Ex-husbands love novel (Sharon and Fameson)
Chapter 609: They Envy Me

After another sleep, Sharon Allyson felt that she had become soft. She stretched out her hand, closed her eyes. She did not know where her face touched.

It was the touch of the fabric of a suit. She stretched her neck, but she felt something against her head.

The sense of presence was strong.

Sharon Allyson opened her eyes and was just about to yawn when she saw the man's cold lower jaw. She was stunned for a few seconds. She probably couldn't understand why she saw such a scene.She remembered that she was sleeping on the sofa. She gradually woke up.

Looking at the man's protruding Adam's apple, Sharon Allyson finally realized what position she was in now.

She suddenly sat up and widened her eyes.

Jameson Proctor closed the document and crossed his long legs.

"You're awake."

Sharon Allyson said, "Why am I sleeping on your legs?"

"I also want to know.I was sitting here. Why did you sleep on my legs?"

It was not the first time Sharon Allyson had seen this man make a false accusation. He must have placed her on his lap while she was asleep. Not only that, he also...

Bastard! Jameson Proctor leaned back and rested his arm on the sofa. He looked at her.

"How did you sleep?"

I think you slept well.

"What did you dream of?"

Sharon Allyson said without thinking, "No, nothing!"

Jameson Proctor curled his lips and leaned closer to her, his voice low and magnetic.

"Is that so? Then why are you drooling?"

Sharon Allyson hurriedly raised her hand to wipe her mouth, but found that it was not what he said at all. She picked up the pillow and smashed it several times. After she had hit enough, Jameson Proctor took the pillow and carried her over, placing her on his lap.

"Alright, don't you know how much you love to move when you sleep?"

"I didn't ask you to..."

Before Sharon Allyson could finish her sentence, she was pressed against the back of her head.

The next second, the man's thin lips pressed against hers.

The tip of his tongue pried open her lips and moved straight in.

Sharon Allyson hammered his chest, but her hand was held by him.

He held her waist and deepened the kiss.

After the long kiss, Sharon Allyson was a little breathless and her eyes were wet.

Jameson rested his chin on her shoulder and said ina voice that only the two of them could hear, "Baby, give me some compensation?"

Before Sharon Allyson could react, her hand was brought down by him.It was only when she felt a burning sensation in her palm that her thoughts suddenly returned.

"You...!"

At such a time, was he still thinking about such a trivial matter? Was he still human? Jameson was calm and composed.

"It's a man's basic need. You haven't let me touched you for a month' Sharon Allyson was furious.

"So it's my fault?"

"It can't be all your fault. Otherwise, I wouldn't use just your hand."

"..." Sharon Allyson.

Should she thank him? Jameson Proctor bit her ear and wrapped his palm around hers.

He said hoarsely, "Hurry up, or do you want to change places?"

Sharon Allyson could not pull out the hand he was holding and could only move up and down with him.

He really lived up to the title of a cur! By the time it was over, Sharon Allyson felt that she could not even lift her arms. Her hands were sticky and she directly went into the bathroom to take a shower. Halfway through the shower, the bathroom door was knocked.

Jameson Proctor's voice came, "The clothes are at the door"

Sharon Allyson ignored him.

Jameson Proctor continued, "Actually, I thought about it. You probably don't need it very much.I'll take it."

:.,.. Put it there for me!"

The smile on Jameson Proctor's lips widened.

"Okay, I put it here."

Sharon Allyson took a shower in a rage. She opened the door a crack and reached out to touch it for a long time.

Then, she found a paper bag and pulled it in.

By the time she changed her clothes and came out, Jameson Proctor had already changed and was waiting for her at the door. "Let's go," Jameson Proctor said.

Sharon Allyson sat on the sofa.

"I'm not going."

Jameson Proctor walked up to her with his long legs.

"Let's go out for dinner. Take a walk. Didn't you say that you were sleeping too much?"

"You go first. I'll go out on my own later.Let's go our separate ways."

Jameson Proctor, "..."

He bent down, picked her up by the waist, and strode outside.

Sharon Allyson struggled.

"Let go of me!"

Jameson Proctor ignored her and directly opened the door.

And he said to Jacob Green, who was waiting outside, "Bring the shoes at the door."

Jacob Green saw this scene and widened his eyes in shock.

A few seconds later, he returned to being a qualified assistant with a calm professional quality.

He answered, picked up the paper bag with the shoe box that had not been opened at the door, closed the door, and followed.

It just so happened that it was time for dinner at the hotel.

There were several staff who were delivering food in the corridor and guests who were going downstairs to eat.

Seeing this scene, their eyes were full of gossip and ambiguity.

To avoid attracting too many people over, Sharon Allyson gave up struggling and said through gritted teeth, "Can't you see that everyone is looking at us! Hurry up and put me down!" Jameson Proctor said, "Isn't that a look of envy?"

"Envy you?"

"Envy that I hold such a beautiful woman."

Sharon Allyson's words were about to reach her mouth, and she retracted her broadsword that was about to be lifted.

She was really about to laugh from anger.

This person was not only thick-skinned, but he was also displaying his shamelessness to the extreme.

When they arrived in front of the elevator, Sharon Allyson compromised and said, "I'll go by myself.Put me down."

Jameson Proctor turned around to take a look.

Jacob Green immediately brought his shoes over.

Sharon Allyson put on her shoes, tidied up her messy hair, and stared at the elevator, not wanting to speak.

Soon, the elevator stopped.

Two people were already standing in the elevator.

Sharon Allyson couldn't imagine what kind of terrifying scene it would be if she was carried in by Jameson Proctor.

This man was really annoying sometimes.

Jameson Proctor followed behind her and entered the elevator.

The two girls standing in the elevator gathered together and whispered excitedly, "So handsome, so handsome!"

"Go, go, go, ask for his phone number!"

The two of them pushed each other for a while.

A girl came forward and said to Jameson Proctor, "Hello, can I ask for your number?"

Jameson Proctor turned around and glanced at her.

He took the phone she handed over and quickly typed in the number with his long fingers.

The girl's friend covered her mouth from behind, her face full of excitement.

Sharon Allyson leaned against the elevator with her hands crossed over her chest, her face expressionless.

After Jameson Proctor gave the number, he returned the phone to the girl.

The latter said shyly, "Thank you. Then I can treat you to a drink..."

"This is my wife's number. You guys should be able to have a good chat."

Sharon Allyson, "..."

Jacob Green sighed in his heart that these girls were too naive.

In terms of rejecting people, Mr.Proctor had always been vicious and cold-blooded.

At this time, the elevator stopped.

Jameson Proctor pulled Sharon Allyson's wrist and left in large strides.