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?"

"Just help me get

Jameson closed the tap and pulled her

"Sit down."

out a first-aid kit

out lodine and cotton swabs to disinfect her

in pain, "Be

finishing the job, he said, "I'll

just a small

get your

‘'Go kill yourself, a**hole.

ever comes out of your

cursed in her

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

stopped her, "I'll take

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

for the

her a cold gaze as if

the stove.I feel

tried no more and did

some sound from the kitchen and wanted to remind him not to try cleaning up, but it was

had

does he do it? Every single time!’'

shifted her attention

was nothing more important than

and then remembered that Jameson didn't like

when she was waiting for the

of her when she arrived at

"..."

"You're injured.Do you need me to help

shut him

licked his lips and

the couch, he dialed

Gray's voice came from the other side, "Mr.Proctor, Harley Cook was probably seen by Miss Allyson

"It's been dealt with."

on? Perhaps

move yet.Let me think

"Of course."

Cook meet

only tonight, and she was