Ex-Husband Wants Badly To Resume Their Marriage

Chapter 511: Exploitation  

When Sharon Allyson went back, Jameson Proctor was not at home.

She fished out her phone and saw that Jameson Proctor had sent her a message an hour ago, saying that there was something work and he probably wouldn't be back tonight.

Sharon Allyson replied with a few words, saying she was home, and then put her things down on the couch.

Not long after, Jameson Proctor's phone call came through, whispering, "Had dinner yet?"

"I ate at Tiffany's."

Jameson Proctor added, "Go to bed early.Don't wait for me."

Sharon Allyson paused, "Is...something wrong?"

"There's been a little problem with the project in London, nothing major"

Sharon Allyson said, "Go back to work then."

After hanging up the phone, Sharon Allyson lay on the couch for a while before getting up and going to the bathroom.

It took an hour for Sharon Allyson to come out of the bathroom.She lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

As soon as she closed her eyes, it was as if she could always hear the cries of small children.

Perhaps God felt that she had been given two children, yet couldn't protect them, so he reclaimed her right to be a mother.

In fact, before her first pregnancy, Sharon Allyson didn't like children that much either.

It was just that when the little life began to grow in the belly, gradually had its own consciousness and ideas, and she even could feel him turning over inside her, as well as moving his little arms and legs—that wonderful feeling of blood connection amplified all her senses.

And also, there was the overwhelming anticipation of the little one's arrival.

Sharon Allyson drifted off to sleep until the latter part of the night.She hadn't fallen asleep for long when she heard a subtle movement from the bedroom.

Sharon Allyson opened her eyes in a daze and saw Jameson Proctor walking to the checkroom.

In a trance, she thought she was dreaming.

Jameson Proctor had just taken out his suitcase when a weary female voice came from behind him, "Where are you going?"

He turned his head, and there was Sharon Allyson in her nightgown, her face drowsy with sleep.

and said slowly, "It's

"London?"

"Yeah."

Allyson added, "So how many days are you

a week if

of his arms, "Then I'll help you

step, and Jameson Proctor grabbed her

you used to call me up at night to help you

his arms around her waist from behind, resting his chin on

"Different how?"

was just an excuse for wanting to see you back

but tsk, rummaging through her closet for clothes, "I didn't hear it as an excuse.It was a capitalist's relentless oppression and

his eyebrows, "How else could I make

He kept holding her.

couldn't even pack.So

"No."

going to be there for at least a week.Won't you miss

Allyson said, "You haven't even left yet.What

gone, and if you run into any trouble or something you

"Got it"

talking but still held her and didn't let

"Is there anything

Mansion

"Ah...pretty quick."

down, and

hiss and

you always call me

Sharon Allyson, "..."

He knew everything.

"When I get back, we'll

only after a moment did she

tell

"No."

I'm not a curious person, or you

Sharon Allyson, "..."

I'm going to keep packing.You go out and get some

is at

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