As Ruben finished speaking, the attitude of everyone at the dining table became clear.
Sharon felt embarrassed for Jameson again and uncomfortable all over.
However, Jameson turned a deaf ear to Ruben, as if nothing had happened and who they aimed at
was not him.
Seeing this, Sharon couldn't help but reach out and scratch her eyebrows.
Knowing that no one would welcome him, why did he have to come here and endure all these? How
annoying.
Just as Jameson picked up his chopsticks, Sharon suddenly took the bowl in front of him and poured
half of the oil into an empty bowl beside.
Then, she said indifferently, "Mr.Proctor, please make do.If you really can't get used to it, you can
just..."
"Who said I'm not used to it?"
Having said so, Jameson reached out to take some food and ate them without hesitation.
Sharon raised her eyebrows.
She stopped looking at Jameson only to find that everyone else was looking at her.
Sharon didn't know what to Say.
Upon noticing her movement, others coughed and looked away.
Some lowered their heads to eat, while others picked up glasses to drink.
Sharon was going to explain, but she didn't at last.
Forget it.
The more she said, the more trouble there would be.
Sharon just wanted to finish this dinner as soon as possible and send them away.
After a short period of silence, the awkward and suffocating atmosphere was broken by someone.
After dinner, Tiffany took the initiative to wash the dishes.
When offered help by Trey, Tiffany said, "Daniel and I are enough.Off you go...’
As Tiffany spoke, she signaled Trey to accompany Sharon so that Jameson could not be with Sharon
alone.
Trey was silent for a moment, as if pondering about going over or not.
Tiffany whispered, "It is at this time that you should take the initiative.How can you retreat at a critical
moment? Go! Go!"
As Tiffany said, she pushed Trey and pulled Daniel who was watching into the kitchen.
Daniel resisted, "I don't know how to wash..."
"It's easy.I'll teach you.How can you enjoy the meal without doing any housework?"
In the living room, Sharon was cleaning up remaining things on the table.
Jameson was about to step forward when Ruben grabbed his arm and said, "Let's talk."
Jameson turned around with indifference, "What do you want to talk about?"
Soon, Jameson followed Ruben to the balcony.
Trey went to Sharon and whispered, "Sharon."
Sharon looked up and smiled, "What?"
Trey was silent for a while.He failed to ask what he really wondered.
Instead, he found an excuse, "Are you really...allergic to flowers?"
"No.He made it up."
"I see."
Trey was going to continue asking when Giana came over and smiled at him apologetically, "Sorry, I
have to borrow Sharon for something."
As she spoke, Giana pulled Sharon aside.
Now Trey was alone in the living room.
He turned to look at the flowers beside abstractedly.
In the bedroom, Giana folded her hands with regret, "Sorry.Sorry.It's all my fault.I shouldn't have
brought Mr.Proctor here.’
If she had foreseen the awkward situation, she would never compromise no matter how the jerk
threatened her.
Sharon laughed, "It's alright.He has been like this recently.Even if you didn't bring him here, he would
still have other ways.’
Despite Sharon's tolerance, Giana still felt very sorry, "I really didn't know that there would so many
people here today, including your...Suitor."
Sharon became nervous, "Don't listen to Tiffany..."
"She didn't talk nonsense.Didn't you notice the way Trey looked at you? It was obviously different.Also,
Mr.Proctor looked so jealous.If there weren't so many people around, they would probably have fought
with each other."
Sharon pursed her lips and said nothing.
Giana added, "Sharon, I'll say one more thing.Although I'm not very clear about what happened
between you and Mr.Proctor, I know Mr.Proctor after working for him for many years.He may be
sarcastic, but other than that, he's not bad.’
"Moreover, although there are many rumors about him, none of them is true.I can assure you of
that.And ...according to my observations, he is very concerned about you and your feelings.Why don't
you...consider giving him a chance?"
Sharon shook her head gently.
"It's impossible between him and me."
Giana let out a sigh and smiled, "Then forget what I said.Let's forget about it."
Sharon replied with a smile, "Alright."
When they went out, Ruben was the only one left in the living room.
Sharon looked around and asked, "Where are they?"
"Gone."
"They left together?"
"Yes."
Ruben nodded.
Giana whispered, "They didn't go down to fight, did they?"
Hearing this, Sharon immediately ran out without thinking it through.
Looking at her from behind, Ruben frowned.
He was going to say something, but he didn't.
At this time, he heard a soft female voice beside him, "What did you say to Jameson?"
Ruben subconsciously looked at Giana, then he looked away, "Nothing."
Giana did not believe, "Then how come he directly left?"
"I said that he is not welcome here.If he leaves by himself, he can at least retain some dignity."
Giana looked incredulous, "Did you really say that?"
Sensing her admiring gaze, Ruben began to feel a little embarrassed.
He raised his hand and touched his neck, "That's pretty much what I said."
That would be amazing! Giana patted him on the shoulder and praised him generously, "Good for you,
Ruben.
Your courage is commendable.
You have both guts and wisdom.
Ruben went speechless.
When Sharon rushed downstairs, she didn't see Trey or Jameson after looking around.
She let out a sigh of relief.
It would be good as long as they didn't fight.
Sharon shivered in a gust of wind.
Only then did she realize that she had forgotten her coat when coming down in a hurry.
She rubbed her arms with hands.
Just as she was about to turn around, she felt something on her shoulders.
A warm coat.
Sharon turned around and looked at the man in front of her.
She was in a daze, "Didn't you leave?"
Jameson gazed at her.
Instead of answering her, he asked, "What are you doing down here?"
"I..."
Sharon thought for a moment and said, "I came down for Trey."
"Then you'll be disappointed to know that he's already gone.
"Well."
After a moment of silence, Sharon asked, "What did Ruben say to you?"
Jameson replied, "What do you want him to say to me?"
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