Because You Are My Lady novel (Sharon and Stanley)
Chapter 452

Unfortunately, her words were like rocks sinking into the sea. The receptionist did not seem to hear her voice or even look at her as if she was transparent. Lifting his head, the receptionist nodded at Ricco and said, "Here you are, Mr. Ricco."

"Give me a standard room."

"Okay." The receptionist smiled but did not register. He then took the key out of the drawer and handed it to Ricco. "It's still the room that you always stay in."

Ricco then took the key and thanked him. "You're welcome," said the receptionist respectfully.

Ariah stared at them with her mouth agape. Did they know each other?

But she had just yelled for help... Wasn't that a joke forthem?

At that moment, Ricco's triumphant smile aroused her impulse to kill him.

"Let's go."

It wasn't until Ricco forcefully pulled her into the elevator that she reacted. Grabbing the cabinet at the front desk, she refused to leave with him, even if she was beaten to death. "Stop struggling. You are a smart person, so I believe you know what should be done now."

Ricco's face then turned cold. "I don't like to be rude to women, but if you still behave like this, don't blame me for being violent."

Ariah felt a little better after cursing him in her heart. She knew that her resistance would be useless, but she couldn't just do nothing, and she must fight for her own rights.

"Alright! I'll listen to you!" Under Ricco's increasingly impatient gaze, Ariah let out a sigh of relief. "But you have to agree to one condition."

"What is it?"

"I want a room for myself. I'll never sleep in a room with you."

"No way!"

"Then I will never follow you unless you kill me."

Glaring at her, Ricco yelled, "Haven't you given up on your ex-husband? Do you still want to keep your virginity for him?"

"I haven't divorced him yet, so he's not my ex-husband!" Ariah held the cabinet tightly with one hand. "It's none of your business whom I keep my virginity for. No matter what, I'll never sleep in the same room with you."

Her attitude was so firm that Ricco really couldn't do anything. He wanted to knock her out, but it would be inappropriate to do so in front of the receptionist.

After a long time, Ricco gritted his teeth and compromised. "Okay, you can stay in your own room."

In response, Ariah held back the joy in her heart as she said, "Then go get me a room."

Staring at her for a while, he suddenly smiled and let go of her. "Wait a minute."

Then, he went straight to the front desk and got her a room card, after which she followed him up the stairs without uttering a word.

The small inn was certainly not comparable to a five-star hotel. The room was small, and the decoration was also extremely simple. After she entered her room, she bid Ricco goodnight and locked the door. Placed her ear against the door, she held her breath while listening to the sounds outside. When she confirmed that he had left, she heaved a sigh of relief.

"The phone!"

She fixed her eyes on the phone on the cabinet and hurried to make a phone call.

Luckily, she remembered Jimmy's phone number.

She didn't like to keep his phone in mind before, which she thought was troublesome. There was once when her car broke down on the road, and her phone was dead. After borrowing a phone from a passer- by, she realized that couldn't remember Jimmy's number. As a result, she had to wait on the road for a long time before he brought her home.

When she asked him how he found her, he said he started to get suspicious when she did not go back on time. Therefore, he called her work unit and got to know that she was on a trip to visit a patient. After getting the patient's home address, he drove to the location and surprisingly saw her squatting on the road helplessly...

That night, Jimmy asked her to memorize his number. She couldn't remember any other number, but Jimmy's number had been exclusively engraved in her heart. Without hesitation, Ariah dialed Jimmy's number while her hands were sweating. However, the call could not connect. Why was that so? She was literally dumbfounded. Why was it so strange? Ariah didn't give up and called him again, but the outcome was still the same.

No wonder Ricco would let her sleep in a separate room. He must have known that she would never be able to make any calls here!

He was indeed a scumbag!

Ariah angrily threw the phone away. She didn't want to wait until Ricco let down his guard and fell asleep before she ran out. She must leave this place now!

When she went to forcefully open the door, she was once again stunned.

The door couldn't be opened!

No matter how many times she tried, she still could not open the door.

Ariah finally gave up, and a bitter smile appeared on the corners of her mouth. Ricco had never thought of letting go of her, so he must have done a lot of preparation before he allowed her to stay in her own

room.

Left with no choice, she could only lie on her bed in despair.

Staring blankly at the ceiling, she suddenly heard an ear-piercing sound.

It was the phone. Ariah suddenly sat up from the bed and stared at the phone in suspicion.

How could it still ring when she could not make any call just now? Did that mean only other people could call in?

Also, who was the one calling her now?

After hesitating for a long time, Ariah slowly walked over and pick it up. "Hello?"

There was no sound from the other side.

"Who are you?" she asked with a frown.

There was still no reply.

"It's not funny at all?" Ariah felt that the call was weird. "Ricco, is it you?"

As soon as she said that, chuckles could be heard from the other end of the phone. As her entire body stiffened, she listened to the call carefully, there was no reply at all, as though what she had just heard was merely an illusion.

She thus hung up the phone in fury.

"Bee... beep..."

Nevertgteheles, not long after she hung up, the phone rang again.

If he continued to torture her like this, she would certainly be driven mad, so she took a deep breath and barked over the phone, "Who are you? Do you think it's funny to play a prank on me?!" "What's wrong with you?" Ricco's voice came from the phone. "Don't you need to sleep?"

Ariah was stunned, "It's really you?!"

"If it wasn't me, who would it be? Are you still waiting for someone else's call? Were you able to make the call?"

F*ck!

There was indeed something wrong with the phone!

As her rage sprang to life, she gritted her teeth and asked, "Why couldn't I make any calls? Tell me!"