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

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

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

to

Sharon was always ina good

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

“With what?”

stove.I’ve seen it before.It’s

corners of his lips and asked, “Where is

in the kitchen,’ Sharon

see whether it’s there

paused without forgetting what she was here

you please lend

“No.”

Sharon didn’t say anything.

with me! To hell with you, bast*rd! Jameson came out of the room and took

Sharon followed him to the kitchen, the candle had already been lit on the shelf, and the tiny flame was

the stove from a pile of

are you doing here?”

“Well, I…”

“Wait outside.’

candles on the shelf, Sharon lit up the candles

kindly left one for

on the

the moon in the sky looked even bleaker

coming from the kitchen, but she did not

hold it back

asked, “Mr.Proctor, Is it the case that you don’t know

few seconds of silence, a voice came from the kitchen, “Shut

“Alright.”

ten minutes before she saw Jameson coming out with a coal stove

kettle on the stove, Jameson squatted

out if you

“I’m hungry.’ Jameson

by saying “You’ve got a dog’s belly that

used many animals to

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

“So it’s my fault?”

her and took out his

don’t do it.I didn’t really mean

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

some snacks in my room …Mr.Proctor, could you please help me to take them down?”

it hadn’t been the power outage, she

stood up and said,

smiled as a response to

in a small basket on the desk.Please just take

On the second floor.

was right beside the window, and

was quiet

basket full of snacks at a

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