My Ex-Wife Remarried Me
Chapter 69: You Have No Reason to Keep It

When the doctor and nurse left, they saw him, and the doctor said, "You are the patient's family, right? She..."

Jameson withdrew his gaze and said coldly, "No."

"Then you are?"

"Just passing by."

The doctor was lost for words.

Why did a passer-by stand here and look at other people for so long? Just as the doctor was about to leave, Jameson suddenly said, "She has a bad stomach. Give her an examination."

The doctor was stunned.

"Bad stomach? What are the symptoms?"

"She often feels sick and wants to vomit." The doctor smiled gently and said, "Although stomach disease can cause these symptoms, since the patient is already pregnant for four months, nausea and vomiting are normal symptoms of pregnancy. There is no need to be too nervous."

Jameson was looking at Sharon, but when he heard this, his black pupils contracted.

His gaze was like an ice-cold blade, and his entire body carried a chill, "Excuse me?"

"Nausea and vomiting are normal reactions of pregnancy. Don't worry."

"Previous to this."

The doctor was confused and asked, "The patient is already pregnant for four months, right?"

Jameson suddenly became distracted. The words that Sharon had said appeared in his mind clearly.

"Didn't you always ask me what I wanted this time? Jameson, I'm pregnant.I must plan for the future of the baby in my belly.I want half of the property under your name."

"Perhaps it's because I've never been on a catwalk before. I'm a little nervous. When I get nervous, I feel sick and want to vomit. I'll be fine later."

"I just realize that my stomach medicine is gone.I wonder if I have left it in your office..."

"That's not mine, it's Tiffany's. She is getting married soon and she is ready for a baby."

"Tiffany is preparing to conceive. As the godmother of the baby, it's normal for me to buy these things."

He actually believed her clumsy lies.

After the doctor left, Jameson closed the door of the ward and walked in with his long legs.

He sat in front of Sharon's bed with cold and mocking expression.

"Sharon, why did you keep lying to me as if I'm a fool? I know what kind of person you are, but I bought your lie every time."

On the bed, Sharon did not react at all.

Jameson looked down and found that her hands had always been placed on her abdomen.

Even if she was unconscious, she still maintained a protective posture.

Four months.She was hiding it well.

Sharon did not know how long she had slept.

When she woke up, she felt like she was in a daze.

She felt uncomfortable somehow.

After taking a few seconds to regain senses, she remembered the scene of falling into the water and touched her belly with her hands. Feeling that the little baby was still here, Sharon heaved a sigh of relief.

She turned around and was about to see where she was when she met a pair of dark and cold eyes.

After exchanging glances for a few seconds, Sharon bounced out of the bed and sat on the bedside with the quilt in her arms.

Her expression was indescribably nervous, "Mr.Proctor ... What are you doing here?"

Jameson's voice was indifferent, "Who knows? Maybe I'm just passing by."

Sharon suddenly remembered that it was Jameson who saved her from the pool.

She couldn't help but clench the quilt tightly and cautiously said, "Mr.Proctor, did you send me to the hospital?"

Jameson looked at her quietly with his dark eyes and didn't say anything.

Sharon uncomfortably shifted her gaze away.

What kind of gaze was that? The gaze made her nervous.

After a while, Sharon looked at the blue sky through the window and said, "Did I sleep all night? Sorry for the trouble, Mr.Proctor.I can call my friend here." Jameson said, "Which friend?"

"Just... Tiffany, Mr.Proctor, you've seen her before."

Jameson replied coldly, "Didn't you say she was preparing for pregnancy? Is she pregnant?"

Sharon didn't know why he brought this up. She couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

Without thinking, she said, "I don't know. Maybe ...yes."

"You mean she is pregnant and still can come to the hospital to take care of you, right?"

"Right! Then it doesn't matter if she can't come. I'm just choking on water. It's not a big deal.I should be able to discharge in the afternoon."

After she finished speaking, Jameson slowly said, "If I remember correctly, her boyfriend seems to have cheated on her. Under such circumstances, she is still willing to have a baby with that man. It seems that your friend is much more magnanimous than you. You should learn from her."

Sharon was lost for words.

This guy must be insane.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

Jameson withdrew his gaze and said indifferently, "Come in."

Very quickly, Jacob came in. He held a brown paper bag in his hand and placed it in front of Jameson.

"Mr.Proctor, everything is settled."

"OK.You can go."

Jacob nodded to Sharon slightly and quickly left.

The door to the ward was closed, and there were only them two left in the room again. This was the first time that Sharon could not see through Jameson. His expression was so calm that it made her feel scared.

Jameson threw the brown paper bag to her and said, "Open it."

"What is this?"

Jameson didn't answer, his expression indifferent.

Sharon could only pick up the brown paper bag and open it.

When she took the stuff out, Jameson's emotionless voice sounded, "This is half of the property under my name.Sign it, and they will be yours."

Sharon's hands stopped, and she looked up at him, her throat feeling astringent.

"Mr.Proctor, what do you mean?"

"Didn't you ask for half of my property, or do you regret it now and want more?"

Sharon remembered very clearly when she made this request.

No wonder Jameson had asked her about Tiffany's pregnancy so abnormally just now.

It turned out that he did it on purpose.

It seemed that he already knew.

Sharon put in half of the documents and remained silent for a while before saying, "What do you want?"

Jameson did not hesitate and said coldly, "Abortion. Even though Sharon already knew his answer, she still felt like something had stabbed into her heart, causing her to feel so painful that she could hardly breathe.

"I didn't expect Mr.Proctor to be so generous. You are willing to pay such a high price just for an unborn child."

"It's a fair deal."

Not only was it fair, it was simply a huge profit.

"Then what if..."

Sharon bit her lips tightly until the smell of blood came, and then she said in a hoarse voice, "What if I want to keep it?"

Jameson's expression remained unchanged, "You have no reason to keep it."

Sharon smiled.

Yes, in his eyes, whether she was faking pregnancy or truly pregnant, her purpose of approaching him was to ask for money. Now that she could trade an unborn child for half of his property, she had no reason to refuse.