Chapter 272


    Sharon frowned as she was keenly aware of the hidden meaning behind Howard''s words. She


    looked up suspiciously. "What are you trying to say?"


    Desperately, Howard wanted to tell her the truth, but he was also afraid that Stanley might kill him


    tomorrow.


    "Nothing. It''s gettingte. I''ll go first." Howard put down the cup and got up to leave. If he stayed, he


    could not control himself.


    Without even blinking, Sharon said, "I won''t be sending you off. Remember to close the door.


    Thanks!"


    By then, Howard was already at the door when he heard her saying that. Looking back, he saw


    Sharon pulling Stanley''s body as she was finding afortable position for him. However, she was


    too weak to pull the weight of his body.


    With a sigh, Howard walked back and said, "Stand aside and let me do it."


    Obediently, Sharon stood to one side. She scratched her head and thanked him.


    As Howard moved Stanley into a better position, he said, "Later, if he doesn''t wake up, don''t get him


    into a shower since you don''t have the strength to move him. If you don''t mind the fact that he reeks


    of alcohol, let him sleep through the night."


    Certainly, Sharon did not mind. She was only worried that it would be ufortable if Stanley slept


    like this. Then again, since he was already so drunk, he probably did not care about beingfy.


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    Taking a nce at her, in the end, Howard could not hold back the words in his heart. "Sharon, do


    you know who Stanley met before he got drunk today?"


    Sharon was startled, "Who?"


    "Your so-called brother."


    Shawn?


    Sharon frowned at the thought of him. This noon, when she was in the hospital with Stanley, didn''t


    he say that he was going to deal with some problems? Why was it rted to Shawn again? Now he


    was even drunk because of him? What did they say?


    As she was about to ask all the burning questions in her heart, Howard said, "There is a question


    that I wanted to ask you."


    "What do you want to know? Just ask me."


    "Do you love Stanley?"


    Thinking for a moment, Sharon honestly said, "I didn''t love him back then, but now I do love him."


    "Just how much do you love him?" Howard stared straight at her.


    That question made Sharon a little embarrassed. Clearing her throat, she said, "I don''t want to be


    separated from him, and I want to be with him forever."


    Hearing that, Howard slowly narrowed his eyes. "If Stanley had done something wrong to you,


    would you still love him?"


    At first, Sharon was stunned. Next, she did not know whether tough or cry. "Why are you guys


    asking the same question?"


    "You mean Stanley asked about it too?"


    "Yeah." Sharon nodded, not willing to entangle with him over this matter. "Dr. Perkins, what exactly


    do you mean? Why do I feel like the two of you are hiding something from me?"


    With a sigh, Howard waved his hand as he did not want to continue. Walking out, he said, "All you


    need to remember is that Stanley loves you very much. Sometimes, some things just can''t be


    helped."


    When Sharon finally snapped out of it, Howard was gone. Then, she muttered, "That''s odd." But


    she did not take it to heart


    and went straight to the bathroom. After fetching a bucket of water, she roughly wiped Stanley''s


    body and theny down beside him.


    The next day, Sharon was woken up by an itch on her face. In a daze, she opened her eyes, and an


    erged handsome face was right in front of her.


    "You''re awake?" Stanley''s low and hoarse voice entered her ears.


    While avoiding him, Sharonughed, "It''s so ticklish! Get away from me..."


    "Thank you forst night..." Stanley said vaguely.


    "Oh? So now you remember being drunk, huh?"


    "Mm-hmm."


    "Why did you suddenly go drinking, and even to the point that you''re unconscious?" Sharon made


    him stop his movements and observed him. Her eyes were clear and bright.


    Looking at her pure eyes, Stanley felt nervous as there was a voice in his heart urging him to tell


    her everything. Even if she could not forgive him, telling her the truth would be better than her


    knowing it from Shawn...


    "I know why."


    When Stanley was lost in his own thoughts, Sharon''s voice suddenly rang out.


    Stunned, Stanley replied, "Hmm?"


    "It''s because of your mother, right?" Sharon could not think of any other reason. His mother''s illness


    was so serious that he had been suppressing his emotions. It must be hard for him to digest them,


    so he needed to relieve his sorrows by drinking.


    When Stanley heard this, he was stunned for a moment before nodding his head. "Yes, my mother''s


    illness has always been a thorn in my heart. I have thought of many ways to treat her, but nothing is


    effective. When I learned of her illness in the first few years, I was on the verge of copsing.


    Yesterday, part of the reason I was drunk was because of her, but the other half was because of


    something else."


    After a pause, he added, "Sharon, I promise I will never get drunk in the future, alright?"


    To be straight, Sharon did not me him for being drunk. Everyone had their own way of relieving


    pressure. If drinking could help him relieve his worries, she would not oppose it.


    "I''m not ming you for drinking. I''m just worried about your health. Your stomach won''t be able to


    take it if you suddenly drink so much."


    Stanley held her in his arms and his gaze moved. "Did Howard say anything when he sent me


    back?"


    Shaking her head, Sharon said, "He asked me to take good care of you and left after a few words."


    With that, Stanley nodded. After a moment of silence, he said to her, "Sharon Cruz, there''s one


    thing that I need you to promise me."


    Every time he called her by her full name, Sharon knew that he had something important to say, so


    she nodded. "What is it?"


    "In the next few days, don''t go out, and don''t pick up anyone''s call, especially from Shawn. Can you


    promise me that?" His gaze was serious, staring straight into her soul.


    Taken aback, Sharon subconsciously asked, "Why?"


    "Do you trust me on this? If you trust me, you don''t need to ask anything. I will solve this problem.


    After the problem is solved, if you want to know, I will tell you everything."


    After finishing his words, he stared at her with a strong feeling deep in his eyes, but Sharon could


    not see what it meant. However, she was willing to believe him.


    Nodding her head, Sharon said, "Alright, I''ll listen to you."


    Then, Stanley kissed her forehead and said with augh, "You sleep for a while more. I''m going to


    work."


    When Stanley arrived at thepany, he called Shawn. It didn''t take him long to pick up, and


    Stanley heard Shawnughing, "I told you to call me when you have divorced Sharon. You''re calling


    so soon, so does it mean that you guys are divorced? Stanley, I didn''t expect you to get it done so


    quickly."


    As he stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling office window, the height of the twenty-eighth floor was so


    high that he could overlook everything, and everything below looked shrunken. He squinted at the


    traffic. "I''m calling you today to tell you that I refuse your request."


    There was a long silence on the other end of the line. After a long while, Shawn replied in a


    terrifyingly calm voice, "What did you say?"


    "I won''t divorce Sharon, not in three days, and never in my life."


    Pushing the chair, Shawn stood up abruptly. "Aren''t you afraid that I''ll tell Sharon about what you''ve


    done?"