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, "..."

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

you, I'm a

"We can sleep together."

Allyson locked

crossed and his tongue against his

an hour, there was another knock

voice

Sharon Allyson rubbed her stomach, put down the draft in her hand, and opened

was porridge and

had

Allyson sat down

her and said slowly,

the porridge and said,

the table, and placed it on

him say, "Good,

didn't have a fever in the

Proctor slowly withdrew

eating, Sharon Allyson looked at the time.It

water for the medicine she was going to take later and went back to her bedroom to work on

of things had piled up, and the studio had opened online

Allyson had a rare moment of peace, so she put her whole heart and soul into the design,

saw her sitting at

up when the glass of

Proctor said,

"Oh."

medicine he handed her and touched the glass again; the water was just the

the medicine, Jameson Proctor took the glass of water again

and raised her eyebrows, a little surprised, probably because she didn't expect him not to

taken shape in front of her, Sharon Allyson

his medication.She thought he really didn't want the arm

sat down and continued to draw the

like sleeping

it was already 12:00 at midnight.She came out of the bedroom and saw Jameson Proctor sitting in front of the couch, working on

medical

down, Jameson

medicine, Sharon Allyson's eyes lingered on his wound

bedroom, where the light was somewhat dim, and now the wound looked more alarming in the