Ex-Husband Wants Badly To Resume Their Marriage

"This is our third year of many years to come.Make sure to come home early. I have a surprise for you.Prepare to be amazed.’’ Message sent.

Sharon then nonchalantly put her phone to rest, turned the fire down to medium, chopped the greens, and busied herself in a good mood.

It was as if this piece of message, which would never receive a reply, had not affected her mood.

The servant said from the side, "Ms.Allyson, let me help you."

"No, thanks.I want this to be from my own hands tonight."

"Madame, you and Sir are truly made in Heaven,’’ said the maid with admiration and a hint of envy.

Sharon pursed her lips and smiled, but did not reply.

Was she deeply in love with Jameson? Rather than being in love, it was better to say that it was an act.

At seven o'clock in the evening, Jameson arrived home, and the servant left tactfully.

As soon as Sharon finished setting the bowls and chopsticks, the warm breathing of the man enveloped her.

Her chin was pulled over, and the man brutally sealed her lips.

She was stunned for a moment and reached out to push him away.

Jameson wrapped his arms around her waist, his long fingers pinched her chin, his black eyes narrowed, and he said coldly, "Isn't that why you called me back?"

Sharon explained softly, "That's not it.Today is our Anniversary; I actually do have a present for you."

Jameson let go of her and tidied up his slightly wrinkled shirt.

"There's no need for gifts.After all, all the surprises you've given me have only shocked me, not delighted me.’’

Sharon pulled the corners of her lips and did not refute.She turned around and entered the kitchen.

Very quickly, the last dish was served.

Sharon sat opposite Jameson and poured red wine into his glass and then to hers.

She picked up her glass and said, "To our third wedding anniversary.Cheers."

Under the light, the man had handsome facial features, a sharp jaw, a straight nose bridge, and slightly pursed thin lips, which indicated that he was not satisfied with the wedding anniversary dinner that only the two attended.

Sharon smiled and did not expect his response.

She picked up the glass of red wine and drank it all up.

drinking, she poured a second

One cup after another.

end, Sharon was

looked at the man, who

She drawled.

not going

crazy

it be boring? There are not many wedding anniversaries

this, there won't be any next.’’ Jameson seemed to have heard a joke

eyes made moist by the warmth of the light, Sharon kept on rocking what

"Perhaps ...No."

with her here, so he stood up and went

his tie and took off his

his shirt, a pair of soft hands surrounded his back, and the overwhelming smell of alcohol

said, "Don't worry, my

and put his hands into his pockets,

a pair of

Jameson's Adam's apple rolled.

it, the person in front of him was undoubtedly beautiful,

wouldn't have been tricked

lips, bright red, as if blood were

shirt, he raised her chin almost

against hers

in pain and

she got to bed, her eyes were unfocused, and she hooked around

man held her with both hands, and his eyes curved as if he was mocking

you say that you didn't

that women mean the opposite of what

the initiative

lips, and a smell of blood

was like

the winner gets to rock the bed

as he was reaching for something on the nightstand, Sharon said without warning,

hooking on her body paused,

though Sharon knew that he had heard

Jameson's desire instantly vanished.

slowly stood up and said

money, she would play all sorts of

penny." Sharon took out a divorce agreement from under her