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, “What’s

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

said very ruthlessly, “Didn’t you get sleepy for a long time? What else do you want to do besides sleeping

didn’t respond to his rude

was always ina good

“I still have some foam on my hair.So

“With what?”

seen it before.It’s supposed to

pursed the corners of his

be in

can’t remember.I have to see whether it’s there or

what she

you please lend

“No.”

Sharon didn’t say anything.

never resume matrimonial relation with me! To hell with you, bast*rd! Jameson came out of the room and

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

took out the stove from a pile of debris.He glanced at

you doing here?” He said

“Well, I…”

“Wait outside.’

candles on the shelf, Sharon lit

she left, she kindly left one

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

lights, the moon in the sky looked even bleaker

Sharon heard some noise coming from the kitchen, but she did not see Jameson

it back

the case

seconds of silence, a

“Alright.”

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

Jameson squatted on

you anything

“I’m

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

all, he had already used many animals to describe her

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

“So it’s my fault?”

ignored her and took out his

don’t do it.I didn’t really mean

her quietly, and then he asked, “Then what do

my room …Mr.Proctor, could you

she would have

stood up and said, “Wait

a response to his

small basket on the desk.Please just take some of

On the second floor.

desk was right beside the window, and

quiet and

found the basket full of snacks at

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