But Ruben said in a cold voice, "She is just discharged from the hospital.She can't eat spicy food."
He bluntly exposed their lies.
Sharon didn't know what to say.
Neither nor Tiffany.
Tiffany turned to Sharon and whispered, "Your brother must have been a member of the Intelligence
Agency in his previous life, right? There's nothing you can hide from him."
Sharon nodded her head and echoed, "I feel the same."
Ruben ignored them and went straight out when the elevator opened.
He wasn't angry that they were hiding it from him, and he knew that Sharon was afraid that he would
go to Jameson after knowing about it.
Ruben indeed could not do anything to Jameson currently.
It was just that he didn't know anything about such a big matter.
He didn't even dare to ask Sharon what had happened to the child she was pregnant with.
Tiffany usually ordered takeout food when she stayed here, so there were no vegetables or fruits at
home.
Ruben glanced at the refrigerator and then went out.
After the door closed, Tiffany heaved a sigh of relief.
She felt that she had come back to life and said, "Ruben's temper is the same as yours, so Scary.'
Sharon couldn't believe her ears.
She was gentle, wasn't she? After a while, Tiffany couldn't help but ask, "He looked so fierce.He wasn't
going to get even with Jameson, right?"
"No,' Sharon replied.
She knew Ruben.
He wasn't an impulsive person who didn't care about the consequences.
Tiffany patted her chest and said, "Alright.That's good."
Not long after, Ruben brought back two large bags of fresh fruit and vegetables and went straight into
the kitchen.
Tiffany peeled off an orange and handed half of it to Sharon.
She sighed, "It's good to have a younger brother.If I had such a handsome younger brother who could
take care of me, I wouldn't even look for a boyfriend for the rest of my life.Tell me, does Ruben like the
girls older or younger than he is? Do you think I have...?"
She didn't finish her words because Sharon stuffed the orange into her mouth.
Sharon rolled her eyes at Tiffany and said, "Come on, Ruben grew up with you.How could you even
think about this?"
Tiffany swallowed the orange and licked her lips, "I'm just chasing rainbows."
Sharon bit her words back.
After a while, Tiffany said, "Hey, do you remember that I sell my house? I don't want to buy a new one.I
plan to start my own business and run a studio.How about we do it together?"
"Me?" Sharon was surprised.
"That's right.Let's run a studio.You are in charge of jewelry design, while I am in charge of photography
and publicity.If we meet a major client, we can give her a set of glamorous portrait shots for free.How
nice is that!"
Sharon thought for a while before saying, "I'll think about it."
"Alright, take your time."
Tiffany knew what Sharon was worried about.
After all, it was Lumiere Magazine that gave her a platform and opportunities for her comeback.
Soon, an afternoon passed.
Ruben made a soup.
The smell went to the living room.
Tiffany walked over with a bag of potato chips in her arms and stood at the kitchen door, saying,
"Ruben, if you have a girlfriend, you still need to come home for us often.' Ruben didn't reply.
During the dinner, because Sharon couldn't drink and Ruben didn't allow her to drink, Tiffany drank all
the wine.
Not long after, Tiffany stood on a chair with one foot and started cursing that men were all sc*ms.
Sharon rubbed her temples and smiled softly.
She said to Ruben, "You can go back to your dorm.I'll handle the rest."
"Can you?"
Ruben looked at Tiffany, who was singing with her chopsticks.
"It's fine.This isn't the first time she's drunk."
Sharon said, "If you don't leave, you will be late and cannot enter the dormitory.’' Ruben looked at his
watch.
There really wasn't much time left.
He said, "I'll come and see you this weekend.Take a good rest."
"I see.Be careful on your way back." Ruben left.
Sharon helped Tiffany to the bed, tucked her in, and turned around to clean up the dishes.
After finishing everything, Sharon opened the suitcase and took out her things one by one.
When she got the baby's clothes, she stared at them blankly for a long time.
It wasn't until she heard Tiffany vomiting that she regained herself.
She went to the bathroom and patted Tiffany's shoulder, "I told you not to drink so much."
Tiffany leaned against the toilet and took a few breaths.
She looked at Sharon and said, "I was happy.'
As she spoke, she struggled to open her eyes and shook her fingers, "Sharon, let me tell you, let's start
over.I will get over the sc*mbag Asher, and you get over that jerk! From now on, we Shall be love rats
and date a womanizer.Let's see who's more capable of this!"
Sharon was lost for words.
She didn't expect that Tiffany would be able to speak so smoothly after getting drunk."Alright, you need
to go to sleep."
Tiffany hugged her and started crying, "Sharon, I mean it.You deserve a good relationship.That jerk is
not worth it.Think about it, you and Martin were such a perfect match back then, and I was a shipper of
both of you.I didn't expect that you two had a bad ending."
Sharon didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
She patted Tiffany's back and replied, "Okay, I'm going to date someone tomorrow.'’
"That's a deal.You are not allowed to go back on your word."
Tiffany said with tears in her eyes, "The quickest way to get over someone is to start a new
relationship.I need to pull myself together!"
Finally, Sharon managed to get Tiffany back to bed in the midnight.
Sitting beside the bed, Sharon thought, ‘'Yes, I should start over.What's the point of keep focusing on
what happened in the past?'’
Actually, the current result was unsurprising, wasn't it? It was just that she had been dreaming of the
surprise that didn't belong to her.
Thinking of this, Sharon took a deep breath and patted her face to make it red.
Since she was still alive after the catastrophe, she had to cheer up.
At the same time, in Costspool.
Jacob brought the phone to Jameson when the meeting ended, "Mr.Proctor, it's the call from Miss
Beale."
Then, he added in a low voice, "This is the twenty-third call today."
Jameson pinched his nose and took the phone expressionlessly.
Natalia asked as soon as the phone was got through, "Jameson, where are you?"
"Do I need to report to you where I am?"
His words choked Natalia.
After a moment of silence, she said, "I just wanted to tell you that our wedding is in a week.Mr.Proctor
and the others couldn't reach you, so they were all asking me..."
Jameson said indifferently, "Cancel the wedding."
"Why?"
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