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 asked, “What’s

have a lighter? May I borrow it to light

What else do you want to do besides sleeping when the

respond to his

manner, Sharon was always ina

some foam on my hair.So I have

“With what?”

a coal stove.I’ve seen it before.It’s

pursed the corners of his

should be in the kitchen,’ Sharon

have to see whether it’s there or

paused without forgetting what

the way, could you please lend

“No.”

Sharon didn’t say anything.

resume matrimonial relation with me! To hell with you, bast*rd! Jameson came out of the room and took a candle from her hand, walking straight to

kitchen, the candle had already been lit

took out the stove from a pile of

you doing

“Well, I…”

“Wait outside.’

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

she left, she kindly left

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

moon in

long, Sharon heard some noise coming from the kitchen, but

tried to hold it

the case that you don’t

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

“Alright.”

she saw Jameson coming out with a coal stove

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

out if you anything else to

and said, “I’m hungry.’

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

already used

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

“So it’s my fault?”

ignored her and took out

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

at her quietly, and then he asked,

in my room …Mr.Proctor, could you please

it hadn’t been the power outage, she would have

up and said,

as a response to

a small basket on the

On the second floor.

right beside the window, and the

was quiet

full of

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