A week later, Sharon finally settled down.It was a small city, far from the prosperity of the South City.
And without the urbanization, it still retained its foot bridges and running streams, offering a different view.
The neighbors also took care of each other, making it quite livable.
When she called Tiffany, Tiffany was very surprised and did not understand why she suddenly left.
After the divorce, Sharon always wanted to live in a place where no one knew her.
But it had been delayed by all sorts of things.
Jameson offered her a reason to escape this time, and she finally made up her mind.
It was a good place with fresh air and bright sunshine.
Everyone here was warm and kind.
She had also communicated with Lance.
If there were any problems with her work, he could contact her on the phone.
Fortunately, she was only responsible for the design and she could send the electronic files directly.
However, Sharon did not know how long this leisure and quiet life could last.
She knew very well that it would be easy for Jameson to find her.
Jameson didn't destroy her.
Perhaps the last remaining kindness had awakened Jameson conscience.
Sharon liked to sit on the bench by the river in the afternoon, watching the setting sun fell and then slowly walking back.
The landlord was an old lady with an odd temper.
She looked like a middle-aged woman, but always dressed like she was in her seventies or eighties.
Unsmiling and cold, she wasn't fond of square dancing like others.
She would read financial newspaper every day.
Although Sharon was a little curious, she had never asked.
The landlord lived on the first floor while she was on the second.
It could be said that they did not disturb each other.
After returning, Sharon asked, "Charlotte, I bought a bouquet of flowers.Is there a vase for those flowers?"
"In the courtyard.Help yourself."
The cold female voice came from the room.
There were many small bottles and jars in the small courtyard.
Sharon found a suitable one for her flowers and poured some water.
Charlotte walked out with a tray and said, "It's your food.Get it yourself.’ Sharon smiled and said, "Thank you."
Although they signed the contract with the rule of no-interference each other, Charlotte would prepare the meal for Sharon when she cooked.
Sitting at the dining table, Sharon licked her lips and praised sincerely, "Charlotte, it tastes really delicious."
Charlotte glanced at her and said, "You are the first person saying that I cook well."
"What? But it is indeed delicious."
Sharon took a sip of fish soup and said, "If anyone says your food is not tasty, I will be the first to disagree."
Charlotte laughed silently, "My son said my cooking is terrible and he would rather eat the bark.I didn't expect you would speak highly of it."
What a jerk!
"Does your son come back often?"Sharon asked casually.
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