Ex-Husband Wants Badly to Resume Their Marriage

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Chapter 95: Why Don’t You Like Me?

Sharon never expected that one day, the jerk Jameson would boil water for her to wash her hair.

His status put aside, it felt bizarre.

To Sharon, it was like the treat before execution.It freaked her out.

She said, “Mr.Proctor …I will do it myself.”

Jameson returned coldly, “Be quiet.’ Sharon said no more.

Warm water flowed down from the top of her head and into the flower bushes.

Even though Sharon couldn’t see the whole picture, she guessed that it must be a very happy and

warm scene.

Of course, the premise was that the jerk did not have a cold face.

Apart from that, every move of them was serene and slow, giving people the impression that they

were an ordinary loving couple.

As soon as this thought popped up in her mind, Sharon was shocked and subconsciously dodged

from him.

Jameson held her shoulder and said unhappily, “Don’t move.Didn’t you say the temperature of the

water was okay?”

Hearing that, she was even more tempted to imagine the happily married life they could have.

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“I was bitten by a mosquito,’’ she said after a moment of silence.

“I didn’t know both men and mosquitoes were attracted to you.”

“Since I’m so attractive to men, why don’t you like me?” she retorted.

Jameson was lost for words.

In fact, Sharon regretted what she had said as soon as she finished speaking.

She knew nothing good could come from that jerk.

Unexpectedly, just then, the lights in the courtyard suddenly lit up.

Immediately after, the electrical appliances in the house and the street lamps were restored to

power.

She hadn’t gotten the answer yet.But it didn’t matter.

The light in the yard was glaring.

When she turned her head to avoid the light, she accidentally met his calm eyes and hurriedly

turned away.

After wrapping her hair in a dry towel, she said, “Thank you, Mr.Proctor, I’m going upstairs.”

Reaching the room, Sharon quickly locked the door and let out a breath of relief.

It was so close.

If Jameson had answered her, his mean words might be irritating enough to give her another

sleepless night.

Sharon went back into the bathroom to blow-dry her hair.Before she could finish that, she sneezed.

At night, while lying on the bed, Sharon looked out of the window quietly, thinking about what had

happened earlier that day.

Jameson had acted too strangely.

She couldn’t help wondering, ‘Does he like me?’ What he did just didn’t make sense.

By midnight, still unable to interpret his behavior, Sharon yawned and dozed off.It was a sound

sleep.

The next day, she didn’t wake up until there was a knock on the door.

She slowly opened her eyes.

When she sat up, she felt dizzy and had a stuffy nose.

Sharon stayed on the bed for a while before she got up to open the door.

Leaning against the wall, Jameson glanced at her and said, “I didn’t expect you to hold a grudge.”

“What?”

“Just because I said you ate too much, you didn’t have to starve yourself.” Sharon was confused.

She turned around and looked out of the window, only to find that the sun had risen high in the sky.It

seemed almost noon.

“I don’t have any appetite,’’ Sharon said sluggishly.

“You enjoy your meal.”

After saying that, she turned around to go back to sleep.Jameson grabbed her wrist and felt her

forehead with his other hand.

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“Go to the hospital,” he ordered.

What he said still bothered her.

She reflexively shook off his hand and stammered, “Not necessary …I just need to sleep for a

while.’ Jameson could easily read her mind.

Hands in his pant pockets, he looked at her and scolded, “Sharon, use your head.If I was to get rid

of the baby, would I have let you stay here for more than half a month?”

“No matter what, you don’t want the baby.Anyway, I won’t go.’ Jameson sneered, “It’s best if your

cold gets worse.Then before I make a move, your…”

Sharon hurriedly covered his mouth with her hand to stop him from finishing his sentence.

“Mr.Proctor, be a good person.”

Making harsh remarks was always his style.

Running out of patience, he asked sternly, “Are you going or not?”

“Fine, I’ll go.Thank you for the ride, Mr.Proctor.”

Jameson was surprised.

“Did I ever say I was going to take you there?”he asked with a long face.

She said, “Never mind.Please move.”

She walked past him, but before she could go far, he scooped her up.

She raised her head and saw his chiseled jawline.

“If you passed out here, it would waste more of my time,” he said.

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