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, “What’s the

you have a lighter?

“Didn’t you get sleepy for a long time? What else do you want to do besides sleeping when the power is cut

to his

Sharon was always ina good

hair.So I have

“With what?”

has a coal stove.I’ve seen it before.It’s supposed to

corners of his lips and asked, “Where is

should be in the kitchen,’ Sharon

have to see whether it’s there or

what

could you please

“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

kitchen, the candle had already been lit on the shelf, and the tiny

out the stove from a

are you doing

“Well, I…”

“Wait outside.’

help of the candles on the shelf, Sharon lit

she left, she kindly left

candles she had on the stone

the city lights, the moon in the sky looked even

coming from the kitchen, but she did not see

tried to hold it

the case that you don’t

silence, a voice came

“Alright.”

Jameson coming out with a

kettle on the stove, Jameson squatted on one

if you anything

and said, “I’m hungry.’ Jameson

by saying “You’ve got a dog’s belly that

used

is easy to get hungry.Besides, I didn’t take the initiative

“So it’s my fault?”

ignored her and took

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

her quietly, and then he asked,

…Mr.Proctor, could you please help me to take

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

stood up and

a response

all in a small basket

On the second floor.

the window, and

quiet and

the basket full of snacks at

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