Ex-Husband Wants Badly To Resume Their Marriage

Chapter 270: I've Received Your Honorarium  

Sharon simply closed her eyes and ignored him.

That jerk gave her a message, and she knew what he was up to.

Perhaps because of the alcohol, on the way back, Sharon did not fall asleep much, just dazing and feeling headache faintly.

She didn't know how long it took before the car finally stopped.

Sharon slowly opened her eyes.

Just as she was about to open the car door and leave, the man said indifferently, "Why don't you invite me up?"

"Mr.Proctor, do you need my invitation?"

Jameson raised his eyebrows and did not comment.

In the lift, Sharon frowned as she gently rubbed her temples.

Jameson glanced at her and said, "If you don't know how to drink, why would you get drunk?"

Sharon took a deep breath.

Who was it for? After opening the door, the living room was very quiet.

Tiffany should have fallen asleep.

Sharon walked into the kitchen and poured herself a glass of water.

Just as she was about to drink, someone snatched the glass from her hand.

Jameson said, "You can't drink cold water in this weather."

After saying that, Jameson entered the kitchen with the glass of water in his hand.

Not long after, he came out with the boiled hot water and placed it in front of her.

Then he asked suddenly, "How to make the hangover soup?"

Sharon was lying on the table, probably not expecting him to say that.

She was stunned for a moment before she said, "What?"

Jameson said, "Aren't you uncomfortable?"

Sharon laughed dryly, "I'm just a little dizzy.I just need to sleep.There's no need to bother you."

Jameson looked at her expressionlessly and repeated, "How to make it?"

"Just ...

don't want to speak.’ After saying that, she lay directly

up with a

stood there for two seconds, gritting his teeth, and then he turned around and returned to the

Sharon heard the sounds of

in Bridge Street, she was really afraid

the tall

felt warm

up on one hand, supported her chin, and

on the back of the

his white shirt were rolled up as he held his phone while looking for

feel that he was out of place

couldn't help but think

had its

Jameson returned home drunk, not only did she have to adapt to his disposition, she had

the situation had changed,

she couldn't be

slowly withdrew her gaze, picked up the warm water in front of her,

water, a steaming bowl of hangover soup

was a

"Try it."

bowl and the unknown

partially awake

"I'd better not.I suddenly feel that I'm not

can't drink it,

drink it, that jerk was ready to directly pour it into

small bowl gloomily and slowly put it to her

She took a sip.

bitter smell instantly

help but

poison would

lips and took the bowl from her

back with one hand and

not to force yourself to do something that you're not good at next time.Otherwise, you'll have to visit me in the hospital

me to do it for

sorry.My mistake.There's no next

such good spirits.It seems that you are indeed

"Mr.Proctor, are

back paused for a moment, then he withdrew

said unhappily, "Are you so eager to drive me

morning.Even if Mr.Proctor doesn't sleep, others still need to

pursed his thin lips and said after a few

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