Once back home, Sharon Allyson had to call Jameson "hubby" for the rest of the night, as Jameson
had a hold on her.
She was so disgusted that she wanted to kill him.
Having rested at home for a week, Sharon Allyson finally decided to see a psychiatrist.
If she really got mental illness, be it anxiety disorder or something else, she was supposed to get it
treated properly; or else, there was no telling when she would get hysterical like before.
The night before the decision was made, Sharon Allyson talked to Jameson Proctor about it.
On hearing this, Jameson Proctor frowned slightly and said after a few seconds of silence, "If you feel
that your emotions have not been relieved, let me get someone to mind the business in the company
beforehand and then go on a tour with you.But I definitely suggest AGAINST seeing a doctor."
Sharon Allyson said seriously, "I'm really sick.Emotional relief or sightseeing won't help, I suppose"
Jameson Proctor did not seem to be satisfied with her statement, "You're not sick.You're just
overthinking it and getting yourself extremely overwhelmed."
"Overthinking is also a disease."
Sharon Allyson said, "If I didn't overthink it, I wouldn't have always felt that my child was alive and right
in front of me.It's precisely this overthinking that has me obsess with the illusion."
Jameson Proctor, "......"
His lips were taut and no sound came out.
Sharon Allyson continued, "And you're an active cause of my illness."
Jameson Proctor pressed his tongue tip against his teeth, rolled his Adam's apple, and looked her in
the eye, saying slowly, "Huh?"
"If you weren't always mentioning taking the baby away, I wouldn't keep thinking that way."
"So you want the baby taken away?"
Sharon Allyson stared at him with little expression, "Look, here we go again..."
Jameson Proctor gave a low chuckle and grabbed her shoulder with his palm, "It's not a disease,
Sharon.It's fully understandable that you want a child so badly."
"I didn't want it that badly, I just..."
"You're wanting it"
Sharon Allyson, "......”
Jameson Proctor clasped his hand on the back of her head and pressed his thin lips against hers, "You
don't have to see a psychiatrist for this.Let me cure you this instant."
Sharon Allyson covered her lips and said, "I'm serious!"
"I'm doing serious business with you, too."
Jameson Proctor brushed her hand off and kissed her fingers, "Listen up, whether you want a baby or
like that little bast**d, I can bring him over for you."
Sharon Allyson suddenly felt a little tired, "I told you to stop giving me that illusion."
"What illusion?"
"You obviously don't like kids, but why do you keep taking me to an unrelated...?"
Jameson Proctor interrupted her, "It's true, I don't like kids.But I like you"
Sharon Allyson probably did not expect him to answer this way.
She was shocked.
Jameson Proctor gazed at her and said slowly, "Be it kids or something else, whatever you like is
always welcome to me."
Sharon Allyson looked into his eyes but saw no hint of lies or deceit in them.He cast a calm, pure gaze.
She felt convinced.
Without waiting for her to speak again, Jameson Proctor's kiss fell anew...
As Jameson Proctor was getting up to reach for something on the nightstand, Sharon Allyson pulled
him back, "Don't use that anymore."
Jameson Proctor's voice trailed off, "Huh?"
"Didn't you just say...wanting a kid?"
Back when they made out at Costspool, he didn't use any condom either.
But it seemed that Sharon failed to conceive.
Jameson Proctor paused for a few seconds, thinking about something.
Seeing this, Sharon Allyson turned around and said, "Forget it if you don't want to"
Jameson Proctor leaned over and hugged her, his voice husky for a few moments, "Why not?"
Although things were escalating, there were more and more people ready to protect her.
Even if she got pregnant, she would be safe and sound.
It was still over ten months away from the birth.
He could settle everything during such a long period.
After a night of tossing and turning, Sharon Allyson woke up the next day and found it was already
noon.
She was already dissuaded to see a psychiatrist.
‘What doesn't kill you makes you stronger, 'thought she.
But days of rest made her more and more restless.
She couldn't just stay at home anymore, so she went to the studio after lunch.She had just sat down at
her desk when Tiffany Momon walked in, "Sharon, why don't you take more days off?"
Sharon Allyson answered, "I think I'm fine now.If I keep lying flat and allowing time to unwind, I'm afraid
my limb muscles will deteriorate"
Across from her sat Tiffany Momon, who was leaning over the desk, saying, "By the way, Martin Morton
came by yesterday.But when told that you were sick, he left without a word."
Sharon Allyson paused, "Did he ......say anything about his father before that?"
"l inquired, only to be told his father was okay.Judging by his expression, however, it's not like that his
father was okay.But I was reluctant to press him, so that's all what he said."
Sharon Allyson nodded gently, "No news is good news."
Although there was nothing secret between her and Martin Morton, the Morton family never liked her
for the sake of Erica Proctor.
What Aylin Morton had done felt like a thorn in her heart.
So long had passed, but she still couldn't get over with it.
There was no point visiting them, as it served as nothing but an embarrassment for both sides.
Sharon Allyson withdrew her thoughts and said, "Have you rent a room yet?"
Tiffany Momon answered, "Yes, but I was afraid that despicable Asher Lawson would jump on me
again, so I rent one a little further away"
"Asher Lawson hasn't come looking for you again these days, has he?"
"No, not at all.Finally, he gives up! I should really go to the temple this New Year to burn incense and
thank the gods for their blessings!"
Sharon Allyson smiled, "That's good to know.If you run into such things again, don't forget to call me."
Tiffany Momon added, "What about you? Did you see a psychiatrist yet?"
Sharon Allyson shook her head, "No, I didn't.Perhaps it's because too much has happened recently
and I'm too stressed out.I should be okay when I relax a bit."
Tiffany Momon agreed, "I feel the same way.If I were you, I would have been dumbfounded by what
happened, but you actually had the audacity to face the formidable enemy.You are a worthy heroine
indeed!"
Sharon Allyson, "......Don't you flatter me so much!"
Tiffany Momon laughed, "That's what I mean anyway.Now that it's all over, we'll be more comfortable in
the future.But ......then again, has Natalia Beale been found yet?"
"No"
"She's so good at hiding, isn't she? Where on earth is she hiding?"
Since last time Natalia Beale left Sofia Berry's house, there had been no news about her.
She was likely to have hidden somewhere no one would expect.
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