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,

lighter? May I borrow it to

else

to his rude

Sharon was always ina

on my hair.So I have to

“With what?”

coal stove.I’ve seen it before.It’s supposed to

the corners of his lips

be in

have to see

without forgetting what she was

you please lend me

“No.”

Sharon didn’t say anything.

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

lit on the shelf,

from a pile of debris.He glanced at

are you doing

“Well, I…”

“Wait outside.’

the shelf, Sharon lit up the candles

she kindly left

had on the stone table, rubbing her

lights, the moon in the sky looked

from the kitchen, but she did not see

to hold it back but she

Is it the case that you don’t know how to use

few seconds of silence, a voice came from

“Alright.”

saw Jameson coming out with a coal stove

Jameson squatted on one

out if you anything else to

blinked and said, “I’m hungry.’ Jameson

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

all, he had already used

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

“So it’s my fault?”

her and took

do

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

room …Mr.Proctor, could you please

the power outage, she would have

stood up and said,

smiled as a response to

in a small basket on the desk.Please just take some of them at

On the second floor.

right beside the window, and the moonlight was faintly shining on the

was quiet and

full of snacks

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