Ex-husbands love novel (Sharon and Fameson)
Chapter 152: It's All Over The Proctor's.

Ever since he was stopped outside the hospital this morning, Mr.Proctor had been anxious.

He had sent a lot of people out to check it. But there was no word yet.

At night, he finally got something.

When Mr.Proctor saw his man rushing in, he hastily asked, "How's it going?"

Said the man, "Mrs. Proctor is awake, but the baby..."

Mr.Proctor was particularly worried about the baby.

He grabbed his crutch hard and asked, "What happened to the baby? Say it!"

"She lost the baby..."

"What!"

The man went on, "Mrs. Proctor was bleeding when she got to the hospital. She and the baby cannot survive together because the doctors can only save one of them.Mr.Proctor chose Mrs. Proctor." Mr.Proctor turned blue with anger, "Ba*tard!"

Then, a sudden thought seemed to have struck him.

Mr.Proctor asked in a low voice, "Did you check it? Did she really lose the baby? It's been seven months... The baby must have grown up. Did she really lose him?"

The man nodded, "It was a stillbirth. They couldn't save him."

Mr.Proctor grabbed his crutch and sighed.

He waved to the man, "Fine. Then you should go."

After the man left, Evie walked slowly down the stairs and asked indifferently, "Was Sharon awake?"

Mr.Proctor glanced at her and sat on the sofa. He seemed annoyed.

"You did this, didn't you?"

Evie smiled and did not deny it.

She just sat opposite him and said, "You got some proof?"

"What the h**I do you want? You know how important the baby is, and..."

Mr.Proctor said in a deep voice, "Do you think Jameson doesn't know that you did this? Did you have to do that?"

The smile faded slowly from Evie's face.

"My fault? Jameson and Natalia are going to get married.What do we need that baby for? Do you want him to take our assets after he grows up like Jameson?"

Mr.Proctor said impatiently, "It's been a very long time. Why can't you let go? I have already taken Erica to the Proctor's like you said. How come that is not good enough for you? Besides, Jeffery's car accident was not Jameson's fault. I don't know why you're blaming him!"

"He took what my son deserves. Can't I blame him?"

"Jeffery had that accident. What can I do? I need someone to carry on the Proctor family." Evie sneered, "Did you count on that Jeffery would have the car accident? Is that why you gave birth to that ba*tard?" Mr.Proctor didn't say anything, with a very ugly look on his face.

Evie went on, "So it doesn't matter even if Jameson knows what I did. He'd never dare hurt me for he has to maintain his status. The news was just a lesson to him."

"Now that he's going to marry that Beale girl, it will be even harder to control him."

Evie jeered, "Even if he won't, there is not much you can do."

When she was leaving, she saw Jeffery was there.

Her expression changed a little, "Jeffery..."

Jeffery smiled faintly, "I came here when I heard you talking about Sharon.lam certainly relieved to know that she is fine."

And with that, rolling his wheelchair, he left.

When Tiffany came back, she saw Sharon was sitting on the bed, staring out the window.

She approached her and said, "Sharon."

Sharon looked at Tiffany with a faint smile, "What did the doctor say?"

"He said that if you survive tonight, you will be fine."

Sharon nodded and asked after a while, "Is Rita still in the police station?"

"The police say there is insufficient evidence, so they let her go. But she is not allowed to leave the country."

"Tiffany, give me your phone."

Tiffany handed her phone to Sharon and frowned, "Do you want Rita to come see Bridger? But I don't think she will come, because she had refused to admit that she had something to do with it at the police station."

Sharon said indifferently, "It doesn't matter whether she comes or not.I want to call her."

Anyway, Bridger had saved her.

As for what happened before, she didn't want to take it any further.

Sharon was calling Rita.

When it was answered, Rita's voice, sharp with impatience, came from the other side.

"I already said that I had nothing to do with it. Tiffany, could you stop doing that!"

"It's me."

Sharon spoke in a soft voice.

Rita probably did not expect Sharon to call her.

She was stunned for a while and asked, very alarmed.

"What do you want?"

Sharon said, "I just want to tell you that Bridger was seriously injured. He is in the hospital now. Come and see him."

"I don't know what you mean, nor do I know the man you're talking about." said Rita after a pause.

"Whatever.He said it's his fault. And that he's like this now because of me, so I'm going to let that slide."

Rita did not say anything, and then she hung up.

"Well, I told you. Rita got cocky after spending a few years abroad. In fact, all she could do is talking." said Tiffany.

Sharon returned the phone to Tiffany and smiled without saying a word.

Tiffany went on, "Do you want to call Ruben? Even though he doesn't know what happened, he is very worried about you."

"No, let's leave that until I am discharged." Even if she called him now, she wouldn't know what to say.

Tiffany sighed and patted Sharon on her shoulder.

"Sharon, it's all over."

All she could say now was that, and the rest was meaningless.

"Yes, it's all over."

Now that she lost the baby, the only connection between her and Jameson was gone.

She could finally live on her own, happily.

Tiffany asked, "Then what are you going to do? Do you want to go back to Lumiere Jewelry?"

Sharon shook her head, "I'm not going back."

She just wanted to replace a place where she could live in seclusion, away all the mess.

Tiffany thought for a while and said, "Why don't we travel abroad? Take some rest. There have been too much terrible things lately."

Tiffany was getting more and more excited, and she even began to plan the tour.

Sharon sat beside her and simply listened. She smiled faintly.

No one could tell what she was thinking about.

At midnight, Tiffany was lounging on the couch.

"Sharon, I'm asleep. Go to bed earlier. Good night."

"OK."

After the lights were turned off, everything in the room went dark.