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

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

"Sit down."

out a first-aid kit under the tea

and

in pain,

"I'll

just a small

get your eyes

‘'Go kill yourself, a**hole.

ever comes out

in her

wrapped a band-aid around the cut finger,

stopped her, "I'll take care

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

for the

her a cold gaze as if saying "are you questioning

the stove.I feel like

tried no more and did as she

and wanted to remind him not to try

had already come to her

he do it? Every single time!’'

her attention to her

more important than ordering dinner

remembered that Jameson didn't like spicy

a shower when she

in front of her when she arrived at

"..."

calmly said, "You're injured.Do you need me to

shut him

licked his lips and returned to

couch, he dialed a number on

other side, "Mr.Proctor, Harley Cook was

"It's been dealt with."

here from now on? Perhaps we should find

make any move yet.Let me think

"Of course."

Harley Cook meet her

tonight, and she