Because You Are My Lady

Chapter 147

It was best to put it all on the table.

After everything was resolved and sorted, she would be able to let go and move on.

"Sharon, the Lewis family couldn't tolerate my existence at that time, so I wandered to your town and met you. The few years when I was with you were the happiest moment of my life, and I would remember it all my life."

Shawn locked his gaze on her. "I was forced to leave you back then!"

Sharon wanted to ask him why he had to leave if he was so reluctant to do so. Who forced him?

However, when she saw that he was in such a bad and unstable mood, she did not dare to ask.

"My mother was killed by some bad guys. At that time, I had to go back. Sharon, I haven't forgotten you in the past few years!"

He gripped her hand tightly. Sharon's heart skipped a beat, she didn't expect that he would leave for this reason.

"T-Then your mother..."

"She's dead! She died that year!"

Sharon was shocked.

On the contrary, Shawn smiled. "It's been so many years. I have accepted the fact. I'm fine. Don't worry."

Sharon couldn't feel the pain of losing the beloved ones, and he didn't want her to experience it. Back then, he felt so sorrowful that he didn't want to live. He hoped that Sharon was there with him,

but at the same time, he was glad that Sharon was not with him.

Because he was in very dangerous circumstances back then and she might be in danger at any time.

It was best to be like this now. His most painful years had passed, and he stood in front of her again, clean and wholesome.

Just as it used to be.

Shawn stared at her. "Can you forgive me? Forgive me for leaving so abruptly in the past."

Sharon stared at him for a few seconds, then lowered her eyes and said vaguely, "Go to sleep. I won't go anywhere. I'll stay here with you. You can have a rest first."

Shawn's lips turned pale, knowing that she still had a grudge in her heart...

But he was too tired. His eyelids felt very heavy at this moment. Finally, he couldn't hold on any longer and soon fell asleep.

Sharon looked at his sleeping face in a daze. He was more charming and mature than before. The maturity was slowly accumulated from years of hardships he had endured.

He asked her if she could forgive him. Sharon also wanted to ask herself if she could forgive him.

She would definitely not forgive him in the past.

But today, knowing the reason, she suddenly felt relieved.

It was normal for him to leave her for his own family. She shouldn't hate him forthat.

Her only regret was that Shawn was not with her when her father had the accident. Back then, she had no one to rely on.

If it hadn't been for Shawn's departure, she might not have married to Stanley.

When Shawn woke up, Sharon was still there. She fell asleep, resting her head on the bed, and he clenched her hand tightly. She did what she said, and she did not leave.

Shawn's mouth curved into a smile.

He reached out his hand to touch her cheek.

His Sharon had grown into a charming and lovely woman.

His action woke her up. Sharon rubbed her eyes and sat up straight. "Are you awake? I'll call your man in."

Shawn stopped her. "I don't want to see them.

I just want to be alone with you."

Sharon smiled bitterly and said, "You have slept for a whole day, and I have suffered here all day. Now my legs are numb and I want to get up and move my body. Can you let me do that?"

"Sorry..."

Shawn loosened his grip.

Sharon got up and went out the door. Peter, who had been guarding outside the door, immediately came in. Seeing that he was alone, Sharon asked suspiciously, "Where is Ayana?"

"She has gone back."

Sharon nodded and thought of something. Then she looked back at Shawn on the bed and said, "Are you familiar with Ayana?"

A complex emotion flashed across Shawn's eyes. "Yes."

"What's her relationship with you?"

"Friend!" Shawn raised his voice. "Just a friend!"

Sharon nodded without a doubt. "She looks like me. Do you know what's going on?"

"I befriended her because she looked like you." Shawn explained vaguely, "It's just that she looks a little bit like you, not very much. Don't take it to heart."

Sharon glanced at him and smiled. "Why are you so nervous?"

Shawn was speechless.

"By the way, how did you appear in that abandoned factory?" Sharon asked, and soon came to her senses. "You found the factory because of Ayana's signal, didn't you?"

Shawn smiled and said, "Did she tell you about the tracker?"

Sharon nodded. "She said that as long as the tracker is triggered, her friend will come to save her. I just didn't expect that her friend would be you..."

It was only then that Shawn remembered that Ayana and she had stayed together for several hours.

"Sharon, did Ayana tell you anything?"

Sharon was stunned. "Is there anything she needs to tell me?"

Shawn raised the corner of his mouth. "Nothing, I'm just asking. I'm afraid that you'll overthink this since she looks like you." Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

"No, she didn't tell me anything."

"That's good."

Shawn breathed a sigh of relief. He was afraid that Ayana would tell her about them.

He didn't want Sharon to know what happened between him and Ayana.

He didn't want to leave any bad impression on Sharon.

"Well, have a good rest. Peter, please take good care of him. I'll go back first."

The ward became silent again. Sharon was a little awkward. She thought of Stanley in another ward. She had been out for so long, and he must be very angry, so she had to go back now.

Shawn anxiously wanted to get up from the bed. "Are you leaving again?"

Sharon frowned. "Can you please stay still? There are cables all over your body! Don't move!"

Shawn lay back obediently.

Sharon glared at him and said, "If I don't go back, I have to sleep on the floor here. I'll come to visit you tomorrow and bring you something delicious and appetizing."

She insisted on leaving. Shawn pursed his lips and had to compromise. "I want to try your cooking!"

"Okay, I'll cook for you."

"Then... I'll ask Peter to send you back."

"No thanks. Let him take care of you. I can take a taxi back by myself."

Shawn stopped insisting and nodded with a smile. "Be careful."

"Got it."

Sharon turned around and went out, and her figure soon disappeared.

As soon as the door of the ward was closed, Shawn ordered, "Call Ayana and tell her to leave Beachmarsh City immediately and don't appear in front of Sharon from now on. Call her now!"

"Okay."

Peter knew that Shawn didn't want Sharon to know the relationship between Ayana and him.

He took out his cell phone and dialed the number. After a while, the call was answered, "Peter?"

Peter came to the corner and lowered his voice as he said, "Miss Warner, have you returned to the villa?"

"Yeah, I've just arrived. What's wrong?"

"Nothing. Young Master just ordered me to tell you... to go back to Cresthill today, and you don't have to come here if there's nothing important or urgent."

There was dead silence.

Peter was jittery.

After a long while, Ayana finally spoke, her voice sounded monotonous but there was a trace of sadness in it, "Is that it? I'm no longer of any use as a substitute, am I? That's why he kicked me away! Haha, he is so cruel."

Peter sighed. "Don't say that..."

"The reason why he came to me was that I looked a bit like Sharon Cruz. Because of that tiny resemblance, he hired the best plastic surgeon to cut my skin and grind off my bone inch by inch to forcibly make me look almost like her!" Ayana was worked up. "My face hurts every time it rains. This is the side effect of all those plastic surgeries!"

She had put in so much effort, but this was what she got in the end.

Ayana's heart was bleeding.

Every time Shawn had sex with her, he would always call Sharon's name out loud.

He had never called her by her real name.

Now that Sharon appeared and he had finally found her, he began to be afraid and panicked, didn't he? He was afraid that Sharon would find out about what he did and that she, Ayana, was with him every night in the past few years.

He couldn't wait to get rid of her in order to preserve his perfect image in Sharon's heart, right?

Ayana laughed so hard that her whole body was in pain. "Don't worry, I will do as he told me to do."

After that, she hung up the phone.

Peter went back to the ward with his mobile phone. Shawn looked at him coldly. "How is it?"

"Miss Warner said she would leave."

"Good."

Shawn nodded with satisfaction.

Peter thought about what Ayana had said just now and couldn't help but blurt out, "Young Master, even I can see Miss Warner's feelings for you. Why are you so heartless to her..."

"Peter, you crossed the line," Shawn said lightly, but there was a hint of warning in his voice.

Peter was shocked and broke out in a cold sweat. "I just think that since Miss Cruz is married now and Miss Warner is sincere to you, you should..."

"I should give up on Sharon and be with Ayana?" Shawn clenched his hands and his eyes were deep. "Do you think I will care whether Sharon is married or having a child? I don't care about these. I just want her by my side!"

Peter was taken aback as he saw the determination in Shawn's eyes. "But Miss Cruz's husband is... Mr. Jones..."

Stanley was very much respected and awed in Beachmarsh City.

The corners of Shawn's mouth curled into a sneer. "So what?"

This time, he would never let go of Sharon. He must let Sharon return to him.

If anyone tried to stop him, he would eliminate them.

Sharon rushed to Stanley's ward in a hurry, thinking that she must have driven him up the wall since she left him for such a long time.

"Hubby..."

She pushed the door open and gaped in shock.

The room was empty, and there was no one in it.

"Uh, have I gone to the wrong ward?" Sharon tilted her head and wondered.

She went out to have a look. She was right. It was room No. 2202.

Yes, she was right!

Just as a nurse came over, Sharon grabbed her and asked, "Miss, where did the patient go? Why didn't I see him?"

"He left a few hours ago followed by a man with a crew cut if I'm not mistaken. They left together. The man with the crew cut wanted him to stay, but he refused."

The man with the crew cut was Jimmy and the man who did not listen to his advice was Stanley.