Ex-husbands love novel (Sharon and Fameson)
Chapter 309: Smell like Canned Food

The next day, when the alarm clock rang, Sharon woke up.

She touched the bed as usual, but she didn't touch anything.

She closed her eyes and listened for a while before realizing that the alarm clock was under the bed.

Just as Sharon was about to reach out to get her phone, the hand around her waist exerted a slight force and pulled her back.

Sharon didn't see that coming and fell back into the man's embrace again.

Jameson kissed behind her ear, his voice hoarse and full of tiredness, "I don't want to get up yet."

"I'm turning off the alarm clock."

After a pause, Sharon said, "It's eight o'clock now.Aren't you going to the company?"

"I don't want to."

"But I have to go to the studio,' Sharon whispered.

After a few seconds, Jameson slowly opened his eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "Your energy is pretty good. Who cried and begged me to make it fast last night?"

Sharon was lost for words.

She blushed slightly, "Can't you say something decent in the morning?"

"I'm not a decent man. Why should I say decent words?"

As he spoke, his hand on her waist began to move upwards.

Sharon's breath became unstable, "You..."

Jameson gently kissed her on the neck and said, "Go later. Don't you have employees in your studio?"

"But..."

Before she could finish her sentence, her mouth was covered by a gentle kiss.

Soon, the morning passed.

By the time Sharon arrived at the studio, it was already one oclock at noon.

She felt that her entire body was aching so much that she scolded Jameson over and over in her heart.

Tiffany was leaning on the front desk watching the drama.

Seeing Sharon walk in with heavy steps, Tiffany instantly put on a curious face and followed her into the office.

Just as Sharon turned her head, she saw Tiffany standing behind her.

She was shocked and patted her chest to comfort herself.

"What are you doing?"

Tiffany closed the office door, pulled a stool and sat beside her.

"How did you feel last night?"

Sharon felt uncomfortable when she saw this.

She rubbed her nose and sat on the chair.

"What feeling..."

"When are you moving to the Beale's? I think I'd better not go back tonight.I should let you and Mr.Proctor spend more time alone.Other, I will ruin your mood and disturb you guys.I can't let Mr.Proctor down, can I?" Sharon was a little embarrassed.

She stretched her neck and said with a tired voice, "Stop your nonsense.'

Tiffany continued, "Really? Am I talking nonsense? Look at the bruise on your neck."

Hearing this, Sharon suddenly pulled her collar up.

She picked a turtleneck sweater today on purpose and made sure the bruise was covered.

Afterwards, she left the room.

Tiffany suppressed her laughter and said, "I'm kidding."

Sharon patted her angrily and said, "I'm going to work on my design draft. You can go to work now.'

Tiffany stood up and said, "Oh right, when will you move? Something happened to my family.I have to go back these two days."

"What happened?" Sharon asked.

"It's nothing. My mom's ankle is sprained. She's going to stay in the hospital for a few days, but my dad can't take care of her. It's been a long time since I went back.I might as well take this opportunity to go back and see them." Sharon nodded.

"Then you should go back.I think I will move there in these two days either."

"That's about the same time. I've told the landlord that we are going to return the apartment. I'll move when I get back."

At this moment, Sharon did not know where she would be and what she would be doing when Tiffany moved.

After thinking for a while, she said, "Call Ruben when you move and ask him to help you."

"Then what if Ruben asks me where you are?" Sharon fell silent for a moment.

She almost forgot about it.

Tiffany patted her shoulder and said, "It's just moving to a new house. I'll just replace a moving company. Relax, it's not a big deal." Before Sharon could reply, Tiffany said, "If there is nothing else to do in the studio today, I will go back tonight."

"Sure."

Sharon said, "Just go.I'm here."

Tiffany immediately booked a flight and went home to pack her things.

She dragged her suitcase out the door.

When she was waiting for the elevator, she suddenly heard something coming from the side.

The door of Daniel's house opened.

The moment the elevator door opened, Tiffany dragged her suitcase and rushed in.

However, things didn't go as she wished for.

Small probability event happened to her.

The wheels of the suitcase were stuck in the elevator slot.

Tiffany pulled it for a few times, but the suitcase didn't move at all.

A few seconds later, Daniel's figure appeared in front of her.

He looked at her and then at the suitcase stuck there.

"May I help you?"

Tiffany smiled perfunctorily and said, "That will be great.'

Daniel raised his hand and easily lifted the suitcase, as if there was no obstruction, and placed it at her feet. Tiffany was slightly stunned.

Seriously? It was like she was doing it on purpose.

Tiffany pressed the first-floor button and retreated to the corner of the elevator.

Daniel pressed the B1 button.

During this time, neither of them spoke.

Tiffany crossed her hands in front of her chest awkwardly and kept comforting herself in her heart.

This should be the last time they saw each other.

When she returned, she would immediately move.

A few seconds later, Daniel suddenly said, "Are you going somewhere?"

Tiffany said calmly, "Yes, I'm going home.'

The two of them were silent again.

At this time, the elevator door was opened again.

A group of people chatted and laughed as they came in one after another.

It should be a large family.

Tiffany leaned against the wall of the elevator, and Daniel retreated to her side.

The space in the elevator was small.

Previously, Tiffany had tried her best to keep a distance from him, but now that they were so close, she could even smell the faint scent on his body.

No, it should smell like canned food.

Tiffany couldn't help but laugh.

When she raised her head, she met Daniel's deep eyes.

She instantly stopped laughing.

Then she coughed and looked elsewhere as if nothing had happened.

Soon, the elevator stopped on the first floor.

Tiffany didn't want to greet Daniel anymore and quickly left with the family.

Daniel looked at her back and raised his hand to touch his eyebrows.

The elevator door closed again.

After Tiffany left the community, she realized that it was raining lightly outside.

She had left in a hurry, so she forgot to bring her umbrella.

She put her hand on her head and took out her phone to call a taxi.

Finally, she had booked a taxi.

However, it was five kilometers away from her, and it would take more than ten minutes for the taxi to arrive.

Tiffany looked around, thinking that if there was a taxi passing by, she would cancel the taxi booking.

At this moment, a black Maserati stopped in front of her.

Tiffany was stunned.

Did luxury cars come out to pick up customers? The door opened, and Daniel got out of the car with an umbrella.