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

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

long time? What else do you want to do

to

Sharon was always ina

hair.So I have to boil water to wash my

“With what?”

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

corners of his lips and asked,

should be in the kitchen,’ Sharon

remember.I have to see

forgetting what she was

the way, could you please lend

“No.”

Sharon didn’t say anything.

with you, bast*rd! Jameson came out of the room and took a candle

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 of debris.He glanced

doing here?” He

“Well, I…”

“Wait outside.’

the help of the candles on the shelf, Sharon lit

left, she kindly left

the stone table, rubbing her hands and looking up

the moon in the sky looked even bleaker and

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

it

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

few seconds of silence, a voice came from

“Alright.”

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

Jameson squatted on one knee and

out if you

and said, “I’m hungry.’

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

all, he had already used many

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

“So it’s my fault?”

her and took out his

don’t do it.I

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

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

she would have

stood up and said, “Wait

as a

in a small basket on the desk.Please just

On the second floor.

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

was quiet and

full

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