Ex-Husband Wants Badly To Resume Their Marriage
Chapter 249: Who Made It a Rule That I Can't Live a Before

Chapter 249: Who Made It a Rule That I Can't Live a Before 

Sharon could ask, Paisley looked at the necklace on the display rack, said, "That's it.I think it's good."

Sharon shook her head, "It doesn't suit you."

Paisley tucked her hair behind her ear and snorted, "Ladies like me are noble no matter what we wear,not like some people.They have to depend on luxury.’

"If you really like it, I'll buy it for you.It's not expansive anyway.’

Hearing this, Paisley was unhappy, "I don't want to take advantage of you.I would pay for myself as Isaid before.And I know you are losing your business, so don't spend more than what you have."

With that, Paisley took out a card from her wallet to settle the bill.

Seeing she was determined, Sharon raised her eyebrows, "Alright."

Then Paisley got a message on her phone.

It turned out that the necklace only cost 80.

She felt that she was insulted.

Sharon used to spend more than 100,000 without even blinking, so she thought that things in Sharon'sstudio might cost at least 1,000.

But it was so cheap!!! It was really mean that Sharon insulted her like that.

Just as Paisley almost lost her temper, a man in his thirties came in.

Paisley approached him quickly, "Jayden, you're finally here.I have been waiting for you for a longtime."

Jayden said, "Sorry, I got stuck in traffic."

Then he looked over Sharon and said, "You must be Ms.Allyson.Paisley talks about you all the time."

Paisley said, "What's your hurry? I haven't introduced you."

Paisley looked at Sharon with her hands crossed on her breast and said, "This is Jayden.I havementioned him to you, the manager of my husband's company.He is very capable.A man in athousand."

Then she introduced Sharon to Jayden, her lip curling.

"Well, this is Sharon, my college classmate.She is pretty but she isn't lucky in love.She had beenhurt.And this is her studio."

Jayden reached out to Sharon and said, "Ms.Allyson, nice to meet you."

His eyes bore into her, making her uncomfortable.Sharon did not take his hand.

She just nodded slightly, "Hello."

Seeing that, Paisley said, "It seemed that nobody came here.So why don't you close it? Then we canget a cup of coffee, and you can talk with Jayden."

"No” Sharon said.

"There's nothing to talk about."

Paisley said, "Sharon, you can stop that now.You have been divorced, so don't be so reserved, OK?Jayden has lowered himself to date me.Don't be so untouchable."

Jayden said, "Don't say that.It's my honor to meet Ms.Allyson.I am just a manager.I don't have anythingto show off."

Paisley glanced at Sharon irritably, "You see."

Sharon thought that she was too kind to kick Paisley out.

This was the first time she had met someone cheekier than Jameson.

Sharon took a deep breath and ignored Paisley.

Then she said to Jayden, "Mr.Bower, I don't know what Paisley told you, but I didn't tell her that I want adate.I have never planned to do so.I'm so sorry for wasting your time."

Jayden paused for a while, then smiled and said, "That is fine.Anyway, I made a new friend."

While speaking, he took out a business card from his suit pocket and handed it to Sharon.

On the card, there were words on it, saying the Beale Group.

It turned out that Paisley's husband was working at the Beale Group.

Sharon thought for a moment and said politely, "Sorry, Mr.Bower, I don't think it's necessary for us to befriends.We are originally strangers, right?"

Hearing this, Paisley thought that Sharon was putting her on the spot on purpose.

She could forgive Sharon for the necklace, but now she couldn't embarrass herself again in front ofJayden.

"Sharon, do you think you're still Martin's little princess? Wake up.You're just an unwanted divorcedwoman now.You should be flattered if Jayden wished to make friends with you.Don’ be so hard." said

Paisley bluntly.

Sharon sneered.

"You're interesting.I didn't do anything.It was you who came to my studio and made trouble.And nowyou said it's my fault? I did get a divorce, so what? Who made it a rule that I can't live after a divorce?Am I supposed to kill myself?"

Paisley obviously didn't expect Sharon to be so hard.

"You...You…’’ She didn't know what to Say.

At this moment, Jayden said, "Ms.Allyson is right.Getting a divorce is not a big deal, let alone abeautiful and smart lady like Ms.Allyson.Even if you are divorced, there will definitely be many suitorsaround you."

Just then, a man's voice came from behind them, "Sharon."

Paisley looked over and frowned, "Trey, why are you here?"

Trey glanced at her indifferently and said, "I'm looking for Sharon."

"When did you know each other?"

Trey said, "I'm going after Sharon.Can't you see that?"

Paisley's face changed suddenly, and her eyes widened in disbelief.

Jayden quickly walked over and said, "Excuse me, are you Mr.Coe from Stella Technologies? I'mJayden Bower, the project manager of the Beale Group.You can call me Jayden.”

While speaking, he bent down and handed out his business card.Trey took the card and noddedslightly, "Hello, Jayden, I have heard so much about you."

Jayden was filled with joy, "You know me, Mr.Coe?"

Paisley had trumpeted her husband in front of Trey, but she didn't expect that Jayden was so respectfulto Trey.

It was as if even her husband became inferior.

She said indifferently, "Trey and I went to school together.Since you know him, let's go out and eattogether."

Jayden looked at Paisley, "You went to school with Mr.Coe?"

Paisley raised her chin and said, "Yes.We are very good friends."

Jayden thought for a while and then said, "Mr.Coe, now that we're all here.Let's have dinner, my treat,OK? What do you think?"

Trey said, "No thanks."

Trey looked at Paisley and said indifferently, "We don't know her very well."

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