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,

a lighter? May I borrow it to light

you get sleepy for a long time? What else do you

to

pleading manner, Sharon was

said, “I still have some foam on my hair.So I have to boil water to

“With what?”

coal stove.I’ve seen

his lips

be in

see whether it’s

without forgetting what

could you please lend

“No.”

Sharon didn’t say anything.

resume matrimonial relation with me! To hell with you, bast*rd! Jameson came out

lit on the shelf, and the tiny flame was swaying

from a pile of

you doing

“Well, I…”

“Wait outside.’

the shelf,

kindly left one for

on the stone table, rubbing her hands and

the moon in

noise coming from the kitchen, but she did

tried to hold it

it the case that you

seconds of silence, a voice came from the

“Alright.”

minutes before she saw Jameson coming out with a

placing kettle on the stove, Jameson squatted on one knee and

if you anything else

said, “I’m

thought he might mock her by saying “You’ve got a dog’s belly that cannot

already used many animals

to get hungry.Besides, I

“So it’s my fault?”

ignored her and took out his

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

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

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

the power outage, she would have done it by herself

up and said,

smiled as a

a small basket on the desk.Please just take some of

On the second floor.

desk was right beside the window, and the

was quiet

the basket full of snacks

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