell me?"

The man grinned insincerely. "She didn't want to bother you since you were having fun."

With her big eyes wide open, Sharon put her hands on her hips and asked, "What do you mean by that?"

She had been standing under the sun for almost half an hour that her fair and tender face turned bright red and there was a layer of sweat on her forehead and the tip of her small nose. Her eyes on her small face were round and big like gemstones.

Thinking of what Melody said to him, Stanley stood up and came to Sharon. He looked down at her with his mysterious dark eyes.

His gaze sent chills down Sharon's spine.

She opened her mouth and was about to speak when he suddenly raised his hand and nudged her head, saying softly, "Silly girl!"

She was indeed silly for not telling him about the misunderstanding and keeping everything inside her.

Sharon stared at him in disbelief.

"Let's go!"

He pulled her by the wrist and walked toward the exit.

"Hey!" Sharon struggled. "What are you doing? Let go!"

Stanley turned his head and gave her a fierce look. "If you don't keep quiet, I'll make love to you right here!"

M-Make love...

Sharon stared at the beast- like man in astonishment and did not dare to make a sound. Her small face was full of resentment.

Jackson looked at them and shook his head. Stanley really didn't know how to treat women nicely.

Jimmy, who had finished the shooting, walked over from a distance. Looking at the couple who was tugging each other, he shouted in confusion, "Stanley, don't you and Sharon want to have dinner with us here?"

Stanley left without looking back.

Hearing the word "dinner", Sharon's eyes lit up and tried to get rid of his hand. "Hey, I'm hungry. Let's have dinner first, and we'll leave after that!"

He ignored her and continued walking, gripping her hand tightly.

Sharon gritted her teeth and went berserk behind him!

In the Hummer.

As soon as they got in the car, Stanley turned on the air conditioner. The cold air began to spread throughout the carriage, and soon the temperature began to drop.

Sharon was very hot and her heart was beating violently due to the heat, but as it was getting cold, she closed her eyes and enjoyed the cold air comfortably.

Stanley frowned in dismay as he looked at her slightly sunburned face. "Couldn't you stand in a shady spot just now?"

Sharon leaned back on the chair with her eyes closed and said without hesitation, "Jackson was teaching me how to shoot. How could I stand alone in the shade and watch him basking in the sun?"

Stanley was extremely angry, but he laughed instead. "How can you compare yourself with him? He is a man who has been living a hazardous life all these years. Of course, he can stand a little sun!"

"Hey, what does Jackson do for a living?" Sharon was interested in this topic.

Stanley glanced at her from the corner of his eyes and intimidated her. "He is an assassin, the one who kills without batting an eye and is very quick and ruthless. You may still be alive now, but in the next second, you'll be dead!"

Sharon's heart skipped a beat and she swallowed nervously.