Sharon replied with annoyance, "Can you stop asking such weird and vague questions?"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean.....you make me feel like it was me who gave birth to that child."

It was the first time Sharon spoke so straightforwardly in front of him.

She had tried many times before but the answers she had received had all rejected her assumptions.

But Jameson, for some reasons, loved to ask her questions like this one.

He stared at her for a few seconds and then laughed quietly, "What are you thinking? I just thought he could be my godson if you like him so much.You know, in case you want to see him in the future."

"....No, I'm good."

"Don't answer me so quickly.Think about it first."

His phone rang when he'd finished his sentence, so he left the kitchen to pick up the call.

Sharon turned on the stove and stared at the blue red flame, falling into deep thought.

After a while, she felt pain in her eyes.

They were so Strained.

She gently rubbed her eyes before going to work on the vegetables.

Jameson must've had reasons for mentioning this child repeatedly in front of her.

Two reasons.

Either it was really as what she thought—lf so, then he had been lying to her since long time ago or, it was because he really loved that kid and wanted him to make up for the child she had lost.

Lost in thought completely, she cut her finger by accident.

It was too late when she felt the pain, for the knife had cut through her skin and blood was running out.

She hurried to the tap and then rinsed the finger with cold water.

Jameson had finished his call and come in.

Seeing the blood on the cutting board, he rushed to Sharon, "You hurt yourself?"

help me get a band-aid.It's not

closed

"Sit down."

out a first-aid kit

it, he pulled out lodine and cotton swabs to disinfect

screamed in pain, "Be gentle,

the job, he said, "I'll take you to

just a small

your eyes

‘'Go kill yourself, a**hole.

comes

in her

the cut finger,

take care of

"You'd better not....."

for the

gaze as if saying "are you

stove.I feel like ordering

no more and

to remind him not to try cleaning up, but it was

breaking had already come

it? Every single time!’'

Sharon shifted her attention

was nothing more important than ordering

stomach wanted and then remembered that Jameson didn't like spicy food, so

wanted to take a shower when

of her when

"..."

calmly said, "You're injured.Do you

him

lips and returned to the

the couch, he dialed a number on his

"Mr.Proctor, Harley Cook was probably seen by

"It's been dealt with."

from now on? Perhaps we should find

make any move yet.Let

"Of course."

meet her

and

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