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

lighter? May I borrow

for a long time? What else do you want to do besides sleeping when the

didn’t respond to

pleading manner, Sharon was

on my hair.So I have

“With what?”

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

of his

be in the kitchen,’

remember.I have to see whether it’s

paused without forgetting what she was here

way, could you please lend

“No.”

Sharon didn’t say anything.

came out of the room and took a candle from her hand, walking

lit on the shelf, and the tiny

from a

you doing here?” He said

“Well, I…”

“Wait outside.’

the candles on the shelf,

left, she kindly left

had on the stone table, rubbing her hands and

lights, the moon in the sky looked even

some noise coming from the kitchen, but

it back but she

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

silence, a voice came from the

“Alright.”

ten minutes before she saw Jameson coming out

on the stove, Jameson squatted on

out if you

said, “I’m hungry.’ Jameson remained

saying “You’ve got

used many animals to

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

“So it’s my fault?”

ignored her and took out

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

put down his phone and looked at her quietly, and then he asked, “Then what

room …Mr.Proctor, could you please help

the power outage, she would have done it by herself

stood up and

as a response to

in a small basket on the desk.Please

On the second floor.

was right beside the window, and

quiet

basket full of snacks at

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