Chapter 138: How Do You Know That I Don’t Want to K
After a while, Tiffany said, “Then …aren’t you going to see Jameson anymore?”
Sharon was silent for a moment and said yes.
Her marriage to Jameson was a nonstarter, and it was time to end it.
“But I always think that Jameson won’t let you go.Isn’t he into you?”
Sharon was mum for a long time, and then she smiled and said, “Even if he is, it makes no
difference.Moreover, he will soon be busy about his wedding and have no time to care about me.’
Tiffany sighed, “Indeed.These wealthy families never took love affairs seriously.”
In case the Proctor family discovered her, Tiffany decided not to stay in Sharon’s room for long and
went downstairs.
Downstairs, Jameson’s exclusive interview was done.
After Tiffany and the editor of Lumiere Magazine left, Jameson asked the servant, “Where is
Sharon?”
“Ms.Allyson has been in the room.”
Jameson walked towards the garden and said, “Ask her down.”
The servant nodded and said, “Yes.”
In the room.
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Sharon was staring out of the window, lost in thought when she heard a knock on the door.
Sharon reluctantly got to the garden.
When she saw Jameson, she slowly walked over and said, “What’s the matter, Mr.Proctor?”
Jameson sat at the round table, took a sip of coffee, and said lightly, “What about going out for a
walk?”
Sharon had always wanted to go out for a walk.
However, she knew that besides Jeffery, no one in the Proctor family liked or valued her.
Therefore, apart from hanging out with Jeffery at night, she stayed in her room almost all the time.
As for Jameson, he didn’t seem to be more agreeable than her.
However, he was able to turn a blind eye and even do whatever he wanted, upsetting the Proctors.
He was probably the only one who could upset people who hated him but could not evict him.
Thinking of this, Sharon somewhat admired Jameson.
At that time, the servant brought a plate of fruit.
Sharon sat opposite Jameson.
After the servant left, she said, “Mr.Proctor, don’t you need to go to the company?”
Jameson put the coffee cup on the table and said, “Having a vocation.”
“I see.”
Sharon was a little unaccustomed to the soft tone of this jerk, which was rarely heard.
She ate a piece of fruit and said, “Thank you, Mr.Proctor.”
Jameson looked up and leaned his arm against the back of the chair beside him.
He said leisurely, “For what?”
“For allowing Tiffany to see me today.”
She was really bored here these days.She had no one to talk to.
After chatting with Tiffany for a while, she was in a much better mood.
Jameson said calmly, “Tiffany.I thought she wasn’t called that.”
Sharon was speechless.He would not let it go.
She regretted seeing him in a different light.
The jerk still liked to pick on others.
In the distance, the clouds began to shatter and the sun shone through them.
The entire garden seemed to be covered in halos.
Basking in the warm sunshine, Sharon was a little sleepy and she yawned.
At this time, she suddenly felt that the baby kicked her.
And it went on for a while.
Sharon’s sleepiness was dispelled by the kicks.
She touched her belly and smiled.
However, when she looked up, she discovered that Jameson was quietly looking at her with his
deep black eyes.
She whispered, “Why are you looking at me?”
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Sharon stopped smiling, pursed her lips and said, “You won’t want to know.”
Jameson frowned in displeasure.
“You have to say it before you could know about my feelings.”
Sharon did not want to argue with him and said, “The baby is kicking.”
Jameson didn’t say anything.
Sharon clicked her tongue.
She had said that he wouldn’t want to know.
It’d be better to go back to her room.
Just as Sharon was about to get up, a big palm gently covered her belly.
Jameson slightly lowered his head and asked, “Why is it not moving now?”
Sharon was stunned for a moment.
Then she whispered, “Not there.’
Jameson moved his hand and asked, “Here?”
“Not really…”
Sharon didn’t know how to describe, so she could only hold his hand and move down a little.
“Here.”
Just as Jameson’s hand was placed in that position, he felt a kick.
And this little fellow didn’t seem to stop.It kicked several times in succession.
Jameson asked, “Does he often do this?”
“No.It kicks frequently only lately.Usually it rests after some kicks.”