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 ...

to speak.’ After saying that, she

up with

teeth, and then he turned around and returned to

long after, Sharon heard the sounds of banging and crackling in

in Bridge Street, she was really

raised her head and saw the tall

felt warm in

herself up on one hand, supported her chin, and

suit jacket was placed on the back of

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

he was out of place in doing

but think when she looked at

had its

returned home drunk, not only did she have to adapt to his disposition, she had to make the hangover soup, only to

situation had changed, she

for some reason, she

picked up the warm water in front of her, and took a

water, a steaming bowl of

man was

"Try it."

at the black liquid in the bowl and the unknown object floating in

felt partially awake from the

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

it.If you can't drink it, just pour it

if she didn't drink it, that jerk was ready to directly pour

the small bowl gloomily and slowly put it to her

She took a sip.

bitter smell instantly spread in

help

poison would taste

pursed his thin lips and took

her back with one hand

a long time before he said weakly, "Mr.Proctor, it's better not to force yourself to do something that you're not good at next time.Otherwise, you'll have to visit me in the

to do it for you

sorry.My mistake.There's no next

seems that you are indeed

"Mr.Proctor, are you

her back paused for a moment, then he

frowned and said unhappily, "Are you so eager to drive

morning.Even if Mr.Proctor doesn't

his thin lips and said after a few seconds, "You can

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