Half an hour later, the car stopped in front of the apartment.
When Sharon got off the car and was about to walk into the community, she saw that jerk's car was parked by the roadside.
Why did he arrive earlier than her? Just as Sharon couldn't help but curl her lips, Rolls-Royce's door was opened, and the tall and handsome Jameson got off the car.
Jameson glanced at her indifferently.
"Why did you leave so fast?"
Sharon said seriously, "Go home and have dinner."
"I haven't eaten either.Let's eat together." Sharon was surprised.
She said angrily, "Mr.Proctor, don't you have your own home?"
Jameson turned around and walked forward slowly.
"A place with family members is called home.Otherwise, it's just a deserted house."
"Has Mr.Proctor started to study kinship recently?"
Jameson ignored her and stood in front of the gate.
He placed his hand in his pants pocket and tilted his head slightly to motion her to open the door.
Sharon took a deep breath and took out the card from her bag.
After the door was opened, Jameson stretched out his hand and let her go in.
Sharon said, "I didn't know that you are such a gentleman, Mr.Proctor."
Jameson raised his eyebrows.
"It depends on who I'm with."
Sharon snorted and walked past him.
After walking out of the elevator, Sharon entered the password.
Just as she pushed the door open, Tiffany said inside, "Sharon, how is your date with Trey? Do you...?"
Before Tiffany finished speaking, Tiffany stopped abruptly when she saw the jerk behind Sharon.
She smiled awkwardly and turned around, "I feel a little sleepy.I'll get out of your hair!"
Then she ran into the bedroom decisively.
In the living room, Ruben put away his laptop.
He picked his bag up, stood up and said, "I have to go, bye."
Sharon stroked her forehead and let out a long breath.
After they left, Sharon said, "Mr.Proctor, you must know how unwelcome you are.”
Jameson said, "Are you sure that they left because they didn't welcome me?"
What jerk had said was meaningful.
Sharon gritted her teeth and was too lazy to talk nonsense with him.
She took off her coat and went into the kitchen.
She looked at the fridge.
There were only two tomatoes.
Anyway, she didn't plan to cook something delicious to entertain him.
It was fine.
Ten minutes later, the noodles with tomatoes and eggs were ready.
When Sharon went out, Jameson was sitting at the dining table.
She placed the bowl of noodles in front of him and reminded him seriously, "Don't get me wrong, Mr.Proctor.Although I cook for you, it's because Charlotte cooked for me for many days.That's all."
Jameson smiled, "OK.I see."
Jerk replied perfunctorily.
Suddenly, Sharon felt that it would be better if she hadn't said that.
What she had said was suspicious.
Sharon went into the kitchen again, took out her noodles and sat diagonally opposite him.
Jameson looked at her.
"Eat so little?"
Sharon did not raise her head and replied casually, "I would like to lose weight."
"Lose weight? Why do you eat noodles so late?"
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