Ex-Husband Wants Badly To Resume Their Marriage
Chapter 624: What Rights Does He Have?

Chapter 624: What Rights Does He Have? 

After hanging up the phone, Sharon Allyson stood by the balcony for a long time.It was already rainingheavily outside.

There were no pedestrians on the streets.

Only street lamps stood alone in the rain.

After a long time, she exhaled, went to the kitchen, turned off the fire, put the porridge in the bowl andentered the bedroom.

There was no light in the bedroom.

It was so quiet that only the sound of raindrops hitting the glass could be heard.

Sharon Allyson put the tray on the coffee table and turned on a small wall lamp.She walked toJameson Proctor and saw that his eyes were closed and his breathing was steady.

He seemed to be asleep.

Sharon Allyson reached out and touched his forehead.

There was no fever.

She could not help but frown.

He had been in bed for so long.

Why was he still so cold? Sharon Allyson put her hand into the quilt again, wanting to see if his handwas cold.

But just as she touched his hand, her wrist was held.

As the world spun, Sharon Allyson was already lying on the bed.

Jameson Proctor hung above her, holding her wrist.

His dark eyes stared at her, and he said in a low voice, "Where do you want to touch?"

"...”

Sharon Allyson.She turned her head and could feel his hand holding hers.It was also cold.

Sharon Allyson looked up at him.

"I made porridge.Have some"

Jameson Proctor gently rubbed the veins on her wrist and said lightly, "I don't have an appetite."

"You have to eat even if you have no appetite.After eating, eat some cold medicine and thensleep.Otherwise, you will get sick...No, you are already a little.Hurry up and take the medicine"

"Isn't it good to be sick?"

Just as Sharon Allyson was about to speak, he continued, "If you are sick, no one will bother you.Youcan also do what you like."

As he spoke, he let go of her and sat on the bed.He was showing a great sense of indifference andalienation.

Sharon Allyson got off the bed.

"It's fine if you don't want to see me.I'll go now.Anyway, you didn't want to marry me from thebeginning.You didn't go home even after getting married.Even if you went home, you would treat mecoldly.I should have known how much you hate me."

As she spoke, she took a deep breath, and there seemed to be some trembling in her voice.

"Don't worry, I promise that I'll leave you.I won't let you feel annoyed.There are so many girls who likeyou, and you can be happy with them.I know that you have been waiting for this day for a long time"

",."

Jameson Proctor.He turned around and stopped her.

"What? How did you come up with all that?"

Sharon Allyson said confidently, "Isn't that so? You didn't take your medicine when you were sick andeven chased me away.Isn't that what you want?"

Jameson Proctor was silent for a while.He knew that he was in the wrong.He got up and sat in front ofthe sofa.He picked up the porridge in front of him.

"Just forget it."

When Sharon Allyson saw this, the tears that were about to flow out of her eyes were instantlyretracted.

This move was quite useful.She was just an ordinary anti-melodramatic person.

Use melodramatics to fight melodramatics.

Seeing that Jameson Proctor had almost finished the porridge, Sharon Allyson went out to pour somewater and brought in the cold medicine.

Jameson Proctor leaned back on the sofa and raised his hand to massage his temples.

Sharon Allyson placed the water and cold medicine on the coffee table.

"Headache?" Jameson Proctor nodded.

"A little."

"How can it not hurt after being drenched in rain and taking a cold shower?"

Even though she said that, she still walked behind Jameson Proctor and gently massaged his temples.

The room became quiet again.

After an unknown period of time, Sharon Allyson whispered, "I know."

Jameson Proctor's figure stiffened slightly, and his half-sleepy eyes opened.

Sharon Allyson continued, "I know you are in a bad mood now, but...that is not your fault."

Jameson Proctor did not speak.

Sharon Allyson simply said, "Robert Hood told me that it wasn't Old Master Hood who sent people todo Jeffery Proctor's car accident.It was..."

"Did you know? If they hadn't extended their hands to the South City, the Beale family wouldn't havebeen implicated, and Tavis Beale wouldn't have had the chance to plan the explosion."

Sharon Allyson was stunned, and his hands stopped moving.

Jameson Proctor said lightly, "In addition to Jeffery Proctor's car accident, your mother took you andfled.She had no choice but to marry Josh Allyson.Josh Allyson sold you to Twilight Club because ofme."

After a pause, he continued, "Now, do you still think that this is not my fault?"

Sharon Allyson did not know what to say.She did not answer for a long time.

Jameson Proctor closed his eyes, got up, and left.

Forget it, a person like him should be like this.He deserved to get nothing.

Whether it was kinship, friendship, or love.

To him, it was too extravagant.It was good to know earlier, but at least she had a chance to chooseagain.

Martin Morton, Trey Coe, or the Mr.Huntington who wanted to help him raise his son.

Anything was fine.

As long as it was not him.

What right did he have? He was just an illegitimate child who had been schemed against frombeginning to end.

"Stand there!"

Jameson Proctor had just walked to the door when Sharon Allyson's voice came.

She said, "What nonsense are you talking about? Why is it so difficult for you to take medicine? Youhave to replace a lot of excuses.

Are you a child? Do you want me to coax you to eat?"

"..”

Jameson Proctor.

He turned to look at her, his jaw slightly stretched, and his thin lips pursed.

Sharon Allyson walked to the sofa and sat down.

"Hurry up, the water is getting cold."

Jameson Proctor stood in place for a few seconds and walked over with his long legs.

Sharon Allyson placed the opened capsule in his palm.

Probably because of the bowl of porridge just now, he finally had a bit of temperature.

Sharon Allyson went to get more water and handed it to him.

"Why are you looking at me? Take it."

Jameson Proctor looked away and threw the medicine into his mouth.He raised his head and drank thewater.

Sharon Allyson packed up the trash and stood up with a tray.

"Alright, you can go to sleep now"

Jameson Proctor pulled her back but did not say anything.

Sharon Allyson laughed.

"Do you want to chase me away or do you not want me to leave? I will go wash the dishes."

"Do you understand what I just said?"

"Yes, I understand.I am not a fool.But I think there is something wrong with your idea.Well, I can't makea judgment about Jefferey Proctor's car accident because I was not involved.But what do you have to

do with the Beale family again?"

Sharon Allyson interrupted him.

"Without you, would Tavis Beale give up on the idea of fighting for the Beale family? Even if there wasno explosion, with his ambition and power..."

She paused for a few seconds, then said, "He will take over the Beale Group sooner or later.What doesthis have to do with you? Without you, Tavis Beale would still have done all this, but without TavisBeale, everything would not have happened.I don't understand why you have to take the blame forhim."