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,

…the electricity is off.Do you have a lighter? May I borrow it

else do you want to do besides sleeping when the

respond to his

manner, Sharon was

foam on my hair.So

“With what?”

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

corners of his lips and asked, “Where

be in

have to see whether it’s there

without forgetting what she was here

way, 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

to the kitchen, the candle had already been lit on the shelf, and the tiny flame was swaying

took out the stove from a pile

doing here?” He

“Well, I…”

“Wait outside.’

shelf,

she kindly left one for

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

the moon in the sky looked

heard some noise coming from the

tried to hold it back

it the case

a few seconds of silence, a voice

“Alright.”

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

the stove, Jameson squatted on one knee

if you anything

“I’m hungry.’ Jameson

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

all, he had already used many

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

“So it’s my fault?”

her and took out his

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

looked at her quietly, and then he asked, “Then what do you

snacks in my room …Mr.Proctor, could you please help me to take them

outage, she would have done it by

and said, “Wait

as a

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

On the second floor.

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

quiet and

the basket full

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