Charlotte and Mary has not returned all afternoon.
As Sharon gradually learned, she wasn't as overwhelmed as she had been in the morning about taking
care of the child.
The little fellow was actually sleeping most of the time.
When he woke up, Sharon would either had some time with him with the toys or let Jameson prepare
the formula.
Although Jameson's face was cold and he almost wrote down his unwillingness on his face, he
strangely didn't refuse to help.
The afternoon sun shone on his face, and Sharon suddenly had an illusion.
It was as if they were a family of three, as if everything was natural...
After noticing her gaze, Jameson looked over and said, "What's wrong?"
Sharon pursed her lips and stood up.
"Please look after the child, Mr.Proctor.I'll go out for a while."
Without waiting for him to agree, Sharon quickly walked out of the courtyard.
After walking along the long street for a few minutes, Sharon arrived at the place where she and
Jameson took a boat trip to the lake.
She stood under the shade of the tree and looked into the distance with a calm expression.
It was hard to know what she was thinking.
Not long after, footsteps came from behind her, and a slender and tall figure stood beside her.
Sharon took a deep breath and said, "What did Mr.Proctor come out for? You should look after the child
now."
"He's asleep.I do not need to be with him.He can't run."
Jameson turned to look at her, "If I don't come out, you'll be the one running."
Sharon looked down, "I just came out to get some air."
After saying that, she looked at Jameson and said, "Mr.Proctor, can you leave me alone for a while? I
don't want to see you right now.’ Jameson said coldly, "Then when do you want to see me?"
Sharon didn't know how to retort.
He was right.
However, right now, she felt unhappy and stuffy, and it was annoying to see him.
"I'm serious,’ Sharon said with a solemn expression.
"I just want to be alone right now."
At this time, the people on the boat below asked them in a dialect if they wanted to board.
Sharon replied.
After walking down two steps, she looked at Jameson and reminded him, "Don't follow me.Just do your
good deed for the day."
Jameson stood there without words.
Jameson slowly withdrew his gaze when Sharon's boat swayed far away until he could no longer see
her figure.
Jacob suddenly appeared and whispered, "Mr.Proctor, do you want to follow the boat?"
Jameson said indifferently, "No."
He knew what Sharon was thinking.
Jameson turned around and looked at Jacob, "Didn't I tell you to stay inside? Why are you here?"
"Charlotte and Mary are back,’ Jacob said.
After a while, Jacob answered the phone and said, "Mr.Proctor, everything is arranged.Do we still
follow the plan?"
Jameson looked into the distance and said in a gentle tone, "Let them deal with it cleanly.I won't go."
"OK."
Jacob answered and left.
The reason Mr.Proctor came to the South City this time was to personally deal with Erica.
They just didn't expect to meet Mrs.Proctor here.
It seemed that Mr.Proctor had changed his mind.
On the boat.
Sharon looked into the distance aimlessly with a sluggish expression.
If her child was still alive, he should be three to four months old.
He would probably be like Mary's grandson, lying in the cradle without worries.
He would smile while she appeared and would cry as soon as he saw Jameson.
Sharon crossed her arms around her knees, filling her head with variety notions.
After a while, the sun gradually set, the sky gradually darkened, and the cold wind blew.
Sharon could not help but sneeze a few times and then said to the boatman, "Please turn around and
go back."
"OK!"
The boatman held his oar and chatted with her, "Miss, this is the second time you've come to visit
here."
Sharon nodded, "I also took your boat last time."
"No wonder I think you look familiar.I remember that you came with your husband last time.A few
months ago, I recommended a few tourist attractions for him.How was it? Did you enjoy there? The
Matchmaker Temple is very famous.As long as you're a couple who have been there, you can get
together for a long time."
Sharon was stunned for a moment, and she didn't answer.
No wonder Jameson took her to such a distant place to eat across half the city at that time.
So it was because of this? By the time the boat landed, the sky was already covered in a layer of grey.
Sharon was thinking about other things when she got off the ship, so did not notice the step.
She missed her step.
At this moment, a warm palm firmly supported her.
After Sharon stood up, she was silent for a few seconds before asking, "Has Mr.Proctor been waiting
here all this time?"
"Well, if you want to throw yourself into the lake, I can catch you faster."
Sharon gritted her teeth and resisted the urge to step on him.
She did not look back and walked up the stairs before leaving.
Jameson followed and asked slowly, "Are you happier now?"
"I'm not in a good mood when I see Mr.Proctor."
"Then overcome it, or close your eyes."
Sharon was lost for words.
Sharon felt that she was so kind that she hadn't eaten him alive.
Just as she walked to Charlotte's door and was about to enter, Jameson grabbed her wrist and said,
"I'll take you somewhere."
Sharon paused for a moment and deliberately said, "Could it be the Matchmaker Temple?"
"If you want to, I'm fine."
"I don't want to!"
Sharon gritted her teeth.
Jameson's thin lips curled up as he pulled her into the black Maybach that was parked beside him.
After about twenty minutes, the car stopped at the dock.
On the surface of the sea, there was a cruise ship slowly leaving the dock.
Sharon turned to look at Jameson, slightly puzzled.
Jameson held the steering wheel with one hand and tapped lightly with his long finger, "Erica is on this
ship.’
After a while, Sharon gave no other response but an "OK".
Jameson looked at the cruise ship and slowly said, "Sharon, they owe you something, and I will get
them back one by one."
Sharon was very calm.
"Even so, it can't change the outcome."
"No one knows what the outcome will be until the end."
Sharon turned around and felt that the words meant more than he said.
But from what he said, he wouldn't tell her.
After the cruise ship sailed far away, Jameson withdrew his gaze and started the car to leave.
On the way back, Sharon leaned against the car window and stared blankly at the light outside.
Just as she sighed countless times, she raised her head again and found that the car was parked at
the entrance of the old street of the Matchmaker Temple.
Sharon's eyes widened in disbelief as she looked at Jameson beside her, "Mr.Proctor, you..."
Jameson said calmly, "Didn't you want to come?"
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