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

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

said very ruthlessly, “Didn’t you get sleepy for a long time? What else do you want to do besides sleeping when the power

to his

Sharon was always ina

have some foam on my hair.So I have to boil

“With what?”

seen it before.It’s

his lips and

be in the

have to see

paused without forgetting what she was

way, could you please lend me

“No.”

Sharon didn’t say anything.

would never resume matrimonial relation with me! To hell with you, bast*rd! Jameson came out of the room and took a candle

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

took out the stove from a pile

you doing

“Well, I…”

“Wait outside.’

the help of the candles on the shelf, Sharon lit up the candles in her

left, she kindly left one

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

in the sky

the kitchen, but she

to hold it

“Mr.Proctor, Is it the case that you don’t know how to use

few seconds of silence, a voice came from

“Alright.”

Jameson coming out with a coal stove mismatched with him in

the stove, Jameson squatted on

out if you

and said, “I’m hungry.’ Jameson remained

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

had already used many

get hungry.Besides, I didn’t

“So it’s my fault?”

her and took

was calling Jacob, Sharon said immediately, “Mr.Proctor, please don’t do

his phone and looked at her quietly, and

in my room …Mr.Proctor, could you please help me

power outage, she would have done

and said,

a response to his

all in a small basket on the desk.Please just take some

On the second floor.

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

quiet and

basket full

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