Chapter 94: Why Can’t You Stop Making Trouble for Me

On the way back, Sharon did not say anything in accordance with the occasion.

Perhaps only Jameson, a bast*d, could righteously utter such irrational remarks.

After arriving home, Sharon whispered, “Mr.Proctor, I’ll go upstairs and take a rest now.’

“OK.”

It seemed that Jameson didn’t want to say a word besides that indifferent response.

This attitude was the true color of the br*t.

After returning to her room, Sharon locked the door tightly and went to the bathroom with her clothes in her hands.

She did not take a rest at noon.

Moreover, she had been to so many places with Jameson.

Now, she really wished she could finish her shower and go to bed as soon as possible.

Unexpectedly, in the middle of her shower, the light above her head suddenly went out.

A few seconds later, the water became ice-cold.

Sharon immediately turned off the shower and groped for her towel in the darkness.

She wrapped her hair and slowly put on her clothes before she could open the window and look out.

Naturally, the whole street was blacked out.

Bridge Street had a long history, and its circuits were also old.

There have been power failures from time to time.

However, this kind of accident happened mostly in the daytime, so it didn’t bring about much impact on people’s life.

Moreover, the problem could be fixed very quickly.

It was the first time that power outage had happened at night since Sharon moved here.

She walked out of the bathroom and groped for her phone on the table.

She turned on the flashlight, and slowly went downstairs.

Sharon remembered Charlotte once told her that the candles were kept in the locker in the hall.

However, after finding out the candles, Sharon realized something even more embarrassing.

She didn’t have a lighter.

She had searched everywhere she could, but she still couldn’t find any lighter.

Sharon turned around and looked at the pitch-black door.

She sighed helplessly and asked, “Mr.Proctor, are you asleep?”

A few seconds later, the door was opened.

coldly

a lighter? May

a long time? What else do

respond to his rude

Sharon was always

said, “I still have some foam on my hair.So I have to boil water to wash my

“With what?”

seen it

of his

should be in the kitchen,’

see whether it’s there or

forgetting what

way, could you please lend me

“No.”

Sharon didn’t say anything.

hell with you, bast*rd! Jameson came out of the

Sharon followed him to the kitchen, the candle had already been lit

the stove from a pile of debris.He glanced at

you doing here?”

“Well, I…”

“Wait outside.’

the candles on the shelf, Sharon lit up the candles in her

left, she kindly left one

on the stone table, rubbing her

lights, the moon in the sky looked even bleaker and

noise coming from the kitchen, but she did not see Jameson come

tried to hold it back

“Mr.Proctor, Is it the case that you don’t

a few seconds of silence, a voice came from the kitchen,

“Alright.”

ten minutes before she saw Jameson coming out with a coal stove mismatched

the stove, Jameson squatted on

it out if you

“I’m

might mock her by saying “You’ve got a dog’s belly that cannot get enough with

already used many animals to describe

pregnant woman is easy to get

“So it’s my fault?”

and took out

Sharon said immediately, “Mr.Proctor, please don’t do it.I didn’t really mean it.Please

at her quietly, and then

could you please

hadn’t been the power outage, she would have done

and

smiled as a

“Thank you, Mr.Proctor.It’s all in a small basket on the desk.Please just take

On the second floor.

right beside the window, and the moonlight was faintly shining on

quiet

full of snacks

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