Sharon did not realize when she had fallen asleep, but when she woke up, she found that it was
already dark outside.
When she was about to turn around her stiff neck after sitting up, she suddenly heard a cracking
sound.
As Sharon rubbed her neck, she opened the office door and walked out, "Ruben, can you give me the
medicine kit? It seems that I hurt my neck."
Before Sharon finished her sentence, she saw aman sitting on the sofa.
In an instant, she felt not only her neck hurt but also her head.
Jameson gently looked up at her and greeted, "Hil"
"What are you doing here, Mr.Proctor?" Sharon asked.
Jameson glanced at the gift box on the table and said, "I saw that you liked the photos last time.So, I
got a copy one.Here's the original photos."
"Thank you.But you don't have to."
How could he tell that she liked it? Jameson stood up and slowly approached her.
"I remember someone told me that if a woman said no, it meant she wanted it.So, I should find
whoever said this to me."
Sharon sneered, "Maybe it's Sheila or Miss Beale.I didn't say that anyway."
Jameson stopped and looked at her with an unhappy expression.
Sharon ignored him and went to the grocery room to look for the medicine kit.
However, what she did not expect was that the medical kit was placed on the upper shelf.
As her neck was twisted, she could not get it even after tiptoeing a few times.
Just as Sharon was about to go get a chair, a slender hand rested beside her, while the other hand
passed over her head and easily took the medical kit down.
Sharon turned around and leaned against the shelf behind her.
Why did this jerk get so close to her when he took it down? Seeing this, Jameson raised his eyebrows
and said, "What are you afraid of?"
"Who...Who is afraid?"
Sharon didn't want to talking nonsense with him.
After snatching the medical kit from his hand, she went back to her office and locked the door directly,
not giving him any chance.
She took off her coat and tilted her neck.
Then she sprayed some medicine on it.
She pulled the turtleneck sweater down.
Just as she was about to knead it, she felt it hurt even more when she raised her hand.
Not only did it not alleviate the pain, it also aggravated the pain.
Just as Sharon felt annoyed, there was a knock at the door.
Then, the jerk's voice sounded unhurriedly, "Do you need help?"
"No!"
"OK then, I'm leaving."
‘Jerk, get lost!’ she thought.
After sitting alone and sulking for a while, Sharon put the medicine back.
Then she took her coat and stood up.
She was going to see a doctor.
But as soon as she opened the door, she saw the man who should have left.
He leaned against the wall beside her, looking at her casually.
"Why are you still here?" Sharon asked reluctantly.
Jameson said without changing his expression, "Didn't you ask me to stay?"
"When did I..."
Sharon understood what he meant.
"Did you hear my thoughts again, Mr.Proctor?"
"Almost.’ Jameson held her wrist tightly.
Then he pulled her into the office and pressed her down on the chair.
He took out the medicine again and leaned on the desk.
"Why can't you handle such a small piece of cake? What else can you do other than cursing me?"
Sharon said, "It depends.My potential will be aroused differently by different people I meet."
Jameson snorted and pulled down the collar of her sweater.
Seeing this, Sharon retreated reflectively.
Jameson grabbed the armrest and pulled the chair back easily, "Don't overreact.Save your strength."
As he spoke, he pulled down her collar again and sprayed the medicine on her neck.
The chill caused Sharon to frown.
Just as she was about to speak, Jameson had rubbed her neck gently.
His action was domineering and could not be rejected.
After a while, Jameson said, "Did you go back today?"
He didn't mention the place, but it was quite clear.
Sharon pursed her lips.She did not say anything.
Jameson continued, "I asked you before that if you wanted, we could sneak him away.but there's no
chance now."
Sharon still ignored him.
"There's still a solution.I can work harder and give you another one."
"Can you shut up?"
Sharon said through gritted teeth.
Jameson's hands stopped.
He stroked her neck with his big palm and slightly leaned over.
His eyes were dark and calm.
He asserted, "I'm serious.You can think about it."
"Didn't Mr.Proctor say that you wouldn't consider having a child within two years?"
Sharon mocked, "You just want to sleep with me.Stop looking for such a high-sounding excuse."
Jameson licked his thin lips as he retreated a little.
Then he sprayed some more medicine and continued to rub her neck, "But you will never agree with
the reasons I give."
Sharon had nothing to say.
‘This jerk finally admits his dirty thoughts, she thought.
Jameson whispered, "Sharon, I just dealt with problem of Erica.The Proctor family and the Rowland
family are looking for my mistakes and weaknesses.Wait for a while! I promise I will give you a child."
With what Jameson said just now as a foreshadowing, no matter what he said now, Sharon felt that
they were all his excuses to achieve the goal.
It was as if he had told her before that he could have given her a child in two years.
Sharon patted on his hands impatiently in order to get them off her, "Even if I want to have a child, I
don't need your help."
‘‘It seems that he thinks he is the only man in the world” she thought.
Sure enough, Jameson's expression instantly turned cold, "Then whose help do you want? Trey?"
Sharon deliberately replied, "I can find whoever doesn't need me to wait for two years."
Jameson's dark eyes narrowed slightly.
His hand that was rubbing her neck moved down a few inches without any sign.
Sharon reacted very quickly.
She retreated abruptly and put her hands on her chest in an instant.
She bluntly scolded, "Are you a bast*rd?"
Jameson sneered, "If I am a bast*rd, do you think you can still sit here and scold me? You should have
been lying on the bed and crying long ago.’’
Sharon was lost for words.
She felt that if she said one more word to him, she would die of anger here today.
Sharon took the coat which had been thrown to the side.
After taking two steps out angrily, she took a deep breath and said, "Mr.Proctor, you can leave now.I'm
going to lock the door."
Only then did Jameson slowly stand upright.
He put down the medicine bottle and slowly walked out of the office.
He looked down at his watch and said, "I'm hungry.Let's grab a bite."
"I'm not hungry.Mr.Proctor, enjoy yourself."
As soon as Sharon finished speaking, her stomach rumbled untimely.
It suddenly occurred to her that she hadn't even drunk a single mouthful of water since last night.
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