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.

her coldly and asked,

off.Do you have a lighter? May I borrow it to light some

very ruthlessly, “Didn’t you get sleepy for a long time? What else do you want to do

didn’t respond to his

pleading manner, Sharon was

foam on my hair.So

“With what?”

has a coal stove.I’ve seen

corners of his lips and asked,

in

to see whether it’s there

paused without forgetting what she was here

way, could you please

“No.”

Sharon didn’t say anything.

you, bast*rd! Jameson came out of the room and took a candle from her hand, walking straight to the

been lit

from a pile of debris.He glanced at

you doing

“Well, I…”

“Wait outside.’

the candles on the shelf, Sharon lit up

kindly left one for

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

in the sky looked even

long, Sharon heard some noise coming from the kitchen, but she did not see

it back but she

asked, “Mr.Proctor, Is it the case

few seconds of silence, a voice

“Alright.”

before she saw Jameson coming out with a

Jameson squatted on one knee

you anything else

said, “I’m hungry.’ Jameson

got a dog’s belly that

had already used many animals to

softly, “A pregnant woman is easy to get hungry.Besides,

“So it’s my fault?”

ignored her and took

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

at her quietly, and then

you please

outage, she would have done it

and said,

as a response to

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

On the second floor.

was right beside the window, and the

quiet and

full of snacks

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