Seeing this, Sharon guessed that Jameson must have warned the nurse not to let her use the phone.
"Forget it.Thank you." she said.
Sharon lay on the bed and closed her eyes.
Outside the ward, Jacob asked, "Mr.Proctor, aren't you going in?"
Jameson withdrew his gaze and said coldly, "What am I doing in there? Hearing her scold me?"
Jacob whispered, "Mrs.Proctor is just being angry.When she feels better, you can..."
Jameson ignored his advice and asked, "Who was here today?"
"Master Proctor, Mr.Proctor, and Miss Beale were here, but none of them was allowed to come in.''
Ever since Sharon's operation was completed, they had sent people to take over the hospital.
The Proctors were shut out of the door.
Master Proctor was extremely angry when he was stopped outside.
However, he couldn't lose his temper here because the hospital was a public place.
He could only go back after being rejected.
Jameson sat on a chair outside the ward and said indifferently, "He must be eager to know what's
going on here right now."
"Don't worry, Mr.Proctor.I've dealt with it."
But Jameson said, "Tip him off and ruin his hope for good."
"Copy that."
However, Master Proctor was a paranoid person, and he might not believe it.
They still needed to be fully prepared.
As soon as Jacob left, Jameson received a phone call from his subordinate, "Mr.Proctor, someone has
barged in..."
Jameson was not surprised, "I see."
Then a burst of quick footsteps came from the corridor.
The next second, Martin appeared in front of him.
Seeing Jameson, Martin strode forward and punched him in the face with red eyes, "Jameson, why
didn't you take care of Sharon?"
Jameson did not show any emotions.
He only raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked up at Martin.
"You are no better than me.’'
Martin laughed with anger, "Yes, it's my fault.If I had cared more about her back then, she wouldn't
have married you and suffered any of those things!"
Tiffany, who had followed Martin all the way, finally caught up with him.
She had no idea about how to deal with them.
She whispered, "Why don't you go somewhere else? Sharon can hear you clearly inside."
Hearing this, Martin had calmed down a little bit.
He took a deep breath, ignored Jameson and looked inside the ward.
Sharon didn't move, as if she had fallen asleep.
Tiffany opened the door and walked in.
She stood beside her bed and said, "Sharon."
Hearing Tiffany's voice, Sharon opened her eyes.
Tiffany went to the window and sat beside Sharon's bed.
Looking at Sharon's pale face, Tiffany couldn't say a word of comfort and was about to cry.
Sharon smiled at her, "Why are you crying? I'm fine.I'll be discharged in a few days."
Tiffany sniffed and wiped away the tears.
"I see.You should have a good rest.I'll stay here with you."
"Thanks.Who told you where I am?" Sharon asked.
"I couldn't get in touch with you, and I didn't know what to do.I went to see Martin.He brought me
here..."
Sharon paused, "Where's Ruben? Does he know about it?"
"Don't worry, I didn't tell him anything."
"Tiffany, thank Martin for me.I want to sleep now."
"Alright."
Martin was standing at the door, so he also heard what Sharon said.
He nodded at Tiffany and closed the door for them.
Outside the door, Jameson was still sitting there.
He seemed to have no intention of leaving.
Martin looked at Jameson and lowered his voice, "Since you're getting married, I hope you won't
disturb Sharon's life anymore."
As he spoke, he laughed self-deprecatingly, "Me too."
This also explained why he was only standing at the door today.
He knew that there wasn't any chance between Sharon and him.
He could not take another step, nor did he dare to have any wild wish.
After saying that, Martin left without casting another glance at Jameson.
Jameson pursed his lips and slowly clenched his fists on his knees.
In the ward.
After sitting for a while, Tiffany knew that Sharon wasn't asleep.
She whispered, "Sharon, do you want some water?"
After a few seconds, Sharon replied, "No."
"Well, are you hungry? I'll go ask the doctor and see what you can eat."
Sharon slowly opened her eyes, "Tiffany.'
Tiffany approached, "What?"
Sharon said calmly, "I'm fine.You can go back."
"I'd better keep you company.Now that you're not feeling well, I can't be at ease if I go back."
Sharon smiled and looked at her, "I'm really fine.I can be discharged in a few days."
Regardless of what Sharon said, Tiffany firmly disagreed to leave.
In the end, Sharon gave up and said, "Tiffany, go check Bridger in the ICU for me."
"Bridger?"
Tiffany recalled this name and said in surprise, "He is the one who helped Rita..."
Sharon nodded, "He intended to kidnap me this time, but he didn't expect that he would save me in the
end."
Since Evie was going to kill Sharon, she must had done something else other than breaking the brake.
Even if Sharon really went down that path, she didn't know what else she would encounter.
Tiffany thought for a moment and said, "Alright, I'll be right back."
She planned to ask the doctor about Sharon's condition.
After Tiffany left, Sharon sat up.
She put her hand on her stomach and aimlessly looked out of the window.
It seemed that the temperature had started to drop, and it was drizzling outside.
The ward was also airless.
After a while, the door was pushed open.
Sharon thought that Tiffany had returned.
She turned around and was about to speak when she saw Jameson standing at the door.
She smiled out of anger, "Well, has Mr.Proctor made your mind?"
Jameson looked at her quietly and closed the door without saying a word.
Sharon withdrew her gaze and looked ahead.
Jameson stood beside her bed and said slowly, "Sharon, I hope you know that this child was not lost
because of me.I warned you not to trust anyone from the Proctor family."
"I know.This is the consequences you said I need to bear myself, right?" Sharon was very calm.
"I've lost my child.You don't need to mock me anymore."
Jameson was hurt by her words.
He took a deep breath and said, "Do you have to talk to me like this?"
Sharon looked at him and found it funny, "You can leave if you don't want to hear it."
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