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Because You Are My Lady

Chapter 7 Looking Like a Pitiful Little Animal

Word Count: 792    |    Released on: 29/07/2024

the existence of the personal assistant who was working for Stanley, a

t contact her, so Sharon was a little flus

ng happen?"

and answer the phon

swer, Sharon hurriedly ran out,

the call as soon as she was outsid

the car was so silen

feel the immense pressure coming from the man beside her. The space

ne. She couldn't figure out why Stanle

site side of the road on the phone, she was so s

anley, she would definitely be bombarded with end

to say anything, she immediately

tremely quiet with

ted to say

should

ask if he

mouth and was a

raight, suddenly swerved, causing Shar

man's body wit

and could not res

t u

voice sounded above her he

so when she came to her senses, she quickly understood

hurriedly explained, "I swear

ey fr

ugged his sleeve and swore in order to prove her innocence, "I swear, if I

op

ected her before she

grumpy. He m

must have been taken for a female pervert. She was actual

I haven't fastened my seat belt so I can't control my body. I

was rea

deep breath and

was already being so mode

g to stop being

e likes then.

k to her seat when a hand suddenly r

was s

hand. His handsome face filled wi

was s

did h

ny, open the window!"

.Ye

, glanced at the stunned Sharon, a

t talkative, when he did

to one side and loosened her grip on Stanley's clothes. Then, she shrank to the corner, leaned against the

s he watched the woman's e

e occasionally glanced at him and then quickly withd

eminded Stanley of a pet

same expression as Sharon now whe

d upward. He suddenly felt delightfu

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Because You Are My Lady
Because You Are My Lady
“Sharon was a common college student who dreamed of being a journalist. Two years ago, her father had a car accident, and the expensive medical expenses almost drove her insane. Stanley, an overbearing president, helped her get rid of the predicament. After that, she married him, and he was in charge of all her father's medical expenses. Every night, he often got drunk and called another woman's name when he was making out with his wife. Who was this woman? And why did he marry her? It seemed she didn't have the right to ask these questions even though she was his wife. She didn't know these answers until the woman her husband called every night showed in front of her...”