Ex-husbands love novel (Sharon and Fameson)
Chapter 458: Do You Live Around Here?

As they got out of the company building, Sharon Allyson said, "This will do, my car is just over there by the road."

Trey Coe chuckled and said, "That's great. I'll replace some way to talk to Daniel again about Tiffany. But by the look of how you antagonized him just now, that should do it."

An almost undetected hint of smile crept upon the corners of Sharon Allyson's lips.

She replied, "I do hope so, I really want Tiffany to replace the guy who will treat her right for the rest of her life."

"She will."

"I shall be going, good bye"

"Good bye."

Trey Coe watched and waited till Sharon Allyson's car disappeared from his sight, he then turned around and got back upstairs.

In the meantime, after leaving Stella Technologies, Sharon Allyson drove back to the old house once occupied by Josh Allyson.

She took the keys out and opened the door.

"It's me" whispered she, as she faced the rustling curtains by the balcony window.

After a few seconds, Bridger Fowler appeared on the balcony.

It was obvious that he'd been hiding beyond the balcony railing and upon hearing a familiar voice did he dare to climb back in.

Sharon Allyson said to him, "Don't worry, nobody knows about this place but me. You are safe here"

"Thank you."

Bridger Fowler replied.

Allyson took out all sorts of medicines she had bought on her way here and said, "The last time I saw you, you were still bleeding. Use these and take care of your wounds. You don't have to thank me for it, as we are just taking what we need from each other"

"Did you replace Josh Allyson?"

"Yes, we found him."

Sharon Allyson paused for a minute, and laughed, "but we didn't get anything out of him either"

"Need help?"

Bridger Fowler offered.

Sharon Allyson shook her head, "No, that will do."

She took out a card and handed it over to Bridger, "In here is three million I had promised you before, which includes the chores that were assigned to you recently. I had spoken to Jameson Proctor, he is currently dealing with the Proctor family. They will be pulling out soon and by then you won't have to hide in the shadow anymore."

Bridger Fowler frowned upon hearing this and said, "Don't you hate me?"

"As I have stated earlier, we are no longer in debt with each other. Right now it's just making it square and fair."

Sharon Allyson sighed and continued, "You have no idea what it meant to me for the things you had helped to retrieve from the Beale family.So you have earned it."

Bridger Fowler stared at the card lying on the table and was stunned speechless.

"I better get going, you are safe living here. When the matters with the Proctor family are done and dealt with, I'll call you"

After Sharon Allyson had left, Bridger Fowler sat on the sofa and took off his shirt, and examined his wounds.

The one ugly wound on his abdomen was glaring at him and seeping blood at the edges.

He took the medicines and the gauze Sharon Allyson had got him and tended to it.

When finishing tending to all the wounds he had on him, Bridger Fowler cleaned up the mess he made and started exploring the old house.

Josh Allyson was a heavy gambler, and he had long started taking usury and even had the audacity to do unthinkable things like selling his daughter; but in spite of all that, he had never put this old house on mortgage.

Even though this place had not much to sell, it still would sell easily a couple of hundred thousand.

Why was that? For people like Josh Allyson, it was not strange to see them gambling away everything they had on them.

But Josh had never touched this house, not even once.

And that was weird indeed.

Since he had nothing better to do at the moment and had all the time in the world to waste, Bridger Fowler decided to start making a good exploration around the house, high and low, including every nook and

corner.

It was late when Allyson made her way back.

She decided to call Tiffany and tell her that she would not be going back to the workshop.

As the refrigerator back in her apartment was almost empty, she needed to stop by the supermarket to get some groceries.

But much to her surprise, she ran into Harley Cook at the supermarket, who was stopping by the seafood section and making her purchase of the fish.

Harley Cook's eyes widened when she saw Allyson and was unable to replace her voice for a brief moment, "Miss Allyson..."

Allyson chuckled and greeted her, "Do you live around here?"

Harley Cook had the urge to reply with a "yes" to Allyson's question but she bit her tongue just in time.

She replied, "Oh no, I just happened to be here today with my friends. The fish looks fresh enough and I was thinking it should be nice to buy some back and make a stew out of them." Allyson took a peer at the fishes, "Yeah they indeed look fresh enough."

At this point, Harley Cook rushed in and said, "I am sorry but I have to go now.I still have some errands to run, goodbye Miss Allyson."

And she began to leave in a hurry.

"Wait, hold on."

Harley Cook could feel her blood run cold and her skin numb when she heard Allyson's call. She forced herself to turn around and said, "Is....there anything else?"

Allyson took the bag forgotten at the side of the counter and handed it over to Harley Cook, "You forgot your fish."

Harley Cook took over the bag of fish so quick that it almost looked like a snatch, and she forced a smile and thanked Allyson, "Oh thank you Miss Allyson! I better get on my way now."

With just a bag of fish, Harley Cook made her way quickly to the exit and checked out at the counter.

Following not so far behind and having observed everything that had taken place, Matthew Gray let out a sigh of relief and soon followed suit to leave the store.

It was fortunate that Mr.Proctor had foreseen what might happen and asked him to make sure not to let Madam Clarke and Harley Cook go out together.

It was clearly a surprise to run into Allyson today.

Allyson had bought two fish as well, and just as she was preparing to leave, she saw a small card lying on the floor, so she picked it up and recognized it was the pass card to Jameson Proctor's apartment. It must have been dropped by Harley Cook.

Allyson kept the card and placed the fish into her shopping cart and continued her grocery shopping.

Just as she was leaving the store with two overly stuffed bags, she got a call from Jameson Proctor.

"You've gone and met Trey Coe?" Proctor asked.

"Yes, but I am no longer with him.I had just finished getting the groceries. What time will you be back? There is too much stuff and I can't carry them all by myself." Allyson replied.

"Just wait there for me.I will be right over."

"No, there is no need for you to come here.I am already behind the wheel. The only problem is that I just couldn't bring all the stuff upstairs."

"Right then you wait for me downstairs at the apartment, I will be there in half an hour"

"No biggie."

After hanging up, Allyson drove her way back in a leisurely manner..

The supermarket was an easy 10-minute walk from their apartment, and by car, it is even quicker.

But just so happened that it was the rush hour of the evening, so she was jammed on the road for a couple of minutes.

When Allyson arrived at their apartment basement, it was just 10 minutes past her call from Jameson.

The air in the basement was so stuffy and hot that she didn't want to stay there any longer.

So she decided to leave the bags as they were and went up to the ground floor to take a walk in the garden.

Sitting herself on one of the benches, Allyson took out the pass card she picked up at the supermarket.

On the card there was only an indication on the number of the building block and the floor, but not to the room. Allyson didn't have long to wait before she got a call from Jameson.

He had arrived at the basement.

Allyson replied, "Oh! I will be right over."

She placed the pass card back into her bag and hurried down to the basement.

As soon as she saw Jameson, she pointed out to him where the bags were.

"Over there."

Jameson's brows rose up in surprise when he opened the door and saw the two overly stuffed bags, "Wow! That's a lot of groceries you have there."

"Yeah, I had been making some serious decisions and had decided not to move back to the Starry Lake mansion, not now at least.I quite like it here." Allyson said.