Chapter 215: Just Cuddle Me

Jameson's dark eyes were deep, and his Adam's apple slightly rolled, "No."

Sharon tilted her head, as if she was thinking about how to be more sincere.

A moment later, she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him again.

She gingerly licked his lips with her tongue.

In an instant, Jameson tightened one of his hands on her waist and held the back of her head with his
other hand, intensifying the kiss.

At first, Sharon wasn't used to it and felt her mouth hurt a little, but considering that today was their
wedding anniversary and she didn't prepare any gifts, it was acceptable that he got angry.

Gradually, she began to kiss him back in a gentle way.

She felt that Jameson seemed to be somewhat different.

He was exceptionally gentle.

It was a kind of tenderness that was intoxicating.

At this moment, the door was suddenly opened.

Trey stared blankly at them as he slowly clenched his fists.

After standing for two seconds, he quickly turned around and left.

As the door was closed, Sharon quickly pushed Jameson away, with her face flushed red.

She stammered, "He saw us..."



"Don't worry."

Jameson held her head and kissed her again.

After a long time, Jameson finally let go of her.

Sharon quietly leaned against his breast, panting slightly.

She grabbed his clothes and asked in a daze, "Shouldn't we go home?"

He met her wet eyes and said in a low, hoarse voice, "What do you want to do when we get home?"

Sharon felt a little shy when he stared at her, so she looked away with her heart racing.

Jameson smiled as he gently rubbed her head, "Not today."

It was enough.

If he continued, it would be worse than anger when Sharon woke up from drunkenness.

He picked her up and whispered, "I'll take you home."

Sharon replied in a soft voice and tightly clutched his shirt.

From Twilight Club to downstairs, Sharon had almost fallen asleep.

Jameson put her in the car and ordered, "Turn the temperature up a little."

"OK."

Jacob answered and said, "Mr.Proctor, Mr.Coe has left."

Jameson didn't pay much attention to it as he put his coat over Sharon and hugged her in his arms.



Jacob coughed and reminded, "Mr.Proctor, what should we do if Mrs.Proctor knows?"

"She won't remember."

Jameson said, "It's impossible for Trey to ask her."

Mr.Proctor was really ruthless.

He actually used such an insidious move to distress his love rival.

"Mr.Proctor, where are we going?" Jacob asked.

Jameson took a deep look at Sharon and said, "Send her back."

"Alright."

Jameson said, "There have been some incidents in the Proctor family recently.Have more people keep
an eye on them."

"What ...incidents?"

"Natalia may be engaged to Jeffery," said Jameson coolly.

Jacob was very surprised, "Does Jeffery agree?"

"Right now, it's not a matter of whether he agrees or not.This marriage is set to stabilize the relationship
between the Proctor family and the Beale family."

Moreover, Talon had proposed this marriage on his own initiative.

Jacob said, "I will ask someone to keep an eye on them and I will continue to investigate the Beale
family."



Jameson did not say anything else and hugged Sharon's shoulder.

He looked calm and no one could figure out what he was thinking.

Tiffany was apply a facial mask at home when she suddenly heard the doorbell ring.

She hurriedly ran to open the door and said, "Sharon, why do you come back so late? Does that jerk..."

She intended to ask whether Jameson made difficulties for Sharon.

Jameson stood at the door with Sharon in his arms and looked at her without any expression.

Tiffany was dumbfounded.

She might lose her life right here, right this moment.

Jameson asked, "Where is her room?"

Tiffany stepped back involuntarily and pointed at Sharon's room.

Jameson strode forward.

When the bedroom door closed, Tiffany took a deep breath and was still startled.

In the bedroom.

Jameson put Sharon on the bed and focused on her for a while.

Just as he was about to leave, she raised her hands and wrapped them around his neck.

She opened her eyes and looked at him, "Am I making you angry again?"

"What?"



Sharon's nose was a little red, and she sounded a little wronged, "Then why are you leaving?"

Jameson said, "Answer one question and I won't leave."

Sharon nodded gently.

"Am I good to you?"

Sharon looked away and had no intention to answer him.

However, he pulled her jaw back and forced her to look at him.

Jameson said, "Answer me."

"Sometimes good ...sometimes bad..."

"Is that more of a good time or a bad time?"

Sharon didn't want to answer again.

Such a jerk! Did he have no idea about it? Why did he keep asking? Jameson said, "Then how can you
forgive me?"

Sharon whispered, "Just cuddle me more."

"Really?"

"Yes."

Sharon looked down again, "But you won't do it, never will.You only know how to scold me and hate
me.I really didn't lie to you.I don't want to threaten you with the child.If you don't want the baby, I can
abort it.I didn't know they would do that..."



Sharon's eyes were wet and her eyelashes were full of tears.

Jameson said slowly to comfort her, "Alright, I know.I'm sorry.It's all my fault."

After Sharon fell asleep again, Jameson kissed her on the forehead and got up to leave.

Just as he walked out of the room, Tiffany, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately bowed
and said loudly, "Mr.Proctor, I'm sorry!"

Jameson tidied up his sleeves and said calmly, "There's no need for such a big bow."

Tiffany hurriedly stood straight and asked, "Is Sharon drunk?"

"Yes,"

Hearing his reply, Tiffany was confused, "Something's wrong.She rarely drinks, and she is also very
discreet.She has never been drunk..."

Before Tiffany could finish her sentence, Jameson looked at her coldly.

"Don't worry, Mr.Proctor.I will take good care of her."

Jameson took a few steps, then turned around and indifferently looked at her without saying a word.

Tiffany was extremely nervous, "Mr.Proctor...Is there anything else you want to tell me?"

"Don't tell her I'll send her back."

Tiffany nodded without any hesitation, "Then what should I say?"

"You are the one who pick her up in Twilight Club.When you are there, she is the only one in the room."

"Got it.I'll do as you say."



Jameson said, "Are you sure?"

He seemed to be gentle, but Tiffany felt a chill run down her spine.

This was not an inquiry at all, but a threat! She swallowed, "I'm sure.Don't worry, Mr.Proctor.I promise I
won't slip up."

Jameson withdrew his gaze and left.


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