Ex-Husband Wants Badly To Resume Their Marriage

Chapter 306: For Whom Did He Come? 

Although Sharon asked Jameson to talk less, the one who didn't talk was Trey.

The atmosphere was so awkward that Sharon felt uncomfortable.

On the other hand, Jameson, who sat beside her, was calm and relaxed.

Sharon really wished that she could be as calm as Jameson was, so she wouldn't be on pins and needles.

By the time a waiter came to take order, Trey handed the menu to Sharon directly, "Sharon, what would you like to have?"

Just as Sharon reached out, Jameson took over the menu.

After ordering several Sharon's favorite dishes, Jameson sat there without saying a word anymore.

The atmosphere was frigid again.

Sharon smiled awkwardly, "That's all."

The waiter nodded and left.

Trey would not talk about other topics due to Jameson's presence.

He only had a casual conversation with Sharon.

The meal went on in this awkward atmosphere.

When Sharon went to the bathroom, Jameson said, "Mr.Coe is here for what happened today at the Beale Group's tender conference if my judgment is correct."

Hearing this, Trey smiled faintly, "No.I haven't even participated in the Beale Group's tender conference.How would I know what happened then? I just come to see Sharon."

"Well, I really should find a time to visit Mr.Coe's parents."

Hearing this, Trey's expression turned cold gradually.

Jameson continued indifferently, "Neither do I care why you are always here, nor what you want to do as long as Sharon is not getting involved."

"Don't worry, Mr.Proctor.I won't hurt Sharon even without your advice."

When Sharon came out of the bathroom, she noticed that Trey had left.

She knew that Jameson must have said something unpleasant.

She walked to Jameson and picked up her things, "Let's go."

If Trey really wanted to see her, he would contact her again.

Jameson raised his eyebrows and stood up.

He left with Sharon.

They arrived at downstairs.

As soon as Sharon touched the handle, the door opened.

Jameson got off the car first.

Sharon looked at him.

What was this jerk going to do then? Sharon got off the car and closed the door.

Jameson walked to her.

He stopped in front of her and said, "I'm still hungry.Could you cook some food for me?"

"Haven't you told me that you are so lucky to be invited to dinner? Why are you still hungry? Do you know what people call those who attend dinner and are still hungry yet?" Sharon said angrily.

Jameson's lips curved but did not reply.

He walked forward and said, "Hurry up, I'm hungry.’ Sharon felt that this jerk made an excuse on purpose.

After back home, Sharon asked, "What would you like to have, Mr.Proctor?"

"Whatever you cook is fine with me."

Sharon snorted and didn't debunk him.

The jerk was so persnickety.

He told her that he would take whatever she cooked for him.

He surely was not here for having food.

Sharon would not prepare him a big meal.

Seeing two tomatoes in the fridge, she made a tomato fried egg noodle for him.

Sharon heard someone knocked on the door when she was cooking.

Sharon tilted her head and looked over.

She was too busy to answer the door now.

Soon, Jameson said, "Busy with your cooking, I will get it."

"OK."

She immediately turned her gaze back then.

Jameson opened the door.

He looked at the man outside without any surprise.

He curved his lips coldly, "What is it?"

Daniel did not expect that Jameson would be here.

He was stunned for two seconds.

Then he said calmly.

"I'm here to see Ms.Allyson."

Jameson looked back and replied indifferently, "She's busy now."

"Then I'll be back later."

As soon as Daniel was about to leave, Jameson said, "Are you here for Natalia? Or for someone else?"

Hearing this, Daniel stopped and turned to him with a smile.

"You are paranoid.I came to see Ms.Allyson ...for borrowing soy sauce.’ Jameson said slowly, "Is that so?"

"That's it.We are neighbors and we help each other.Isn't that right, Mr.Proctor?"

Sharon tossed in noodles by then.

Hearing their conversation, she took a bottle of soy sauce with her and handed it to Daniel.

"This is the only one I have.Is that okay?"

"...That's fine.I'll return it to you as soon as possible."

Sharon smiled and said, "It's fine.No hurry.Take your time.’ This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Daniel nodded at Jameson and left.

After the door was closed, Sharon realized that the water was boiling.

She hurriedly ran into the kitchen again.

Jameson followed her.

The noodles were ready soon.

Sharon placed the bowl on the dining table and said, "It's done.You can have it now.’

Jameson pulled up a chair and sat down, "Aren't you going to have some with me?"

"Thank you, I'm full."

While Jameson was having his meal, Sharon cleaned up the kitchen.

She checked the time.

It was almost eleven o'clock.

Why hadn't Tiffany been back yet? Sharon walked into the living room and called Tiffany.

It took quite a while to connect.

Tiffany said, "Sharon, what's up?"

"Haven't you found an apartment?"

"Yes, I have.I'll move over there by this weekend.’

"When will you be back?"

Tiffany paused for a moment, and then chuckled, "I'm not going back tonight.Wish you have a pleasant evening."

Sharon was lost for words.

What was going on? Sharon turned around and looked at the man in the dining room.

She walked to the balcony and whispered, "Has Jameson threatened you?"

"Well ...No."

Tiffany was lying in a big bathtub and sipped red wine.

"Sharon, you must have misunderstood Mr.Proctor.He is a nice guy.He is the model and benchmark in the business world.Mr.Proctor is handsome and kind.He is enthusiastic about philanthropy and environmental protection.Moreover, he also cares for the weak and understands people..."

Hearing Tiffany's words, Sharon was silent for a moment before spoke, "How much did Jameson give you?"

Tiffany's expression did not change and said, "No.How can you even say so? I have the highest respect for Mr.Proctor, and this is my praise."

Then, she whispered quickly, "He just granted me a right to use a seven-star luxury suite whenever I want."

Sharon's temples throbbed.

Before she could speak, Jameson hugged her from behind.

The man's warm breath was on her neck, which was sensitive and thrilled.

Sharon held her phone tighter in her hand and she could not make a sound.