Ex-Husband Wants Badly To Resume Their Marriage
Chapter 114: You Got Nothing to Do?

Chapter 114: You Got Nothing to Do? 

When Sharon returned home, she stopped at the door of Jameson's room for a few minutes, wanting tosee if he had returned.

However, she did not knock on the door and went in her own bedroom.

Just as Sharon was about to wash up, she received a phone call from Tiffany.

Tiffany said, "Sharon, are you home yet?"

"I just arrived."

Tiffany said excitedly, "I just heard something interesting.I must tell you."

Tiffany said that when Yadira was leaning on a sugar daddy in the Twilight Club, she ran across Asher,who denied his relationship with Yadira and even reprimanded her for her shamelessness.

"Thanks to her, now everyone knows what kind of people Asher is.I heard that Asher was there to seekcooperation.With this accident, the deal was definitely off, and he would be fired."

"They were still swaggering before me this afternoon.Who would have thought that they would bepunished so quickly? They deserved it!"

Tiffany was so happy as if she had taken revenge.

Then she suddenly said, "Oh right, Sharon, I also heard that jer...your Jameson was also there.’Sharon did not know what to say.

"He is not mine." she said sternly.

"You two are living together now.He is also the father of the baby in your belly.Nothing different.’

Tiffany added, "Sharon, do you think that perhaps Mr.Proctor planned all of this behind the scenes?"

"It shouldn't be possible,’ Sharon said.

"He's been pretty busy lately and returned late at night.How could he have the time to do that?Furthermore, there's no reason for him to do it."

Hearing this, Tiffany became excited, "Why is there no reason? That shameless couple are alwaysgossiping without truth.Perhaps Mr.Proctor got furious after knowing that and took actions to ruin theirreputation.So cool!"

Sharon got speechless.

Was she lost in her imagination? Tiffany laughed and said, "Too many people have come to ask meabout them.Sharon, I need to go.Please thank Mr.Proctor for me.’

Without waiting for Sharon to speak, she hung up the phone.

Sharon put down her phone and took her clothes into the bathroom.

After taking a shower, Tiffany's words occurred to her when she was drying her hair.

Jameson did know about this matter and even scolded her on the phone, but he would only shut Asherup so that the news would not be spread to the Proctor family.

He couldn't be doing so many things just to punish them for her.

However she thought, it seemed impossible.

After drying her hair, Sharon decided to go downstairs for a glass of milk.

But as soon as she got downstairs, she saw that the living room light was on.

She did not know when Jameson came back.

He sat on the sofa with his eyes shut, as if he had fallen asleep.

Sharon hesitated and whispered, "Mr.Proctor?"

Jameson slowly opened his eyes and glanced at her, "What is wrong?"

Sharon thought for a while before saying, "I'm going to prepare some hot milk.Do you want some,Mr.Proctor?"

"No."

"I see."

Sharon felt that Jameson didn't seem to care about her, so she didn't bother him and walked towardsthe kitchen.

After opening the refrigerator, she turned around to look at the man who was still sitting on the sofa.

Seeing that he had no intention of leaving, she pursed her lips and heat up another glass of milk.

Jameson, this jerk, was always changing his thoughts.

It was better for her to be prepared.

Ten minutes later, Jameson looked at the milk in front of him and frowned, "Didn't I say that I wouldn'tdrink it?"

Sharon blinked his eyes.

"Oh? Really? Why did I hear Mr.Proctor say he wanted milk?"

Jameson did not say anything.

He looked up at Sharon with thin lips slightly pursed.

He still took it, but said, "It's not good to see you being so hospitable.What do you want to do?"

Sitting opposite him, Sharon said sincerely, "I came to apologize to Mr.Proctor for what happenedtoday.I know that caused a lot of trouble for Mr.Proctor, and I'm very sorry.’

Jameson sneered, "It's good that you understood."

Sharon took a sip of milk before asking, "Mr.Proctor, are you still working overtime at the companytonight?"

"Sure.What's up?"

"Nothing.’ Jameson raised his head and drunk up the milk.

He placed the glass on the table and went upstairs.

Sharon looked at his back and suddenly said, "Hey, Mr.Proctor..."

Jameson turned around and kept a straight face, "What?"

"Mr.Proctor knows Asher, right? He's my friend's ex-boyfriend, the one who cheated on her."

"Do I need to know him?"

"Nope ...I just heard that he seemed to be disgraced at the Twilight Club and might even lost his job."

Jameson's expression remained unchanged.

"What does it have to do with me? Do you want me to help him replace a job?"

Sharon turned speechless.How could it be so difficult to communicate with this jerk? Sharon stoppedbeating around the bush and cut to the chase.

"Oh, not really.I just heard that Mr.Proctor seemed to be in the Twilight club tonight.I wanted to ask youif you saw that..."

Jameson interrupted her coldly, "No."

"You are not in the Twilight club or just did not see that?"

Jameson probably didn't expect her to ask this.

He pursed his lips and said, "You have nothing to do? Why do you care so much?"

Sharon said OK and shut up.

After Jameson went upstairs, Sharon finished the milk slowly.

Although she didn't get any response from Jameson just now, she could guess that he was most likelyto do that to Asher.

Otherwise, that jerk would already ridicule her fancy before she said anything.

This time he just said something unrelated and did not give the answer, which was obvious already.

However, Sharon did not understand why he did that.

If he wanted to avenge her on them, Sharon would not believe it.

She did not care what Asher and Yadira said at all.

It was him who could easily anger her.

But then again, Jameson wasn't that idle.

He could not have wasted his night just because the two of them had scolded her.

She didn't deserve that.

After returning to her room, Sharon patted her face to cheer herself up.

She took out a paper and began to complete her draft.

Not long after, there was a knock on the door.

Sharon raised her head, took a deep breath, and opened the door.

"How can I help you? Mr.Proctor.’ She said.

Jameson looked at her and said unhurriedly, "I kind of remember what you said just now.’