Ex-Husband Wants Badly To Resume Their Marriage

Chapter 94: Why Can't You Stop Making Trouble for Me 

On the way back, Sharon did not say anything in accordance with the occasion.

Perhaps only Jameson, a bast*d, could righteously utter such irrational remarks.

After arriving home, Sharon whispered, "Mr.Proctor, I'll go upstairs and take a rest now.’ 

"OK."

It seemed that Jameson didn't want to say a word besides that indifferent response.

This attitude was the true color of the br*t.

After returning to her room, Sharon locked the door tightly and went to the bathroom with her clothes in her hands.

She did not take a rest at noon.

Moreover, she had been to so many places with Jameson.

Now, she really wished she could finish her shower and go to bed as soon as possible.

Unexpectedly, in the middle of her shower, the light above her head suddenly went out.

A few seconds later, the water became ice-cold.

Sharon immediately turned off the shower and groped for her towel in the darkness.

She wrapped her hair and slowly put on her clothes before she could open the window and look out.

Naturally, the whole street was blacked out.

Bridge Street had a long history, and its circuits were also old.

There have been power failures from time to time.

However, this kind of accident happened mostly in the daytime, so it didn't bring about much impact on people's life.

Moreover, the problem could be fixed very quickly.

It was the first time that power outage had happened at night since Sharon moved here.

She walked out of the bathroom and groped for her phone on the table.

She turned on the flashlight, and slowly went downstairs.

Sharon remembered Charlotte once told her that the candles were kept in the locker in the hall.

However, after finding out the candles, Sharon realized something even more embarrassing.

She didn't have a lighter.

She had searched everywhere she could, but she still couldn't find any lighter.

Sharon turned around and looked at the pitch-black door.

She sighed helplessly and asked, "Mr.Proctor, are you asleep?"

A few seconds later, the door was opened.

her coldly and asked,

a lighter? May I borrow

a long time? What else do you want to

didn't respond to his

pleading manner, Sharon was

have some foam on my hair.So I have to boil water

"With what?"

stove.I've seen it

of his lips and

in the kitchen,’ Sharon

can't remember.I have to see whether it's there

without forgetting what she was here

way, could you please lend me the

"No."

Sharon didn't say anything.

resume matrimonial relation with me! To hell with you, bast*rd! Jameson came out of the room and took a candle from her

already been lit on the shelf, and

stove from a pile of debris.He glanced

doing here?"

"Well, I..."

"Wait outside.’ 

help of the candles on the shelf, Sharon lit up the

she kindly

the courtyard, Sharon put the candles she had on the stone table, rubbing her hands and looking

the moon in

noise coming from the kitchen, but she

to hold it back but she

it the case that you don't know how to

a

"Alright."

another ten minutes before she saw Jameson coming out with a coal stove mismatched with him in

placing kettle on the stove, Jameson squatted

you anything else

"I'm hungry.’ Jameson remained

saying "You've got a dog's belly that cannot

already used many

get hungry.Besides, I didn't take

"So it's my fault?"

and took out his

Sharon said immediately, "Mr.Proctor, please don't do it.I didn't really

put down his phone and looked at her quietly,

you please help

outage, she would have done it

and said,

smiled as a response

"Thank you, Mr.Proctor.It's all in a small basket on the

On the second floor.

window, and the moonlight was faintly shining

was quiet

the basket full

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