Ex-husbands love novel (Sharon and Fameson)
Chapter 87: I'll Call You Jameson

In the ancestral hall, every seat was taken up except for the one beside Sharon.

Mary said, "Hey, why hasn't Julian come yet? Is there a traffic jam?"

She looked at Sharon again, "Sharon, I forgot to bring my phone. Call Julian and ask him where he is."

As she spoke, she looked at people beside her triumphantly.

Sharon didn't know what to say. Mary's intention was too obvious.

Sharon sighed, "I'll call him."

Mary pushed Charlotte, "Charlotte, what's wrong with you? Oh, there are still two dishes in the kitchen. Hurry up and let's bring them over."

The she pulled Charlotte away.

Other neighbors at the table had obviously talked with Mary before, "Sharon, call Julian. The food will be cold soon."

"Right.Call him and ask him where he is."

Sharon took a deep breath.

Just as she was about to call Julian, she suddenly heard his voice, "Don't bother. Everyone, I'm sorry you have wait for a long time."

"Julian, you...."

The woman paused for a moment after seeing a person standing behind Julian.

Julian hurriedly introduced the man behind him to others, "This is Mr.Proctor. You have all met him yesterday, right?"

"Of course! Mr.Proctor is even more handsome than the stars on TV.Of course I remember him."

"That's right. Hello, Mr.Proctor.I didn't have the chance to greet you yesterday. Mr.Proctor is so young. Do you have a girlfriend? Are you married? My daughter also works in the South City.She...." "What are you talking about? Come on, Mr.Proctor is a distinguished guest. Please take a seat.' Not only did people at Sharon's table know that Jameson had arrived.

All the neighborhood learned the news and came over to greet him.

Quite startled, Julian was afraid that Jameson would be annoyed about these people.

He secretly looked at Jameson's expression. He looked indifferent, not as impatient as he had imagined.

However, such a high-ranking man tended to be moody and temperamental.

Julian was still afraid that Jameson would lose his patience.

He quickly managed to persuade everyone to return to their seats.

After the crowd melted away a little, someone came over and said, "Mr.Proctor, there's no empty seat at this table. There are still seats over there. Why don't you join us?" Jameson said in a low voice, "I came with Mr.Huntington. I'll sit with him."

Although Charlotte and Mary hadn't returned yet, their coats were put in their seats.

It was obvious that the two seats were taken, leaving only one empty seat.

Julian didn't hesitate before standing up and said, "Mr.Proctor, please take this seat.' Sharon had been silent all this while.

She suddenly stood up and said, "Julian, take my seat. I'll...

Before Sharon finished her sentence, she felt an extremely solemn gaze.

Julian hurriedly said, "No need, Sharon, sit down....."

At this time, the woman left to Julian stood up, "Julian, take my seat. I'll join another seat. Take good care of Mr.Proctor."

After quite a while, this mattered was finally settled.

When Jameson sat down, Sharon felt uncomfortable and quietly moved to her right.

At this time, Mary and Charlotte also came back with the dishes.

Charlotte paused when seeing that Jameson was there.

Mary was stunned for a moment before she warmly greeted him.

Sharon sneaked a glance at Charlotte.

With an expression the same as usual, Charlotte placed the plates on the table and sat down.

The only thing Sharon felt thankful was that Mary was sitting on her right.

Otherwise, she would feel even more uncomfortable than being torn apart, sitting between the mother and the son who were angry with each other.

Due to Jameson's status and dominating temperament, no one at the table dared to speak to him, but Mary was different.

Her hospitality was well-known in the neighborhood.

She started to talk to Jameson after greeting him.

"Mr.Proctor...." Mary patted her thigh.

"Calling you Mr.Proctor is too polite.I think you're about the same age as my son. I'll just call you Jameson. Do you mind?"

Jameson said, "...I don't mind."

Mary said, "That's right. Jameson, it's just between you and me.Are you married?"

Sharon suddenly stopped drinking water.

Could Mary talk with him about something else? How could she ask such a private question from the start! Sharon felt the nerves were twitching in her temples.

At the same time, someone said emotionlessly, "I am.' As soon as he said so, another woman said, "Jameson, you are so handsome. Your wife must be very pretty, right?"

Jameson glanced sideways at Sharon and said casually, "Just so-so."

Sharon didn't speak.

Mary asked, "Do you have a child? Listen to me, Jameson.It's best to have a child at your age, and your parents can help you take care of your child. If your parents get older when you have a baby, then..." Sharon couldn't help but cough to interrupt her.

Mary looked at Sharon and poured water into her cup.

"Sharon, take care of yourself. Drink more warm water. Don't catch a cold."

"Thank you, Mary.' Julian said at that time, "Mary, Mr.Proctor ...probably doesn't need his parents to take care of his children..."

"That's right,' Mary said, "but Jameson, how can outsiders be as good as your own parents in terms of looking after children? My son insists on hiring a babysitter. He doesn't let me take care of him. Now, the child is not familiar with me at all. Trust me, no one will love the child more than your parents."

With her head propped on her hand, Sharon felt that she could not change the situation.

After a few seconds, Jameson said, "I'll keep what you said in mind."

"Hey, that's right."

The more Mary chatted with him, the fonder she became of Jameson.

She beamed with pleasure.

"By the way, Sharon, I heard from Julian that you guys went to a movie a few days ago. How was it?"

Why did Mary suddenly mention her? She was speaking to Jameson just now.

Sharon said, "It was good. If you are interested, I'll invite you to the cinema next time."

Mary did not expect her to answer like this.

She was stunned for a moment and then smiled, "Silly girl, I'm too old to enjoy a movie. That's something that belongs to the young. Don't bother taking me to a movie.

Then Mary grabbed her hand again and said earnestly, "Sharon, you've come from afar, from the South City.It's our luck to be neighbors and know each other. Don't mind if I said something you'd feel uncomfortable about."