Chapter 41
Stanley looked toward the direction where Anthony was looking and pointing, and sure enough, he
saw Sharon rushing towards them.
As soon as she got close to the car, she opened the door of the car in a hurry, panting and
sweating, looking rather flustered.
Sharon patted the back of Anthony''s seat and said, "Anthony, hurry and leave."
Anthony started the car, but he drove very slowly as there were a lot of pedestrians.
Sharon shrank her body under the window as if she was avoiding something and dared not look
outside. Anthonyughed and asked, "Madam, what''s wrong?"
She peeked out of the window and blurted, "Nothing. I saw my manager just now, and I don''t want
him to see me get into such an expensive car to avoid misunderstanding."
Troy followed her as soon as she came out of the room, but fortunately, she ran so fast that he
didn''t see her getting into Stanley''s car.
It would be hard for her to exin herself otherwise.
Stanley, who was sitting next to her, squinted slightly.
"Is she so afraid of being spotted getting into his car? She is hiding like a thief! Why? Is he so
unpresentable?"
Stanley thought, frustrated.
His expression gloomed very quickly, and the air of frigidness started to exhume from his body.
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Sharon rubbed her shoulders and mumbled, "Why is it suddenly so cold..."
Anthony did not hear her whispering. He looked at her profusely sweating face and tenderly handed
over a tissue. "Madam, please use this to wipe some sweat."
"Thank you." Sharon took it.
Anthony smiled and said, ''Are you sweating because you saw your acquaintance and was hiding
from him?"
"No. Didn''t he say that he only gave me a minute toe down here? I couldn''t wait for the
elevator, so I had to use the stairs. I was so tired."
Sharon rolled her eyes and secretly criticized Stanley.
Anthony swallowed awkwardly.
Their car left slowly, but there was a pair of eyes not far from the car that looked at it motionlessly,
with a shocked expression.
"Cecilia, what are you looking at?" Lilian Wilson reached out and waved in front of her friend.
Cecilia Casey fixed her gaze at the car in the distance. "Lily, did you see the car that drove away
just now?"
"Yeah. Tsk, tsk. That car is so cool. It looks like a military vehicle. Did you see its license te?
Ordinary people can''t get this kind of number te."
Cecilia nced at her friend and asked, "How do you know military vehicles?"
Lilian smiled and said, "My brother is in the military. I''ve heard of it, and I think I''ve seen that car in
the military magazine."
"Really?" Cecilia''s eyes filled with more skepticism. "How does she end up with such a powerful big
shot? What a shameless b*tch."
"She? Who is she?"
Cecilia huffed disdainfully, "Who else? She is my mom''s daughter with her ex- husband. Two years
ago, I heard that her dad had an ident and was in a vegetative state ever since. She
shamelessly went to my mom to ask for money."
"Poor rtives are very troublesome. They always put up a pitiful act when they don''t have money,
and they''ll alwayse back to you if you lend them money once. She may go to your house again,
watch out."
Cecilia smiled coldly and said, "We would rather give our money to beggars than to her!"
Nheless, she was quite surprised, wondering if Sharon really hooked up with a rich man.
She obviously saw Sharon get into the luxury car with her own eyes just now.
On their way home, Sharon had a pleasant conversation with Anthony where they talked and
laughed.
Sitting next to Sharon, Stanley''s brows knitted in annoyance as theirughter echoed into his ears
continuously.
Finally, he couldn''t stand it anymore and huffed through his thin lips, "Shut up! Get out if you make
any more noise!"
Sharon stared at him, dumbfounded.
Anthony was startled.
They exchanged nces from the rearview mirror, and Sharon signaled with her eyes as if she was
saying, "What''s wrong with him?"
Anthony answered her question by signaling with his eyes too, "I don''t know. He''s probably out of
his mind again."
Sharon nodded, seeming to havee to the realization, and mouthed, "Oh."
Stanley who had closed his eyes suddenly opened his eyes, ring at both of them with his sharp
eyes. "Are you condemning me?"
Sharon and Anthony waved their hands and shook their heads in unison. "No! How dare we?"
Stanley sneered and closed his eyes again, but he became more and more agitated.
The rest of the journey was eerily quiet. When they returned to the vi, Anthony got out of the car
and opened the door. Stanley got out of the car and strode directly to the door, while Sharon said
goodbye to Anthony and politely thanked him, "Anthony, thank you for sending us home."
Anthony said, "You''re wee, Madam. This is in my job scope."
After a pause, he added in a low voice, "Mr. Jones had a few sses of wine during his business
discussion tonight, so he may be a little drunk on our way back. "Mr. Jones is talking about business
tonight. After drinking a little wine, he may be a little drunk in the car. Please take care of him. Men
would be a little messed up after they had one ss too many."
Sharon nodded hurriedly. "Okay, I know. Thank you."
"I''ll see myself out then. Good night."
"Okay. Good night."
As they were bidding farewell, Stanley''s impatient and frigid voice broke through the air. "Get over
here!"
"Why do you have so many to talk about that you can''t even finish talking when you get home?" He
shouted inwardly.
Sharon rolled her eyes. "Does your boss like to swear and shout at others after drinking?"
Smiling awkwardly, Anthony did not dare to say anything else and immediately drove away.
When Sharon opened the door, she was blocked by Stanley who standing there like a statue with
his tall and sturdy figure. He crossed his arms in front of his chest and did not budge, and no one
knew what he was doing.
"Why don''t you go in?" Sharon looked at him suspiciously.
Stanley looked down at her with his eyes fixed on her as if he was sizing her up and thinking about
something.
His nce brought goosebumps to Sharon.
Fortunately, he looked away after a while. He lifted his leg, and spat out a word in a reserved
manner, "My slippers."
Sharon did not understand what he meant. "What?"
The man raised his leg again. "Change my slippers."
D*mn!
Did he literally block her at the door simply because he wanted her to change his slippers?
Was he a giant baby? Did he need help in changing shoes?
Gritting her teeth, she wanted to resist his domineeringmand for some unknown reason. "Don''t
you know how to change it yourself?"
The man narrowed his eyes slightly. "You don''t want to change it?"
Sharon decided not to back down. "Yes, I don''t want to change them for you!"
As he put down his arms, Stanley stood up straight and looked down at Sharon who was only as tall
as his chest. His deep eyes narrowed with a dash of surprise shing across them. She had always
been well-behaved and would never resist his instruction.
Every time when he slept with her, he could feel the stiffness of her body including her reluctance.
However, as long as he frowned and showed his displeasure, she immediately shifted into an
engaged mode on her own ord. She would hook his neck and offer him her kisses as if she was
afraid that he would be unhappy.
People with this kind of character were cid, easy to handle, and even easy to control.
Having spent the past year with her, she was really as he had expected. She was obedient to him
and at ease with him. She had no temper and was very easy to be controlled.
But now...
He realized that he was wrong. The mild-mannered Sharon who was easy to be controlled was
gone. Now, she became the woman who was out of his control as she stubbornly lifted her chin.
Stanley frowned and found that the person he could control was suddenly out of control today.
It did not feel good at all.
Men who were used to giving orders couldn''t stand the power slipped away from their hands.
Thinking of this, Stanley raised his eyebrows. "Are you sure?"