Ex-husbands love novel (Sharon and Fameson) novel Chapter 587

Sharon Allyson pushed the little one and went to the housewares section, looking for a hairdryer.She picked for a few minutes and chose the one with the best performance and not easy to break.

After buying the hairdryer, she went straight to the cashier.

When they got home, Sharon Allyson gave the little guy a bath and he fell asleep in no time.

Sharon Allyson put him in his crib and put away all the toys in the living room.

After all that, it was eleven o'clock.

Sharon Allyson sat on the couch, looked at the hairdryer not far away, exhaled, and got up to go next door.

Not seeing anyone in the living room, she went to the bedroom and looking at the door, Sharon Allyson said out loud, "Jameson Proctor, are you asleep?"

"Nope."

"I picked up a hairdryer from the trash.It seems to be working.I put it in the bathroom for you."

No sound came from inside.

Sharon Allyson was just about to leave when the bedroom door opened in front of her and Jameson Proctor stood in front of her, speaking nonchalantly, "You're good at picking stuff."

Sharon Allyson looked the same, not answering, but frowning, "Why are you not dressed again!"

Jameson Proctor said, "I'm changing my medication, so it's not convenient to wear clothes."

At that, Sharon Allyson subconsciously looked at his injured arm, the gauze was only half removed, and the bloody scar could be seen faintly.

She said, "Can you change it yourself?"

Jameson Proctor said, "Yes."

Sharon Allyson looked up at him, thinking it was a bit unbelievable.

Why wasn't he acting poor at this point? Since he said that, Sharon Allyson didn't say anything else, "I'll leave you to it.If you want to take a shower, take care to keep your wounds out of the water."

Jameson Proctor gave a soft muffled sound and added, "Good night."

"I'm off."

Sharon Allyson went back next door, looked at the familiar little one in the crib, hesitated for a while, and turned back the way she came.

In the bedroom, Jameson Proctor was cleaning the wound.

The inflammation had caused the wound to become red and swollen around it, making the injury look even more alarming.

Sharon Allyson was not very brave.

If she saw this, she was expected to lose sleep at night, and it may also leave a trauma.

After hastily disinfecting the wound, Jameson Proctor picked up the gauze and wrapped it around his arm several times with his teeth on one end.

At that moment, the bedroom door was pushed open.

Jameson Proctor looked over, "Why are you back?"

Sharon Allyson didn't say anything, sat next to him and looked at the gauze he had just wrapped, "What is this?"

With that, she reached out to remove it.

Jameson Proctor held her wrist, "It's good enough."

Sharon Allyson, "Sure, good enough for you to get amputated."

Jameson Proctor, "..."

Sharon Allyson removed the gauze and re-disinfected and re-dressed him.

When the cotton swab touched his wound, Sharon Allyson felt as if her arm was hurting as well.

Jameson Proctor's dark eyes gazed at her and slowly lowered his head.

Just as his lips were about to touch her forehead, Sharon Allyson's voice came through, "If you give me the flu, you're dead."

He slowly backed away.

After putting on the medicine, Sharon Allyson slowly wrapped the gauze around him, "Did you take your medicine"

"Yeah."

Sharon Allyson threw all the medical garbage in the trash, "Then you can sleep."

Jameson Proctor said, "I've slept all day."