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

lighter? May

time? What else do you want to do

didn’t respond to his rude

Sharon was always

my hair.So

“With what?”

a coal stove.I’ve seen

the corners of his lips and asked,

in the

remember.I have to see

paused without forgetting what she was

could you please

“No.”

Sharon didn’t say anything.

Jameson came out of the room and took a candle

Sharon followed him to the kitchen, the candle had already been lit on the shelf,

from a pile

you doing here?” He said

“Well, I…”

“Wait outside.’

shelf, Sharon lit up the

left, she kindly left one for

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

moon in the sky looked

noise coming from the kitchen, but she did not see Jameson come

hold it

it the case that you don’t

seconds of silence, a

“Alright.”

saw Jameson coming out with a coal

squatted on

out if you anything else

and said, “I’m hungry.’ Jameson

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

already used many animals to

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

“So it’s my fault?”

her and took out his

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

at her quietly, and

…Mr.Proctor, could you please help

she would have done it

up and

smiled as a response

in a small basket

On the second floor.

the window, and the moonlight was faintly shining on the

was quiet and

the basket full of snacks at

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