Because You Are My Lady

Chapter 90

Jimmy dared not hide the truth from Stanley. He nodded honestly and said, "I went to pick them up half an hour ago. Sharon was shopping with her friend, so I took both of them here..."

After a pause, he asked suspiciously, "You didn't know about this?"

Stanley glared at him coldly. "Howard made a slip of the tongue on the phone, saying that you all came here but no one called me, so I knew there was something fishy going on."

Jimmy laughed awkwardly.

"Why does Jackson want to see her?"

Jimmy shook his head and said, "I don't know. He asked me to bring her here, that's all."

After a moment of silence, Jimmy asked in a curious tone, "Jackson was here just now. Where is he?"

Ignoring him, Stanley put one hand in his pocket with a cigarette in the other, his beautiful eyes staring ahead.

Jimmy pointed to the place where Sharon was. "Aren't you going over there?"

Stanley flicked the ashes with his fingers and said, "You go first." There was obvious agitation in his eyes.

Jimmy couldn't guess what was playing in his mind, so he spared him the bother and was about to leave when Stanley suddenly asked, "Your marriage with Ariah was loveless in the beginning, and you even wanted a divorce for a while, but now you're so intimate with her. Did you fall in love with her?"

After a pause, Jimmy looked at him cautiously and said, "Stanley, is it a trick question?"

"I don't care about the messy affairs you have with that woman behind Ariah's back," Stanley sneered.

Jimmy smiled. Instead of being defensive, he thought for a while and said, "I feel guilty for that woman, so I have always been kind to her... As for Ariah, I think God has a plan for us since the day I married her. It's just that it took me a long time to realize that I can't live without Ariah."

Stanley lowered his eyes. After a long while, he said with a faint smile, "So, you want to do like those French monarchs did in the ancient times, right? Having a lawfully wedded queen in the castle and keeping a mistress outside, is that your intention?"

Jimmy squinted at him, annoyed.

There was no point in continuing this conservation, so Jimmy turned and left with a gloomy expression.

Jimmy finally came back after Sharon and Melody almost finished the snacks. When he walked closer, Sharon and Melody gaped their mouths and eyes wide in surprise.

Jimmy changed his clothes and carried a gun on his shoulder. He stood there at a slanted angle, looking utterly handsome.

"Is that... a gun?"

Sharon and Melody stepped forward at the same time, with excitement in their eyes.

It was true that the man with a gun was the most handsome.

Jimmy put his gun aside and asked, "Do you want to try?"

Sharon swallowed and shook her head timidly. After all, she was young, so she was a little frightened when she saw the dangerous weapon.

Melody stretched out her hand and pointed. "Is this a real thing?"

Jimmy sniggered and said, "Of course it's real. It's heavy too. I bet you can't carry it."

Sharon and Melody exchanged glances with thrill written in their eyes.

Stanley came out after smoking. Before he got close to her, he heard Sharon's excited and nervous voice, saying, "Wow, it's really a real gun. It's so heavy..."

He saw her blushing face since he was not far away, wondering if it was because of sunburn or excitement.

Her pink and tender cheeks were bright and glowing under the sun, and her big eyes were shining with joy, which was more beautiful than any other time.

Stanley's expression darkened. He pulled his collar and strode over.

It was Sharon's first time to see a real gun, hence the apparent excitement, but she was afraid to touch it. Melody was braver than her, so she touched the gun several times.

Of course, Melody could see through her best friend's mind, so she shoved the gun into Sharon's arms and said, "Come on, have a look."

When Sharon took it, the first thing she felt was that the gun was really heavy and hard. Her nervous hand was sweating and trembling in excitement. "It's really heavy..."

As she spoke, she retreated and slammed into a wall of flesh.

"You're bold enough to play with guns now, huh?"

Stanley's mellow voice echoed above her head, which felt as if it materialized into stones and were thrown at her heart. She stood as stiff and frozen like a statue.

How could he, whom she had not seen for three days, suddenly appear here?

Suddenly, the gun was snatched away from her hands. Sharon looked up and saw him standing behind her. She couldn't see his eyes clearly since he was standing against the light, so she could only see his prominent facial outline. His body was covered with a layer of golden light, shining brightly.

Sharon subconsciously moved aside, pulled Melody, and stood next to her.

Stanley glanced at Sharon from the corner of his eyes, observing her every minute move. He twitched his lips unhappily and thought, "Am I so scary that she has to avoid me?"

With a crack, he unloaded the gun in his hand and took out the barrel to have a look.

Jimmy knew what he was doing, so he immediately explained, "Don't worry, there are no bullets in it. It's empty."

He would not be so stupid as to let two women play with the gun with live ammunition in it. Anything could happen and the consequence would be catastrophic.

Stanley snorted and threw the gun at him. Jimmy took it.

Stanley grabbed a chair and sat down. He casually took out the sunglasses in his pocket and put them on, looking cool and indifferent.

Sharon bit his lip as she glanced at him, thinking that it was really unfair for him to look so handsome despite his frigid expression.

Then she glared at Jimmy with hatred and thought, "Liar. Didn't you say that Jackson wanted to see me? Why is Stanley here?"

Jimmy glanced at Sharon's resentful glare and smiled bitterly. He was the most innocent person here, being a driver to take her here and the cold and disdainful glare from her. It was so hard to be in his position.

When Jackson came over, everyone who was sitting under the umbrella was as quiet as the tree stumps as no one said a word. He raised his eyebrows and smiled. "Why aren't any of you talking?"

Jimmy rushed to him as if he saw his life savior. "Jackson, I brought Sharon here as you asked me to. I have nothing to do here, so

I'll go play with those guns. Bye."

Then he quickly walked away.

Stanley was lying in a chair, with his deep eyes slightly squinted under the sunglasses.

Sharon cleared her throat and said, "Jackson, Jimmy said that you wanted to see me. What's the matter?"

A faint glare swept at Jackson from the lounge chair, but Jackson ignored it and went straight over To Sharon. "It's nothing, we didn't get to chat a lot when we met last time, so I thought of asking you here today and have dinner together tonight."

So that was the reason.

Sharon agreed graciously, "Okay, let's have dinner together tonight."

A cold snort came from the chair.

Sharon gritted her teeth and clenched her fists. She suppressed her emotions, smiled sweetly, and said, "Jackson, I want to learn how to shoot. Please teach me."

The gaze from the chair was so sharp that it could pierce through people!

Jackson ignored Stanley's glare and said to Sharon with a smile, "Let's go then."

The two of them walked away. Stanley sat up with no expression on his face, took off his sunglasses, and threw them aside. With a crisp snap, one of his expensive sunglasses legs was broken.

He stared at Sharon, who was getting farther and farther away, with blue veins throbbing on his forehead.

Melody looked at Stanley's reaction with a smile on her face. She sat down on another chair, took a sip of the juice, and then said calmly, "Mr. Jones, are you jealous now?"

Stanley looked away without any expression on his face and said flatly, "Jealous of what?"

"Of your buddy." Melody raised her chin and said, "Jackson is very handsome and masculine. Mr. Jones, to tell you the truth, Sharon likes this kind of man the most."

Stanley's dark eyes darkened slightly. He glanced at her coldly and said, "Miss Graham, are you here today to drive a wedge between me and your friend?"

"Nope." Melody drank the juice in her mouth and smiled. "I came here today to help you solve your little conflicts."

"Oh?" Stanley raised his eyebrows.

"Sharon and I have been together for the past two days." Melody pointed to Sharon in the distance and said, "Half of our topics are about you, Mr. Jones."

"What did she say about me?"

"Do you want to hear the truth or lies?"

Stanley frowned impatiently. "I don't like to hear lies; I don't have much patience, and I certainly don't like beating around the bush, so Miss Graham, if you have anything to say, please tell me."

Melody nodded and put down the glass in her hand. "Sharon said that you are narrowminded and petty. You throw your tantrum like a woman and don't go home for several days..."

Melody stopped as she watched Stanley's expression turn gloomier and uglier.

If she went on, he would probably flip the table over.

Seeing that his emotions were at their peak, Melody said, "Do you know why Sharon took Jewel's check?"

Stanley narrowed his eyes. "Please go on." This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

Knowing that Stanley was intrigued, Melody smiled and said, "Sharon is a timid person and is afraid of trouble. Some people love to show off and keep a high profile, but not Sharon. She likes to keep her life simple and easy. When Jewel came to her, her instinct told her that trouble had come to her. In order to avoid trouble, she will come up with a

solution..."

Drumming his fingers on the table, Stanley raised his chin and said, "Go on."

"The reason why Sharon took the check from Jewel was not to get the money, but to show it to you as evidence to let you solve this trouble for her."

Stanley's eyes darted and finally fell on Sharon who was a distance away. "She can directly tell me that Jewel went to her..."

"Will you believe her if she does?" Melody interjected.

"Will you help her solve the problem? I doubt so. You have a good relationship with Jewel. At most, you will chide Jewel, or perhaps you won't do anything because you dote on her and turn a blind eye. With your consent, Jewel will only be more unscrupulous!"

Hearing her words, Stanley narrowed his eyes and looked at Sharon with his thin lips tightly pursed.

In fact, Sharon didn't want to learn shooting. She just wanted to leave the cold- faced Stanley like he was some kind of parasite. However, she didn't expect that Jackson really wanted to teach her how to shoot.

"There is a target in front, and this is the rear sight. Look at the rear sight, muzzle, and the target in one line. Look here." Jackson stood behind her and said in a deep voice, "Hold your hands tight. Don't panic. Separate your legs at shoulder-width. Okay, very good. Now, when I tell you to pull the trigger, pull it!"

"Okay."

Sharon nervously swallowed.

"Pull!"

Sharon immediately pulled the trigger.

There was a crack, and then silence followed.

Sharon was dumbfounded. "Uh..."

Jackson took the gun in her hand and laughed, "I didn't put bullets in it."

Sharon was speechless. "Then why do you teach me?"