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.

at her coldly and asked,

off.Do you have a lighter? May

you get sleepy for a long time? What else do you want to do besides sleeping

to

Sharon was always

foam on my hair.So

“With what?”

coal stove.I’ve seen

of his lips and

should be in

see whether it’s there

without forgetting what

way, could you please lend me the

“No.”

Sharon didn’t say anything.

relation with me! To hell with you, bast*rd! Jameson came out of the room and took a candle from her hand, walking straight

had already been lit on the shelf, and the

a pile of debris.He glanced

you doing here?”

“Well, I…”

“Wait outside.’

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

left, she kindly left

Sharon put the candles she had on the stone table, rubbing

city lights, the moon in the sky looked

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

it back but

finally asked, “Mr.Proctor, Is it the case

of silence, a voice came from

“Alright.”

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

stove, Jameson squatted on one knee and turned

it out if you anything else to

and said, “I’m hungry.’ Jameson

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

had already used many animals to

muttered softly, “A pregnant woman is easy to get hungry.Besides, I didn’t take the initiative to

“So it’s my fault?”

ignored her and took out

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

down his phone and looked at her quietly, and then he asked, “Then

could you

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

stood up and

a response to his

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

On the second floor.

desk was right beside the window, and the moonlight

quiet and

basket full of

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