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 and asked, “What’s

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

long time? What else do you

didn’t respond to

Sharon was always ina

still have some foam on my hair.So I have

“With what?”

a coal stove.I’ve seen it before.It’s

of his lips

should be in the kitchen,’

remember.I have to see whether it’s there

without forgetting what she was here

way, could you please lend me the

“No.”

Sharon didn’t say anything.

with you, bast*rd! Jameson came out of

already been lit on the shelf, and the tiny flame was swaying

from a pile

doing

“Well, I…”

“Wait outside.’

the candles on the shelf, Sharon lit up the candles

she left, she kindly left one

put the candles she had on the stone table, rubbing her hands and looking

moon in the sky looked

from the kitchen, but she did

it back but

the case that you don’t

a voice came

“Alright.”

for another ten minutes before she saw Jameson coming

kettle on the stove, Jameson squatted on

if you anything

and said, “I’m hungry.’

he might mock her by saying “You’ve got a dog’s

already used many

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

“So it’s my fault?”

and took

don’t do it.I

her quietly, and then

my room …Mr.Proctor, could you please help me to take them down?” Sharon said

hadn’t been the power outage, she would

and

a response to his

basket on the

On the second floor.

the window, and the moonlight

was quiet

the basket full of

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