Ex-Husband Wants Badly To Resume Their Marriage

Jameson Proctor leaned in the doorway and saw Sharon Allyson coming out with her luggage, and the smile on his lips gradually deepened.

When he met Sharon Allyson's eyes, he raised his eyebrows slightly and took a step back to give her the way in.

Sharon Allyson took two steps but stopped at the door of his other apartment.She tried the password, wrong.

Sharon Allyson turned her head to Jameson Proctor, "What's the password?"

Jameson Proctor turns toward the house, "Forgot."

Sharon Allyson, "..."

She swung her fist at his back.

At that moment, the door next door opened and Tiffany poked her head out to see her with her luggage and asked, "Sharon, do you want to come stay with me for some days?"

Sharon Allyson shook her head, "I don't want to give you the cold."

Daniel also came out, "Or how about this? Tiffany goes to my place to stay, Miss Allyson you stay at her place.You can also watch the child at any time."

Tiffany followed, "Yes, Sharon, I think ..."

Tiffany saw the man's expressionless face from across, and she instantly swallowed back the rest of the words.

Sharon Allyson pressed her eyebrows, "Forget it.It's raining so hard outside.It's not convenient for you to go out."

Tiffany immediately agreed, "I think you have a point, then we will not go.Good night, Sharon"

Daniel wanted to say something else, but was immediately dragged inside by Tiffany and quickly closed the door.

Sharon Allyson turned to see Jameson passing through the living room as if nothing had happened, cup in hand.

She snorted, lifted her leg and walked in.

Closing the door, Sharon Allyson put her things down and then went to the bedroom closet and grabbed a quilt and put it on the couch.

Jameson Proctor walked over and spoke slowly, "I wouldn't mind sharing the bed with you."

Sharon Allyson ignored him, put down the quilt, grabbed her bags and went straight into the bedroom.

Jameson Proctor followed her, "Sharon ..."

Bang! The door was slammed shut.

Jameson Proctor, "..."

couch was for him? He raised his hand and knocked on the door, "You let a patient sleep on the

to you, I'm

"We can sleep together."

locked the

Proctor stood outside the door with one arm crossed and his tongue against his teeth for two minutes before walking toward

was another knock on the

Proctor's voice came, "Dinner's

stomach, put down the draft in her hand, and opened

there was porridge and some small side

had someone send

Allyson sat

and

the porridge and

raised his hand, crossed the table,

Allyson froze, and then heard him say, "Good, the

a fever

withdrew

at the time.It was 9:00

going to take later and went back

had piled up, and the studio had opened online

whole heart and soul into the design, completely forgetting that she had to take her medication, and she

and saw her sitting at her desk,

Allyson only subconsciously looked up when the glass

Proctor said, "Take

"Oh."

her and touched the glass again; the

took the glass of

eyebrows, a little surprised, probably because she didn't expect him not to look

draft that had taken shape in front of her, Sharon Allyson got up and stretched, took a few steps, and gently opened

taking his medication.She thought he really

door, she sat down and

didn't feel like sleeping after

time Sharon Allyson looked up again, it was already 12:00 at midnight.She came out of the bedroom and saw Jameson Proctor sitting in front of the couch, working

medical

Jameson Proctor put down the

lingered on his wound for

first two changes were in the bedroom, where the light was somewhat dim, and now the wound looked more alarming in the light of