Chapter 134: What Does She Have to Do with Me?

After dinner, Sharon was just about to return to her room when Jeffery said, "Sharon, let's take a walk
in the garden, shall we?"

Sharon paused for a moment before nodding, "Alright."

At this time, the sky was not completely dark.

The entire sky looked gray with black clouds.The air was extremely heavy, suggesting a storm at night.

Just as she was looking into the distance, Jeffery's voice sounded, "You're not used to living here, are
you?"

Sharon took her gaze down and pursed her lips, not denying it.

Jeffery said, "My father is very stubborn.It'll take some time to persuade him.Sharon, I'm sorry you will
have to put up with it for a while."

Sharon said, "Thank you."

"You're welcome.I understand how it feels to be trapped in one place, unable to get out."

Jeffery looked at the dark sky, "But don't worry too much.Jameson won't leave you behind."

"He doesn't care about me."

Jameson said that once the Proctor family discovered that she was pregnant, she had to bear all the
consequences on her own.

He was right after all.

She was the one who insisted on giving birth to the child, so she should bear any consequence alone.



Jeffery shook his head with a faint smile and slowly said, "Jameson is just moody.He'll be fine
soon.Moreover, he also needs time to arrange other things.Give him some time.’

Sharon looked at Jeffery and suddenly felt a little regretful.

Regardless of temper, personality, or speech, Jeffery was simply too outstanding.

He was practically an impeccable existence.

If he hadn't encountered the accident, his life would be perfect now.

Actually, there were still many girls who liked Jeffery even if he sat in a wheelchair in his life.

However, he couldn't get out of the miserable past.

After a while, Sharon said, "Mr.Proctor, it's going to rain.Let's go back."

Jeffery nodded, "Okay.’

Lying on the bed, Sharon couldn't sleep at all in a completely unfamiliar environment.

The storm arrived as expected.

The rain beat heavily against the window with a dull and dense sound like drums.

In this quiet room, it was incomparably noisy.

What was more upset was that Sharon felt hungry.

She felt so helpless.

She lifted the blanket and sat up.



She looked out of the dark window, lost in thought.

Even so, she couldn't stop the little baby from kicking her in her stomach.

Just as Sharon was hesitating whether to sneak downstairs to find something to eat, a bright white light
flashed through the window.

She was instantly unable to open her eyes.

It was so late and it was raining heavily again.

Who was it? As far as she knew, none of the Proctors had left.

Sharon gave up the idea of going downstairs to find something to eat.

She would have to endure it.

She could ask the kitchen tomorrow if she could have some snacks and fruit.

Sharon pulled the blanket over her head and rubbed her stomach, hoping her little fellow would behave
better.

Not long after, Sharon heard footsteps coming from the corridor, but the footsteps stopped at her door.

Sharon was stunned.

She somehow figured out who that person could be....

She hurriedly got up, wore her slippers and quickly went to open the door.

However, when she saw the people outside, the hope in her heart gradually disappeared.

Natalia looked at her and smiled, "Ms.Allyson."



"Why are you here, Miss Beale?"

Sharon said after a moment.

Natalia lifted the thermos in her hand.

"I thought that you would be easy to get hungry if you were pregnant.It might not be convenient for you
to be here, so I brought you something to eat."

Sharon pursed her lips and didn't pick it up.

Natalia explained, "I was with Aylin when she was pregnant, so I have some basic understanding of
these things."

"Thank you for your kindness, Miss Beale.No need."

Seemingly sensing her thoughts, Natalia said, "Ms.Allyson, I don't mean to steal your child, but ...in that
case, I can only say that to make Mr.Proctor feel relieved.I will not interfere with your decision whether
to keep the child or give it to Jameson after the child is born.’ "Miss Beale, you misunderstood me,’
Sharon said.

Natalia was a little surprised, "Really?"

"No matter what, I am Jameson's ex-wife.To Miss Beale, I am also the woman who has taken your
beloved man away.Miss Beale doesn't need to be so nice to me."

Hearing this, Natalia smiled and said, "Ms.Allyson, I've said that I only believe in the you that I
know.And we are friends.Friends are supposed to help each other, aren't they?"

Sharon pursed her lips and did not say anything.

She was the most afraid of owing Natalia in this world.



Natalia grabbed her hand and handed the thermos to her.

"Take it.I'm here for this."

Natalia added, "If you feel bored here, you can call me.I'll be with you.If you have anything you want,
feel free to tell me.I'll bring it to you.I used to come the Proctor's often.Mr.and Mrs.Proctor won't say
anything."

"Miss Beale...."

"You don't have to thank me.I volunteered to do this."

Natalia smiled at her before leaving.

Sharon lifted the thermos and took a deep breath before turning to her room.

She sat on the sofa and thought for a while before opening the thermos.

However, when she saw what was inside, she was slightly stunned.

After Natalia got into the car, she looked at the man beside her and said, "I've seen Ms.Allyson.She
should be fine.’

"What does she have to do with me?"

Jameson's expression was cold.

Natalia said, "Jameson, you still care about Ms.Allyson in your heart.Otherwise, why would you be
worried that she would be hungry at night and specially send to her...."

Fortunately, she went to look for Jameson tonight.



Otherwise, Jameson would have personally delivered the thermos to Sharon tonight.

Jameson indifferently interrupted her, "I did a favor for someone."

Natalia didn't ask who it was for, but she didn't expect to get any answers that would satisfy her.

Half an hour later, a black Rolls-Royce stopped at the entrance of the Beale's.

Natalia reached out and pushed the door.

After a few seconds, she turned around and said, "Jameson, do you want to go in and see my father?"

Jameson's voice was neither cold nor indifferent, "It's getting late.Your father should have rested.’

Natalia could tell that he was refusing her.

She smiled and said, "Alright.Anyway, we're getting married soon.There will be plenty of chances for
you to meet him again.’

Just as Natalia got off the car, the servants waiting at the door came over with umbrellas.Jameson said
to the driver, "Let's go.’’


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