Ex-husbands love novel (Sharon and Fameson)
Chapter 213: Only by Stretching Out the Line Can On

In the private room.

As Jameson arrived, the temperature in the room plummeted.

There was a heavy atmosphere of depression.

On the poker table, someone whispered, "What's wrong with Mr.Proctor?"

William glanced at the man who was sitting on the sofa and drinking wine, "Probably, he got bitten again."

Another person said, "Playing so wild? But I haven't heard of any women around Mr.Proctor recently." William smiled without a word.

At this time, the door was pushed open, and the biter walked in.

William looked up and saw Sharon.

It made him a little surprised.

He didn't expect Jameson to bring her here.

Didn't the two of them have been in a fight? Sharon looked at him and nodded slightly as a greeting.

Then, she walked to Jameson and took a seat beside him.

William raised his eyebrows and turned his gaze.

At this moment, someone asked, "Who is she? Very pretty.A new model or star discovered by Mr.Proctor's?"

William rubbed his cards and got to the point, "Mr.Proctor's ex-wife."

Everyone said,

Didn't Jameson hate his ex-wife in particular? He finally got a divorce, but why did they come together again? In the corner, Jameson drank lightly without a word.

Sharon did not say anything either, just sitting there.

Anyway, he only told her to join the poker game with him but didn't say what she was supposed to do.

Sharon glanced at where William sat.

Seeing that they were all rich second generation playing through life, she couldn't help but wonder if this poker game would benefit the few projects that the Proctor Group had been affected by. Just as Sharon was getting more and more confused, Jameson's voice came from the side, "Have a drink?"

Sharon turned to look at him.

His face was hidden in the dim light.

The shadow covered the emotions in his eyes, and she could only see the cold and hard jaw line.

After a moment in a daze, Sharon sobered up and said, "I don't drink."

In the darkness, the man seemed to sneer in a low voice.

Then, he picked up his wine glass and drank it.

His Adam's apple bobbed in his throat.

Jameson put down his glass and walked over to the poker table.

As soon as he went over, someone stood up and said, "Mr.Proctor, please sit here.I have to go because I have something to do."

After Jameson sat down, William said, "That is bad luck seat.He has been losing tonight. Mr.Proctor, you must be careful."

"Worse luck than what you have?"

William said, "..."

This guy must be ablaze with anger, as if he had swallowed gunpowder.

He spoke in a too much offensive way.

So, everyone on the poker table had reached a consensus.

Mr.Proctor was in a bad mood right.

It was better not to offend him.

After playing a few games, Jameson really lost miserably.

He pushed down the cards and turned to look at Sharon, "Come here."

Sharon walked over and hesitated for a moment before saying, "I don't know how to play."

After a moment of silence, she added with extreme rigor, "I don't have any money either."

Her hard-earned money could never be lost to these evil capitalists.

Jameson was awkward.

William smiled and said, "It doesn't matter.Mr.Proctor has always liked to do charity work. Not long ago, in the name of environment protection, he increased the green area in the city." Before William finished his word, he felt a cold glance at him which immediately made him silent.

"But I really don't know,' said Sharon, who was sitting in the seat of Jameson.

Jameson said in a low voice, "Don't you have a genius? Is there anything you can't do?"

William in the opposite coughed to hint him not overdoing it.

Once he went crazy, he would bite whoever he got.

Till then, it would be too late to regret it.

In the past, Sharon had quarreled with him.

But this time, she kept telling herself that she was here to solve the problem, not quarrel with this jerk.

When she wanted to say something, he finally said, "I'll teach you."

"OK." Sharon said.

Perhaps because Josh was a gambler, Sharon had no interest in these things since she was young, and she did not know what the fun was.

Like an emotionless robot, she played the game according to Jameson's commands all along.

But Sharon brought the luck.

After she kept winning for several times, the atmosphere on the card table became more and more intense.

However, Sharon felt more and more sleepy.

"Play that one."

She didn't know if it was because that Jameson didn't express well, or she misunderstood.

When she picked up the card that Jameson had mentioned and prepared to play, her hand hanging in the air was suddenly held by him.

The man's palm was warm and dry.

The moment he held her hand, Sharon suddenly felt burned.

His sleepiness was gone instantly, and she wanted to pull out his hand unconsciously.

But just before she tried, Jameson had loosed his hand, "Not this one. The one next to it."

Jameson could only put the card back and play another one.

After the match ended, Sharon stood up and said, "I want to go to the bathroom. Mr.Proctor, back to you."

With that, before he answered, Sharon quickly turned around and left.

After she left, the others on the poker table also found excuses to leave.

Today was not the day to play cards.

Anyone who wasn't careful enough, would become the next person to offend Jameson.

Seeing that all had escaped, William clicked his tongue and pushed away the cards in front of him, "Are you here to play cards or ruin the game?" Jameson sat back on the sofa and poured a glass of wine, "I didn't drive them away."

"You're so close to do so."

William sat beside him and said, "Who provoked you again today? Didn't I tell you, that you have a carping tongue. It's better to say less." Jameson held the wine cup in his hand and spun it around with an indifferent expression, "She doesn't have a heart but ears." William said, "No, you swore an oath a while ago, and you were very excited. What's wrong with you now? You suddenly got lost?" Jameson raised his head and drunk up his wine, ignoring him.

William added, "Jameson, you need to be patient when pursuing girls. Moreover, you misunderstood her before. Haste makes waste." "If you're not in a hurry, you'll be able to attend her wedding in two months."

William was lost for words.

He had heard from Jacob that Sharon had recently gotten quite close to Trey of Stella Technologies.

I didn't expect them to develop so quickly.

William didn't understand, "Then you still act like this?"

"Did the old methods work?"

"

'... They shouldn't work, right?"

If they worked, he wouldn't sit here drinking alone.

Jameson stared at the wine cup in his hand with his dark eyes.

His thin lips curled up and he said word by word, "Stretching out long line is the only way to catch a big fish."