Ex-Husband Wants Badly To Resume Their Marriage

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?"

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

finished her sentence when Jameson closed the tap and pulled her to the

"Sit down."

around and took out a first-aid kit under the

out lodine and cotton swabs

in pain, "Be

the job, he said, "I'll take

just a small

get your eyes

‘'Go kill yourself, a**hole.

comes out

in

had wrapped a band-aid around the cut finger, Sharon wanted

stopped her, "I'll take care of it.Don't move

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

for the pots

gaze as if saying "are you

off the stove.I feel

no more and did as she

remind him not

sound of things breaking had already come to her

he do it? Every

Sharon shifted her attention to

more important than ordering

ordered according to what her stomach wanted and then remembered that Jameson didn't like spicy food, so she

a shower when she was waiting for

her when she arrived at the

"..."

you

him

lips and returned to the

dialed

voice came from the other side, "Mr.Proctor, Harley Cook was probably seen by

"It's been dealt with."

from now on? Perhaps we should find them a new

move yet.Let me

"Of course."

Cook meet her boyfriend

tonight, and she