Chapter 312: She Misses You, Too

At eight o'clock in the evening, a black Rolls-Royce stopped in front of a residential building.

After the car door opened, Jameson's figure appeared in the night.

Jacob took something out of the car and followed Jameson.

Perhaps Evie would never have thought that the person she was looking for all over the world was in
South City, under her nose.

As the saying went, the most dangerous place was the safest place.

In the house, Harley was preparing food for the little fellow.

Seeing Jameson, she hurriedly said, "Mr.Proctor.’

Jameson said, "Where are they?"

"The child just woke up.Charlotte is with him in the room."

Hearing this, Jameson walked into the bedroom.

On the crib, the little fellow held a toy in his hand and looked around with round eyes.

After seeing Jameson, he grinned and giggled.

Charlotte turned around and said, "Why do you come all of a sudden?"

Jameson walked to the crib and said, "Nothing.I've decided on the spur of the moment."

Charlotte stood up and said, "You've just come in time.Play with the little fellow for a while.I'll go wash
his clothes."



"OK."

As soon as Charlotte left, the little fellow's smile disappeared, and he pouted and looked deeply
wronged as if he would cry in the next second.

Jameson looked at him without saying a word.

The little fellow began to clench his tiny fists tightly, moving his body, as if he was deeply wronged.

Charlotte's voice came from outside, "Don't just sit there.If he cries, you can hug him."

Jameson hugged the little fellow and whispered, "Just like your mother, you are quite petty."

The little fellow stayed in Jameson's arms and stopped crying.

His round eyes widened as he looked at Jameson curiously.

A smile appeared on Jameson's thin lips and he said, "For some time, I will come here with your
mother.She also misses you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the little fellow clenched his fists, his face flushed, and it seemed that
his entire body was exerting force.

Jameson was lost for words.

When Charlotte came in, she saw the little fellow was naked, and Jameson with a cold look was lifting
the little fellow's legs and about to change baby's diaper.

Charlotte showed a wry face, walked over, and said, "How could you change a diaper like this way? It
is easy for him to catch a cold if you take off the little fellow’'s all clothes."



Jameson was silent for a moment before he said, "When I changed his diaper just now, something was
on him.’ Charlotte didn't say anything.

She carried the little fellow directly into the bathroom and prepared to bathe him.

After taking a shower, the little fellow quickly fell asleep.

Harley had also tidied the living room up.

She came into the bedroom and whispered, "Mr.Proctor, Charlotte, if there's nothing else, can I take a
night off?"

Charlotte nodded, "Sure, you can do your own business.’

"Thank you, Charlotte.Then I'll leave."

As she spoke, she hurriedly picked up her things and left.

After the door closed, Jameson turned his gaze and said indifferently, "She seems too often to ask for
leave recently?"

Charlotte was folding the little fellow's clothes and said, "Occasionally, Harley asks for leave.But it's
almost at nighttime.But she comes back early in the morning, so it won't be a trouble."

Jameson narrowed his eyes and didn't say anything.

"What's wrong?" Charlotte looked at him.

"Nothing."

Charlotte said, "Well, it's getting late.The little fellow is also asleep.Do your own business.Don't stay
here anymore.’



Jameson looked at the crib, not knowing what he was thinking.

Downstairs, Harley found the car she familiar with and sat on after she was out of the community.

She wore her seat belt while saying with a lingering fear, "So scared.I thought I wouldn't be able to get
out tonight."

Jayden in the driver's seat said, "What's wrong?"

"Well ...the male master of the family has been back.I worry that he won't let me take time off."

Jayden smiled, "Is he aggressive?"

Harley said, "No, it's just that his personality is a little bit indifferent, but he's still quite nice."

Jayden added, "What kind of work does he do? He doesn't seem to be at home often?"

Harley said vaguely, "Maybe, he is often on business trips."

Then she said, "Well, how about going to the cinema tonight? It's been a long time since we went to the
cinema."

Hearing Harley changed the topic, Jayden did not continue to ask, but the smile in his eyes revealed a
bit of calculation.

On the way, Harley leaned against the car window and quietly listened to the music playing in the car.

Harley was the secretary of a subsidiary of the Proctor Group.

She had been bullied because she rejected the hidden rules of her superiors.

Once, Mr.Proctor came to inspect the company.



Harley's leader had deliberately arranged for her to attend the dinner party to humiliate her.

She had thought that she was doomed.

But Mr.Proctor saw through her leader's filthy and dirty plan and reorganized the subsidiary, which
undoubtedly helped her see the light of hope again.

After that, Harley had always treated Mr.Proctor as her benefactor.

After she received the temporary task of taking care of the kid, she never asked for other questions she
shouldn't ask, not to mention talk about it.

It was an accident that she met Jayden.

Not long ago, when Harley went grocery shopping, she met thieves and her phone was almost stolen,
but Jayden appeared out of a sudden and helped her.

Harley bought him dinner for showing her gratitude and asked for his contact information.

In this way, they became familiar with each other.

She knew that Jayden was a single father with two children, but he was very caring, thoughtful, and
always gave her unexpected romance and surprises.

Even so, she didn't tell him anything about the little fellow and Mr.Proctor.

She just said that she worked as a babysitter.

Except that, Harley didn't say anything else.

After coming out of the tavern, a few girls took a taxi to go home.



Sharon thought that here was not far from where she lived, so she went home on foot.

A girl asked, "Sharon, how about we give you a ride?"

Sharon smiled and said, "I am a little full.It's OK for me to walk home.’

"OK.Be careful on your way home.We have to go now.Bye-bye."

"Bye-bye.You, too.Text me when you go back home."

Sharon smiled and waved at them.

After they all left, she turned her gaze and put her hand in her coat pocket.

She turned around and walked step by step.

These girls had made Sharon drink quite a bit at night, but the alcohol content was not high.

Apart from slight dizziness, there was nothing uncomfortable, and she also felt spirited.

Just as Sharon took a few steps, the phone in her pocket rang.

It was Jameson.

The man's throaty voice sounded, "Is it over?"

"It's just over.I'm ready to go home."

"Walk home?"

"How do you know..." Sharon stopped and looked around.


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