Chapter 140: He Can Do Two Things at Once
Just as Evie was about to continue, Albert said unhappily, “That’s enough.Just eat your food and
stop talking.”
The dining room finally quieted down.
After dinner, Albert and Evie left.
Afterwards, Sharon also got up.
Just as he was about to return to her room, she was stopped by Natalia.
Natalia stood in front of her and smiled lightly, “Ms.Allyson, what did you think about what I asked
you this morning?”
Sharon said, “Thank you for your kindness, Miss Beale, but I’m afraid I won’t join you.
Please enjoy yourselves.”
“Are you worried that Mr.Proctor won’t let you go, or are you worried about Erica? I…”
“Miss Beale.”
Sharon said indifferently, “Marriage is indeed a big matter.There are many things to be prepared.If I
go, it will only waste your time.”
Natalia paused for a moment before revealing an awkward expression.
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to say that at the dinner table just now.It was because…”
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“Miss Beale, you don’t have to apologize because you have nothing to apologize for.”
Halfway through her words, Sharon suddenly felt a little powerless and didn’t know what to say.
She whispered, “I just want to rest.I’m sorry to reject your invitation.It’s me who should apologize to
you.”
After saying that, she nodded slightly to Natalia and went upstairs.
After returning to her room, Sharon stood in front of the window for a while, and only after seeing
the black car slowly drive out of the Proctor’s did she sit by the bed and exhale.
After a long time, she faintly heard a knock on the door.
Sharon withdrew her thoughts and calmed herself down before she got up and walked towards the
door.
She opened the door and saw Jameson standing at the door with his hands in his pockets.
His expression was cold as he looked at the corridor.
Sharon was lost for words.
She closed the door almost without hesitation.
The moment the door closed, Jameson reached out to stop it and looked at her with extreme
dissatisfaction.
Sharon said nicely, “Mr.Proctor, what can I do for you?”
Jameson retracted his hand and put it back into his pocket.
“Seeing that you didn’t eat much, I asked the chef to cook two dishes and deliver them later.”
“Oh, thank you, Mr.Proctor.”
As Sharon spoke, she wanted to close the door again.
Jameson looked over coldly.
Jameson said, “Is that your attitude?”
Sharon pursed her lips and said, “Thank you for your kindness, Mr.Proctor.I will eat when they are
served.”
She didn’t eat much at noon, so she didn’t want to reject him at this moment.Jameson’s dark eyes
stared at her without blinking.
After a few seconds, he said, “Why are you mad at me?”
Sharon was confused.
Did she lose her temper? She took a deep breath and said, “Mr.Proctor, you get me wrong.I just feel
that since you are already going to get married, you should not appear at the door of your ex-wife’s
room and say such weird things.If your fiancée finds out, she will be upset.”
Jameson’s expression did not change.
“Are you upset, or are you afraid that she will be upset?”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSharon felt that she could no longer communicate with him.
Why was he so annoying? Marriage was a done deal, and his fiancée had also come here.
What else did he want? A mistress? However, this time, she was “the mistress”.
The more Sharon thought about it, the more annoyed she became.
She said impatiently, “Mr.Proctor, what’s your point? If there’s nothing else, I have to go back to my
room to rest.”
Jameson looked at her and didn’t say anything.
Just as Sharon was about to close the door, he suddenly said, “If I marry Natalia, what are you
going to do?”
Sharon was silent for a few seconds.
“Mr.Proctor, as long as you don’t let me prepare a wedding gift, I will be fine.”
She emphasized, “I have no money.’
Jameson sneered twice before turning around and leaving.He returned to his room and slammed
the door shut.
Sharon stood at the door of her room, as if she could feel the tremors coming from his side.She
hadn’t closed her door yet, but the jerk had shut his door first.
Lying on the bed, Sharon felt annoyed and confused.
He asked her what she was going to do.
What could she do about it? Would he listen to her? The jerk only said ambiguous things all day
long, and once she thought in a good way, he would say that it was her delusion.