Ex-Husband Wants Badly To Resume Their Marriage
Chapter 612: When Did You Think of Me As a Person?

Chapter 612: When Did You Think of Me As a Person?

Just as Sharon Allyson was lost in thought, the man in front of her moved his eyelashes.

When she saw this, she wanted to take her hand back, but her wrist was held.

Jameson Proctor opened his eyes.

His dark eyes stared at her and his voice was hoarse.

"What are you doing?" Sharon Allyson looked away unnaturally.

"It's nothing.I'm going to get up.You can continue."

Before she could even move, she was pressed down by the man.

"Jame..."

Sharon Allyson had just spoken when Jameson Proctor lowered his head and bit her neck.He did notbite hard, but it was not light either.

A slight tingling sensation came from her neck.

It was a little itchy, but also a little numb.

Sharon Allyson's slender eyebrows wrinkled slightly.

Her hand pounded his waist.

"Are you a dog?" Jameson Proctor said in a hoarse voice, "You only found out today?"

Sharon Allyson, "..."

While she was silent for a few seconds, Jameson Proctor's hand had already reached into her pajamasand his large palm was moving up.

Everywhere he went, she would tremble.

Sharon Allyson's breathing was unstable and she was a little out of breath.She pressed her handagainst his chest.

"Don't..."

Logically speaking, with the little fellow's current situation, she was not in the mood to do such a thingwith him.

Jameson Proctor knew what she was thinking.He bit her ear.

"Is this something I can control?"

"Then bear with it."

Jameson Proctor pressed down on her.

"Do you think you can endure it?" Sharon Allyson’s eyes were wet as she grabbed his hand.

"Just don't move!"

"I'm not a saint.I can't control this."

However, Jameson Proctor did not take another step forward.

Instead, he said, "Baby, do it like yesterday?"

"...” Sharon Allyson.

Jameson Proctor held her hand down, inch by inch, insatiable.

Of course, Jameson Proctor was obviously just saying it.

The things he did were much more excessive than yesterday, and he would always probe at the edgeof danger.

By the time it was over, the sky was already bright outside, and the sun had broken through the clouds.

In the bathroom, when Sharon Allyson was wearing her underwear, she felt a little pain.

She looked down at the bite marks on her body and was furious.

Jameson Proctor spoke before her, his expression extremely serious and calm.

"You bit me yesterday, so we're even"

Sharon Allyson paused, her entire body instantly turning red and hot.

"Are you still human?"

How could he say such...shameless words so righteously?

"When did you treat me as a person?"

Sharon Allyson had a headache.

This was true, and she could not refute.

Jameson Proctor buttoned up her underwear from behind and rubbed her head.

"I'll wait for you outside."

"Get lost, get lost."

Jameson Proctor had just left the bathroom when he received a call from Jacob Green.

Jacob Green said fearfully, "Mr.Proctor, our people went to the house just now.Madam Clarke...ismissing."

Jameson Proctor's face was slightly cold.

He held his phone and did not seem surprised.

Jacob Green continued, "The people guarding the area said that they didn't see any strangers comingin and out."Of course they weren't strangers.That place was where William Hood had sent CharlotteClarke back then.

No one knew better than him about the geographical location of that area.

"Mr.Proctor, should I send someone to replace her?"

"No need" Jameson Proctor said.

He wanted to see what they were planning to do.

Jacob Green said, "By the way, Mr.Proctor, I took the doctor to the child's house yesterday.The newswas confirmed."

Jameson Proctor said, "What about the laboratory?"

"The entrance and exit of the laboratory are strictly controlled.Outsiders are not allowed to enter.Wecan only wait outside.Robert Hood has not left the laboratory for the whole day yesterday.We have notfound the opportunity yet."

"Got it."

After hanging up the phone, Jameson Proctor looked at the scenery in the distance.

His facial features were cold and no one knew what he was thinking.

Two days later.

Sharon Allyson was sitting on the lounge chair on the balcony, drawing a design.

Behind him, Jameson Proctor was sitting on the sofa, processing the documents sent over from SouthCity.

Fortunately, the Proctor family could no longer afford to stir up trouble.

Jefferey Proctor also tookMaster Proctor to Canada for treatment.

Otherwise, South City would have been in a mess by now.

Sharon Allyson looked at the setting sun in the distance and stopped what she was doing.She was alittle lost in thought.She had called Robert Hood these past two days to ask about the little fellow.

It was just that Robert Hood had been busy, so she did not ask too much and hung up the phone aftera few words.She also wanted to see the little fellow, but Robert Hood said no.She did not know whensuch a day would end.

Sharon Allyson sighed silently and drooped her head without much spirit.

"What's wrong?"

Jameson Proctor's voice came from behind her.

Sharon Allyson collected her thoughts.

"Nothing." Jameson Proctor sat next to her.

"Do you want to go back to South City?"

Sharon Allyson shook her head.

"I'm just thinking about when the little fellow will recover."

"Today will definitely be better than yesterday."

Sharon Allyson was stunned and turned to look at him.

Jameson Proctor continued, "Tomorrow will also be better than today.Each day will be better than theprevious day"

Sharon Allyson looked at him and did not say anything.

Jameson Proctor pinched her chin and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

"I just did not expect to hear such words from you.It is quite incredible."

Jameson Proctor, "..."

Sharon Allyson smiled and lowered her head to continue drawing.

After a while, Jameson Proctor's phone rang.

Jacob Green said, "Mr.Proctor, we've already caught up with Robert Hood."

Jameson Proctor said, "I'll come over now"

He put away his phone and said to Sharon Allyson, "I will go out for a while.The hotel will send dinnerover.Don't go out."

Sharon Allyson nodded gently.

"Got it"

When Jameson Proctor left, the setting sun outside gradually disappeared.

The sky quickly darkened.

Sharon Allyson rubbed her sore eyes, put down the draft book, and sat on the sofa.She turned on herphone and saw that there was an missed call from Tiffany.

Sharon Allyson called.

"Tiffany, what's the matter?"

Tiffany said, "Isn't today Saturday? Ruben is here.I said that you and Jameson Proctor took the childout to play.But I think he probably doesn't believe it.Why don't you give him a call?"

"Okay, I understand."

Tiffany said, "Sharon, when will you come back?"

Sharon Allyson exhaled.

"You don't know, right?"

"It's fine.There's no rush.Daniel is also helping to look after the studio.There's basically nothing much todo.You can take your time to deal with the matters over there."

Sharon Allyson said, "Tiffany, I've drawn a few new designs these past two days.I'll send them to youlater."

"Alright, with the previous designs, there are already quite a few.I'll arrange a new one tomorrow, andthe models are almost ready."

"Alright, thank you for your hard work."

Tiffany ate an orange and said, "It's not like I don't want to take the money.It's what I should do."

Sharon Allyson chuckled.

"Have a good rest then.I'll give Ruben a call."