Because You Are My Lady novel (Sharon and Stanley)
Chapter 421

Stanley's body stiffened he lay still. After what seemed like a long while, he moved his arms. However, it was dark and so his expression couldn't be seen clearly.

Did she dream of Shawn?

Or was she mumbling about something else?

With a complicated look on his face, Stanley gazed at Sharon. After a long while, he brushed off those thoughts he was ruminating on. He took a deep breath and told himself not to overthink but to go to sleep. Sharon started dreaming again.

This time, it was the same dream as that night where she dreamt that Shawn and herself lived in a small town; they were happy, and it was peaceful; there was only Shawn and her father who accompanied her.

Sharon clearly knew that everything in her dream was unreal, but her dreams were so vivid that everything seemed real, so much so that her dreams kept on repeating themselves. She felt as though she were about to dwell in her dream.

It wasn't until she heard Stanley's voice that Sharon was suddenly awakened. When she saw the anxious expression on Stanley's face, she didn't know how to respond. "Sharon, are you having a nightmare?" asked Stanley as he picked her up from bed. "You are sweating all over, and I couldn't even wake you up. What's the matter?" What's the matter?

Confused, Sharon looked at Stanley, who had a worried look on his face.

After a long time, she gulped and shook her head. "No, nothing, I just dreamed of something terrible. I wanted to wake up from the dream, but I couldn't seem to do so. Fortunately, you woke me up." Stretching out his hand, Stanley reached out to hug her. "It's fine now."

"Yes."

Sharon nodded and wiped her forehead, which was full of sweat as expected.

"I want to take a bath." Her body was sticky, and that made her uncomfortable.

"Let me give you a hand."

After carrying her into the bathroom, Stanley placed her on the washstand, before filling the bathtub with water. Only then did he signal Sharon to go in and take a bath.

Sharon's face reddened a little. "Why don't you go

out first?"

If he stood there, how could she take off her clothes?

Stanley raised his eyebrows. "We're married. It's not a big deal if I help you take a bath. Furthermore, you can't really bathe yourself in your current condition."

He walked over as he spoke. "So, I'm here to bathe you, alright?"

It seemed like he was asking a question, but his actions said otherwise.

This rendered Sharon speechless.

After a moment of silence, Sharon followed him. However, she was completely naked while he was completely clothed, which made her feel a little uncomfortable. She sat in the bathtub, trying to hide from him and tensed her body.

"I can really do it myself." Sharon drew back to her side as she said, "I feel like an infant when you have to bathe me. Just so you know, I've been taking a bath by myself for the past two months, and I didn't even fall or hurt myself. Don't worry."

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt Stanley's hand which was brushing her back stopped for a moment.

Sharon glanced at him. He was looking down, not revealing his expression, and just then, Sharon realized what was wrong.

Clearing her throat, she tried to explain, "From what Shawn had told me, the few days after I fell, I had a fever and was pretty much drowsy. He helped me with my dressings those few days, but after I regained consciousness, I did all the bathing and changing on my own."

Sharon didn't hide anything and took the initiative to tell Stanley these things, "Apart from Shawn taking me to the bathroom and carrying me after I took a shower, other than some physical contact we had, nothing else happened."

As for that day when Shawn suddenly lost control and kissed her, Sharon thought for a moment and decided not to reveal it. Shawn had kissed her that night, but he had also been sent to the hospital because of this and almost died.

Although she didn't want to say it now, it didn't mean that she wouldn't say it in the future.

Sharon wanted to take her time to tell him these things.

Upon hearing her words, Stanley suddenly fell silent. After a long time, he finally smiled self-deprecatingly, "I'm too petty, aren't I? I can't even tolerate these small matters. In fact, no matter what happened, as long as you're alive, it's fine."

Sharon turned around and grabbed his hand. Just as he was about to open his mouth to say something, Stanley spoke again, "It's just that you've been calling his name in your sleep, making me feel a little uncomfortable. I'm thinking about how you two have been spending so much time together..."

"What?"

Shocked, Sharon widened her eyes. "What did you say?"

She was so agitated that she grabbed onto his arms so tight his skin felt sore. It was only then that Stanley realized that something was wrong with her. "What's wrong?"

In a trembling voice, Sharon answered, "I... I did dream of Shawn, and the things that I dreamt of were very strange."

His brow furrowed, and Stanley remained silent. He quickly washed her up, took her nightgown, and carried her out.

After Sharon changed her clothes, Stanley pushed open the bedroom door and entered. Sitting beside her, he asked, "What did you dream of?"

When she was changing her clothes just now, Sharon couldn't stop her thoughts from going astray. She was worried her dreams were part of a subconscious that thought of these things during the day. However, she had clearly not thought about the ridiculous things that happened in her dreams. She hated Shawn so much; how could she have dreamed of marrying him and having children?

Now that Stanley had asked about it, Sharon thought for a moment and said, "I was dreaming that he had left the small town back then and had always been by my side. After I finished high school and college I went back to the town to become a teacher, and together... we got married, had children, and my father didn't die, and he was still alive and well by my side. But in the dream... in the dream..." Sharon didn't know what to say.

Stanley looked straight at her. "What happened in your dream?"

"In my dream... I didn't have you." Sharon's quivering lips said. "In my dream, I've never met you before. I don't know you. To me, you were just a stranger."

Stanley's lips were tightly pursed into a straight line. After a long time, he finally opened his mouth and said, "It's all just a dream, it's not real. Don't think too much about it."

Sharon sighed, "Yes, I know it's all unreal. I didn't give it much thought, and you shouldn't think much of it too. It's just a dream."

Fortunately, it was just a dream.

Nodding, Stanley replied with a 'hmm'. However, he had been frowning the entire time, and it was obvious that he wasn't in a good mood.

Just then, the silence in the air was interrupted by a ringing phone.

Stanley glanced at the caller ID and then at Sharon. Her face was still pale and her hands that were placed on her knees were subtly trembling. Knowing that she didn't want him to leave, Stanley sat down beside her and answered the phone in front of her. "Hello."

It was a call from home.

On the other side, it was the secretary of the middle-aged man on the phone. When he answered the phone, the secretary said directly, "Stanley, there's something I need to tell you." "What's the matter?" "Your father... I mean, Isai is missing!"