Ex-husbands love novel (Sharon and Fameson)

By the time Sharon Allyson got back, it was almost twelve o'clock and the little one was asleep.

Paisley Gregory yawned, "Seriously? You're so late on your first day"

Sharon Allyson said, "There was a delay. It won't happen tomorrow"

"Fine. My husband called me about something that happened with your company"

Paisley Gregory took her things, "I'll leave then and come back tomorrow."

When Paisley Gregory left, Sharon Allyson went into the bedroom and looked at the sleeping little one, feeling instant relief from her irritation.

At that moment, Tiffany came over from next door, "Sharon, you're back"

Sharon Allyson nodded, "You're still awake."

"I just went back and took a shower"

Tiffany sat down on the couch, "Paisley Gregory is such a chatterbox, but she's still very good with kids. After you left this morning, the little one kept crying, and Paisley Gregory coaxed him for a long time without getting impatient at all."

At that, Sharon Allyson was stunned and couldn't help but look at the little one in the bedroom, "Did he cry?"

Tiffany then realized she had said the wrong thing, "Actually, no. Maybe he was just a little uncomfortable when you first left, but he got better after a while. He didn't cry much."

Sharon Allyson didn't say anything, but after a moment of silence, she said, "Daniel's not back yet?"

Tiffany leaned back on the couch, "He called me about half an hour ago and said he'd be here tomorrow morning. It's a good thing he's not coming.I can relax for a few days." Sharon Allyson laughed lightly, "You really think so?"

"Well...of course, you don't even know how stressed I am with him watching me every day. It's like being a prisoner"

Sharon Allyson sat next to her, "What's going on with you guys now?"

So much had happened in the past few days that she didn't have time to ask carefully.

Tiffany sighed, "He told me to have the baby and that he would take good care of me.Well, I guess that's it for now.I'll give birth first. And who knows, maybe I'll do the same as you, give birth to the baby and raise it myself, with him or without him."

The last time she was in the hospital, she had already thought very clearly. She could not abort the child.

Especially after seeing Sharon Allyson's little one crawling all over the place in the past few days, she was looking forward to the arrival of this child.

She knew Daniel was a non-marital, and she never intended to ask him to do anything, but he did give her a chance to make up her mind.

Sharon Allyson said, "Have you thought about it?"

Tiffany nodded, "Yes. It's not uncommon to be single with a child now. Instead of tying two people who don't love each other together because of the kids, it's better to live your own life, and if he wants to see the kid, he can live with him for a while.I think this is good."

Tiffany got up, "Well, it's getting late, I'm going back to bed. You get some rest too."

"Okay, good night."

After Tiffany left, Sharon Allyson sat on the sofa for a while, got up and was about to take a shower when the doorbell rang.

She thought Tiffany forgot something and opened the door, but saw Jameson Proctor standing outside.

Sharon Allyson blocked the doorway and didn't let him in, "The baby's asleep.If you want to see him, come tomorrow"

Jameson Proctor put one hand in his pants pocket, "I know, I'm not here to see him. I'm here to..."

Before the words were out of his mouth, Sharon Allyson had reached for the door.

Jameson Proctor reached out to hold it, "I'm not done talking."

Jameson Proctor casually ruffled his wet black hair and spoke slowly, "Lend me your hairdryer"

"I don't have one."

Jameson Proctor said, "I don't believe you unless you let me in."

Sharon Allyson was unmoved, "You have two houses and not even a hairdryer?"

Jameson Proctor said, "Unfortunately, they're both broken."

"Then you're a pretty unlucky guy"

Jameson Proctor, "..."

He said, "Aren't neighbours supposed to help each other?"

"Well, how would I know if you're going to return it?"

Jameson Proctor's temples jumped, "I will' Sharon Allyson looked unchanged, "You don't have any credibility."

Jameson Proctor was worn out, "Then how can I sleep?"

"The wind is blowing downstairs. You go down and sit for half an hour and your hair will be dry."

After the words, she shut the door.

Jameson Proctor went back next door.

He went into the bathroom, took out the hairdryer, turned it on, and then suddenly thought of something. He destroyed the circuitry inside and went to take a cold shower.

The next day at noon, Sharon Allyson received a call from Jacob Green.

"Ms.Allyson, Mr.Proctor hasn't come to the office yet and I can't reach him, do you know where he is?"

"How should I know?"

Jacob Green said, "Mr.Proctor has never disappeared for no reason like this. I'm afraid something has happened to him ...."

Sharon Allyson's tone was light, "If you're not sure, you can go to his house and check."

"There is a meeting in ten minutes.I have to cover for him.I really can not leave."

Sharon Allyson, "Ok."

Jacob Green coughed and said melancholy, "Mr.Proctor was released from the hospital before he was healed, and there are so many things going on these days.I don't know if his body can still hold up.If he fainted in some place no one knows ..."

Sharon Allyson interrupted him, "Don't you have a meeting in ten minutes? Do you not have to prepare for it?"

"...Okay, Ms.Allyson bye."

After hanging up the phone, Sharon Allyson put down the phone and looked at the design in front of her, but the brush was not moving.

After a few minutes, she let out a breath and got up with her things.

The assistant came in just in time to deliver the files, "Ms.Allyson, are you going out?"

Sharon Allyson nodded, "Let me handle these when I get back and call me if you need anything."

"Okay."

Leaving the Beale Group, Sharon Allyson went straight back to the house she had rented. She stood at Jameson Proctor's door and rang the doorbell for a while, but no one answered the door. Sharon Allyson looked at the combination lock, hesitated, and tried the code from her previous apartment.

Two seconds later, the lock opened.

It was their wedding anniversary.

Sharon Allyson entered the house, the curtains were drawn all around, and there was no sound at all. She spoke in a whisper, "Jameson Proctor?"

She was answered by silence.

Sharon Allyson opened the curtains to ventilate the room and knocked on the bedroom door, finally hearing a faint sound.

She pushed the door open and saw Jameson Proctor sleeping on the bed, his forehead covered in sweat and his brow furrowed.