Ex-Husband Wants Badly To Resume Their Marriage
Chapter 82: What Do You Think, Ms.Allyson?

Chapter 82: What Do You Think, Ms.Allyson? 

They met at a famous local specialty restaurant.Just as Sharon arrived downstairs, she saw Julianwaiting for her at the door.

When she looked over, Julian also saw her and waved to her, "Sharon, I'm here."

Sharon walked over and said, "Sorry, I'm late because of the traffic jam on the road."

Julian scratched his head shyly.

It seemed that he was a little embarrassed because of what happened last night, "It's fine.Mr.Proctorhasn't arrived yet ...It's cold outside.Let's get in."

Julian brought Sharon into the private room, in which sat a few his senior leaders.

He introduced them to Sharon one by one.

After he finished introducing, Julian's immediate superior smiled and said, "Julian has mentioned you,Ms.Allyson.Sure enough, you are indeed a great beauty."

As he spoke, he patted Julian on the shoulder and said in a whisper that only they two could hear, "Youare lucky, son.’’ Julian smiled shyly.

The other leaders had also heard about Sharon.

They began to praise young Julian for his promising future.

Under such circumstances, Sharon could not let the leaders down, not to mention that she had alreadymade it clear to Julian yesterday.

So she only echoed, "He is really a good man."

Just as she finished speaking, the private room suddenly fell into silence.

Julian's immediate superior quickly walked towards the door and greeted, "Mr.Proctor.’

Sharon kept silent.

The other leaders all walked over and greeted Jameson.Jameson looked indifferent.

Later, he turned his gaze to Sharon.

A leader introduced, "Mr.Proctor, this is Sharon, a resident of Bridge Street.She is also Julian'sneighbor.’

Jameson only answered casually and walked past her into the private room.

The leader coughed and followed, "Mr.Proctor, here, please."

On the round table, Jameson was naturally the most distinguished guest.

On his both sides were the leaders sitting according to their official rank, from high to low.

Sharon sat beside Julian.

During dinner, Julian saw that Sharon didn't move her chopsticks much, so he kept putting food into herplate, "Sharon, try this.This is the most famous local dish.It's very delicious.’

Sharon raised her head and smiled at him, "Thank you.’

"You are welcome."

As he spoke, Julian put another dish for her.

"This one is also delicious.Have a try."

Sharon didn't know if it was a misconception, but she always felt that someone was staring at hercoldly, and she felt uncomfortable.

However, when she raised her head, she saw that Jameson was discussing business with the peoplebeside him, and he looked normal.

Sharon rubbed her nose.

It was too whimsical that she should feel that Jameson was Staring at her.

At this time, Julian's immediate superior said, "Julian, you can't just treat Sharon.We can see it clearly."

It sounded like a reproach, but it was more a teasing.Julian picked up his glass and stood up, "I'mreally sorry.Please allow me to punish myself by taking an extra glass."

Thus, inexplicably, everyone began to toast each other.

Sharon sat there, so bored that she almost dozed off.

At this time, someone said, "Sharon, come on, may I propose a toast."

Sharon came back to her senses.

Seeing that the person speaking was the man opposite her, she was about to say something whenJulian stopped her, "Mr.Branden, Sharon can't drink.Here's to you on her behalf."

Perhaps Mr.Branden had been drunk.

He said, "Hey, it's boring to drink with a man.Sharon, I won't make things difficult for you.Just oneglass.Come on, after me is my respect."

When Mr.Branden picked up the glass, Sharon said softly, "Sorry, I'm pregnant.I've quitted drink."

As soon as she said this, the people at the dining table looked at each other, all silent.Only Jamesonsat there, keeping his countenance.

Someone could not help but whisper, "Is she pregnant now? I can't imagine that Julian is so quick...."

Sharon added, "I'd like to propose tea instead of wine to you."

Hearing this, the others had nothing else to say.

The private room became quiet once in a blue moon.

At this moment, a cold male voice sounded, "I heard that Mr.Huntington's parents are teachers?"

Hearing this, Sharon almost spat out the tea she had drank.Julian had no idea why Jameson suddenlytalked of his parents.

He nodded immediately, "Yes, they are.They have been teachers in our hometown for most of theirlives."

Jameson said indifferently, "Teacher is a decent job.Since your parents are teachers, thanks to theircultivation, their son, Mr.Huntington, must be generous and selfless in sacrificing himself for others."

Julian was too nervous to understand what Jameson said.He only knew that Jameson was praisinghim.

He said shyly, "I'm flattered, Mr.Proctor.Thank you for your compliment.’

Jameson sneered and touched the glass in front of him with his fingers.

"Don't be modest.It's true.What do you think, Ms.Allyson?" Sharon bit back.

She knew that jerk Jameson would make trouble for them.

Sharon said calmly, "Julian is young and outstanding.He is indeed much better than those who arearrogant and bully the weak."

After she said those words, the private room fell silent again.

Compared to the previous quiet, it was suffocating silence.

Although she didn't name who she was talking about, these descriptions weren't suitable for such anoccasion! Just when everyone held their breath and felt that Jameson was about to throw a tantrum, heonly sneered, "Ms.Allyson, you are beautiful, but unfortunately, you are mean and don't know how tospeak."

"Thank you, Mr.Proctor, for your compliment” Sharon said.

Everyone held their tongue.

Did she just intuitively ignore Mr.Proctor's last few words? She was strong enough to disregard hisattack.

Seeing that the situation was getting more embarrassing, some leaders withstood the pressure andcame to the rescue with a changed topic.

When they had filled and emptied their glasses for some time, Sharon went to the bathroom when shesaw that nobody had the intention of leaving.

Seeing this, Julian immediately followed.

"Sharon, it's getting late.Would you let me send you back?"

Sharon turned around and said, "Can you just leave?"

Julian scratched his head and said, "I sent you back and then come back here.The dinner won't beover so soon."

Sharon smiled and said, "It's fine.I can go back by myself.

Stay with them, Julian."Under such circumstances, it was indeed inappropriate to take French leave.

Julian nodded, "Remember to send me a message to let me know you get home."

"Alright."

"Sharon."

Julian called out to her again, "Just now, you were too bold.Aren't you afraid that he would get angry?"

Sharon said indifferently, "Even if he curses at me out of anger, can he attack me with so many peoplepresent? You don't need to worry about the cooperation.He has always put his interests first.It doesn'tmatter for this episode.’ Julian was surprised, "How do you know?"

Sharon said, "Isn't that the case with all merchants? He came all the way from the South City, whichshowed how important this project was to him."