Chapter 97: Maybe It’s My Fault

After Mary left, Charlotte whispered to Sharon, “Did you fight again?”

Was it so obvious? Sharon tried to say something but she was too embarrassed to tell Charlotte the reason.

She could only lie calmly, “There’s nothing serious.Perhaps he was in a bad mood.”

Seemingly clear about the whole thing, Charlotte sighed, “He has always been into putting on a long face to others since his childhood.”

Sharon thought to herself.It was just as what she had expected.

Charlotte said, “Alright, just leave him alone.Let’s have dinner.It was not long before Jameson came out after changing his clothes.He was still having a frosty look, as if someone here owed him money.

Everything had been okay before she knew Jameson was Charlotte’s son.

Now that she know that, she couldn’t help but feel a little embarrassed to sit at the dining table with them.

She naturally regarded herself as an outsider, let alone interfering with their affairs.

However, during dinner, Sharon observed them carefully.

Perhaps because of their respective personality, Charlotte and Jameson dealt with each other in a plain and natural way.

They neither gave too much attention nor showed estrangement and indifference, which was quite different from their last meeting.

This was good.

For Sharon, she only had vague memories of her mother.

She forgot her mother’s appearance, and even details about daily life with her mother.

Even if one day, Josh told her that she was abandoned by someone else, and was picked up by him, she would believe it.

When it came to Josh, her thoughts were wandering.

After that night, she consciously tried to blot out Josh, deceiving herself that he was dead.

He must be spending his time at leisure somewhere with a large amount of money.

If possible, she wished he would never appear again in her life.

After dinner, Charlotte went to the kitchen to wash the dishes.

Sharon was about to go upstairs to have a rest when Jameson grabbed her wrist and said, “Where are you going?”

to bed.Or where else

Can you still

looked at

there anything I can do for

the chair and said indifferently, “Go out

along this street with you for countless times these days.Please take your time

with me

was speechless

complained to herself, ‘This jerk was really

nothing!’ She angrily

and then followed behind

and the streets were bustling

elder women passing by even greeted

her, they showed surprise

quite embarrassed and even wanted to find somewhere

Things were worse now.

he was married, and now everyone knew she

kinds of rumors about

always took these things seriously, seemed not

a distance of half a

walked along the street to the

walk on by yourself.I really want

he said nothing and only agreed in a low

help but ask, “Mr.Proctor,

“Yes.”

it take you to complete the rest of your work

to her with a

have something to say,

a woman living in the same house anyway, even if they are a normal couple, let alone a divorced couple like us who should keep a distance in all

remember to keep a distance from

slightly and was somewhat shy

…use another word? To be exact, it was mutual at that time.Don’t make it

you were daydreaming about that” Jameson said

is just my suggestion, Mr.Proctor.I believe you should have noticed it as

mean to each

“We’re divorced now…”

“We’re divorced

really couldn’t continue

like a normal

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