Because You Are My Lady

Chapter 191

Rebecca screamed, her voice trembling, "I'm not dead! I'm alive!"

Her voice was full of uncontrollable fear and despair. Her voice was hoarse as if someone was strangling her and tears blurred her eyes. "I can tell you whatever you want to know. Please don't... don't do this to me!"

Liam pressed on her body and said in a very rough voice, "Do you admit it now?"

Rebecca nodded fiercely. "Yes! I admit it."

"Are you Rebecca Lambert?"

"I am!"

Liam reached out and picked up the wet hair that was stuck on her cheek. "Why are you so scared? I'm just teasing you. Since you're alive, why don't we talk about the old days?"

Rebecca gritted her teeth and squeezed out two words from her throat, "Let go..."

"Be good." Liam chuckled. His laughter was rough and full of lust. "Don't you think you should be punished for lying to me just now?"

Rebecca closed her eyes and begged him with tears, "Don't..."

"Don't what? You always wanted it when you were with me back then." He stroked her back lightly with his finger. "In the past few years since you died, I missed the days we were together. Do you want to relive it again, huh?"

His remarks brought goosebumps all over her body. Rebecca screamed loudly, "B*stard! Let go of me! Let go!"

Liam pressed her body tightly. The more scared she was, the more excited he seemed to be. "Your voice is still as pleasant as ever. I kinda miss it as I haven't heard it for so many years."

He slowly moved his fingers up to her neck and wrapped around her like a snake. "Do you miss me?"

Rebecca was completely devastated. "No, I don't! Get lost!"

The man froze as if he was startled by her scream. Rebecca was overjoyed and was about to struggle out of his restraint, but he suddenly yanked at her hair and abruptly pulled her back. She screamed out in agony as she felt a sharp pain in her scalp.

"What did you say?" His voice was low and mellow but full of anger. "You want me to get lost?"

Rebecca knew that he was pissed, and her lips began to tremble in horror.

Liam sneered and carried her up. Realizing what he wanted to do, Rebecca screamed at the top of her lungs, but it was useless to resist. His action became fiercer...

When Sharon returned home, she looked very absent- minded that she didn't hear Hazel calling her a few times.

"Madam?" Hazel was shocked by Sharon's appearance. Her face was so pale as if something unfortunate happened to her that her soul had left her body. "What's wrong with you?"

Hazel shook her body.

Sharon suddenly came to her senses and said, "H-Hazel."

"Yes, it's me," Hazel immediately said.

Sharon opened her mouth and wanted to ask something, but finally said, "Hazel, is there something to eat? I'm hungry."

Hazel managed a smile. "Yes, there is. Take some rest while I go and cook you some food. It'll be ready right away."

Sharon came to the sofa and sat down. Her mind was in a mess as if there were several hemp threads entangled together. She could not figure out a lot of things.

She held her knees and sat on the sofa, lost in thought. After a long time, Hazel's voice came from the kitchen, "I'm done. It's time to have dinner."

Sharon took a deep breath, got up, and sat down in the dining room.

Hazel served one dish after another on the table.

Sharon picked up the utensil and suddenly said, "Hazel, I have a question for you."

"Oh, please ask away."

"Do you have any photos of Rebecca Lambert?"

Hazel did not expect that she would suddenly mention Rebecca again. She paused for a moment and asked, "Why do you suddenly talk about Miss Lambert again?"

"I just want to see what she looks like."

"I see." Hazel thought for a moment and shook her head. "No, I don't have Miss Lambert's photo. Mr. Jones should have it, but it has been so many years now, so I don't know where he would keep it."

Sharon looked down and said, "Forget it if you don't have it."

Hazel saw her unnatural look, thought for a moment, and sat down in front of her. "Do you have something on your mind?"

Sharon shook her head and smiled. "Nope." Hazel looked at her worriedly. Sharon's smile was an even more worrisome sight. It was obvious that she was forcing a smile on her face.

Hazel raised her wrist and looked at the time. She said, "Mr. Jones should be back soon. If you want to know more about Miss Lambert, you can ask him."

Hazel thought that after so many years, Stanley must have almost forgotten Rebecca. Although she was old, her heart and eyes were not. She could see that Stanley liked Sharon.

"Okay." Sharon nodded. "I'm really fine. I'm just curious. Let's have dinner."

"Okay, glad to hear that."

Sharon rarely came to Stanley's study. On the one hand, she felt that it was unnecessary for her to come. On the other hand, this was the man's office, so she should not come for fun.

Even if she came here every time, it was under the condition that Stanley was in here.

This time, there was no Stanley, but Sharon herself.

The reason why she came in was very simple. She wanted to find out if there were any photos of Rebecca.

On the way back, she called Liam, but he didn't pick up. She wanted to ask him if he had mistaken the woman for someone else.

She came back to ask Hazel, yet Hazel didn't have any photos of Rebecca. She became more and more curious.Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

Although she was quite sure that the woman in the Charming Hills Apartment was Rebecca, she couldn't believe that the woman who was supposed to be dead suddenly...

Shaking her head, she stopped thinking about it.

Stanley's study was a little big, and there were two or three bookshelves in here. She searched some books he often read, but found no photos.

She came to the desk again and opened the drawer to look for it.

She knew that what she did was wrong but she couldn't help it.

She would not be able to sleep tonight if she was not absolutely sure that the woman she met today was Rebecca.

But she didn't dare to call Stanley and ask him...

She was afraid to ask. If Stanley didn't know that Rebecca was still alive, her asking him would be like she inadvertently told him that Rebecca did not die seven years ago and she had returned to Beachmarsh City.

She bit her lip. Sharon knew that she was selfish, but she did not dare to ask.

Her relationship with him began to change for the better and she could feel that he loved her. She was afraid that their feelings would dwindle now that Rebecca suddenly appeared out of nowhere...

She touched something in her hand, and Sharon looked down. It was a photo.

She had seen this photo. She had seen it in Stanley's pocket that night.

The man in the photo was dressed in a clean military uniform, and the woman next to him was wearing a white dress.

Sharon put the photo under her eyes and carefully observed it. After a while, she smiled feebly.

Sure enough, it was Rebecca.

That woman really came back.