Jameson's face clouded over.
His voice seemed to have squeezed out from between his teeth, "Sharon, don't go too far.’
Sharon took a step back and handed him the challenging task, "Then you change the diaper for him.I'll
throw it away."
Jameson glanced at the baby who was randomly kicking on the sofa with something sticking to his
buttocks.
He closed his eyes and tried to calm down.
He reached out to receive the diaper that Sharon had handed him and went to the trashcan to throw it
away.
Sharon's voice came from the room, "Mr.Proctor, please find a basin for me to get some hot water.’
After saying that, Sharon started to find baby wipes and clean diaper on the table.
After two minutes, Jameson came in with a small basin and placed it on the table in front of her.
After Sharon dipped the baby wipes in hot water, she lifted the little fellow's leg and began to wipe his
butt.
When she handed over the used wipes, Jameson had put the trashcan next to her feet.
Seeing this, Sharon couldn't help but curl her lips.
While wiping the little fellow's butt, Sharon tossed the diaper to Jameson, "Don't just stand there.Check
out how to use this."
Jameson raised his hand and caught the thing in his arms.
He lowered his head to look, and his thin lips were almost pursed into a straight line.
Jameson took a deep breath.
After a few seconds, he took out his phone from his trousers pocket.
He quickly tapped his long finger on the screen a few times before frowning and flipping through it
seriously.
Very quickly, Sharon finishing wiping the little fellow's butt and turned around to ask, "Mr.Proctor, have
you found out?"
Jameson threw his phone aside and took a step forward with his long legs, "Get out of the way."
It seemed that Jameson wanted to do it himself; Sharon quickly made room for him.
It had to be said that Jameson was very clever.
Even the matter of changing diaper, he could finish it after checking on the phone.
Although he was not familiar with this, it was finally completed.
After Jameson finished changing the diaper, Sharon went to put on the pants for the little fellow.
After everything was settled, Sharon hugged the little fellow in her arms.
Then, she looked at Jameson and casually asked, "Mr.Proctor, do you want to hug him?"
Jameson rejected coldly, "No."
"Well, I have to trouble you to make the milk for him.He just emptied his stomach.He's probably
hungry.’ Sharon said again, "Mary said just now that we need to use warm water to for the formula.50
ml is enough.I believe that this small matter shouldn't be difficult for Mr.Proctor.’
Jameson didn't know what to say.
The corners of Sharon's lips curled up, and her smile was charming and dazzling.
At this moment, the sunlight broke through the clouds and faintly shone onto the ground.
There was a corner of the courtyard that they could enjoy the sunshine.
"Thank you, Mr.Proctor.We'll wait for you outside’’ Sharon said.
As Sharon spoke, she didn't give Jameson any chance to refuse.
She carried the little fellow to the courtyard, put him in the cradle, and pushed him into the sunlight.
The little fellow also seemed to like this kind of weather.
He waved his hand incessantly in the air and kicked with his feet happily.
Sharon gently touched his little face and smiled.
However, this child was really young.
He should be just a month old.
Not long after, Jameson brought over a bottle with a straight face.
After Sharon took it, she smiled sweetly and said, "Thank you, Mr.Proctor."
Jameson lightly sneered, but his gaze stopped on her face, not willing to move away.
When Sharon noticed his burning gaze, she felt slightly uncomfortable.
She used the reason of feeding the little fellow to quickly turn around.
The little fellow should be extremely hungry.
He held onto the bottle and drank.
Not long after, he finished his milk.
Just as Sharon was wiping the milk stains on his face, Jameson's voice came from behind her, "Have
you decided on a name for him?"
"Not yet,’’ Sharon said.
"Mr.Proctor, do you have any suggestions?"
"This is your mission, not mine." Sharon put the bottle aside.
"Then you have to give me some time to think.I'm not the machine that could think of names
immediately.’ Jameson said, "Well, you're good at cursing."
Sharon turned her head and glared at him.
Just as she was about to speak, Jameson took the initiative to take the bottle she had placed beside
her and quickly walked into the kitchen.
Why would she curse? Wasn't it because the jerk always annoyed her? Besides, could she be
compared with him? It was noon when Charlotte and Mary came back.
Mary took her things and was just about to go home when Sharon stopped her and said, "Mary, aren't
you taking the child with you?"
Mary patted her forehead and said, "Thanks to your reminding, I almost forgot.The child..."
As she spoke, she turned her gaze to Charlotte for help.
Charlotte said indifferently, "It's not convenient for Mary to take care of the child by herself.It's good that
you guys are here.You could help her to take care of the baby."
After she finished speaking, she looked at Mary and said, "You can eat here to avoid the chores at
home.’ Hearing this, Mary nodded repeatedly and followed Charlotte into the kitchen.Mary said to
Sharon and Jameson, "Thanks for helping.’
Sharon smiled and said, "You're welcome.Anyway, I'm free."
At noon, Charlotte cooked the dishes that Sharon loved.
After dinner, Charlotte said, "Sharon, I have something to do with Mary.You and Jameson please take
care of the child."
Sharon nodded, "Alright."
Not long after they left, Jacob appeared at the door.
"Mr.Proctor, Ms.Allyson."
Sharon looked over and found that Jacob was holding her suitcase.
Sharon was surprised.
Jameson said, "Put it down."
"OK."
After Jacob answered, he hurriedly left, afraid that Sharon would get angry.
Sharon tried to calm down and looked at Jameson, "Mr.Proctor, can you give me a reasonable
explanation?"
Jameson said without changing his expression, "Have you seen anyone who stays at a hotel when he
goes home?"
"This is your home, not mine,’ Sharon corrected.
Jameson looked at her, "My home is yours."
Sharon opened her mouth, and for a moment, she was stuck for words.
Forget it; she couldn't win him in an argument.
Jameson looked at the little fellow in the cradle.
"Don't you like him quite a bit? Are you willing to leave him and go back to the hotel alone?"
"Even if I like him, he's not mine,’ Sharon said calmly.
"If you really like him, we can sneak him away."
"Please don't be silly, Mr.Proctor." Sharon said angrily.
Jameson raised his eyebrows, "Are you sure you don't want him?"
"Mr.Proctor, what a crazy idea.Perhaps I will be able to visit you in prison soon."
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