Ex-Husband Wants Badly To Resume Their Marriage

Chapter 176: Continuing Doing So Would Backfire 

After hanging up, Sharon took a deep breath and returned to the living room.

Tiffany asked, "What did that jerk say?"

"He asked me to go somewhere with him on the weekend,"

Sharon said sluggishly, leaning back on the sofa.

"But you've..."

"So I rejected him."

Tiffany thought for seconds, and then she came over and said, "Sharon, do you think Jameson is very strange recently?"

Sharon sneered, "He is not only strange.He is simply torturing me even more."

"Do you think he is torturing you?"

Sharon was exhausted and her voice sounded weak, "Otherwise, what was he doing?"

Tiffany concluded, "Don't you feel that judging from his recent actions, he is like a pupil who doesn't know how to express his love.He always tries to attract the attention of the girls he likes with clumsy methods."

Sharon didn't know what to say.

She was silent for a few seconds.

Then she raised one of her hand to touch Tiffany's forehead, and touched her own head with another, frowning, "There's no fever."

"Hey."

Tiffany took her hand away.

"I'm serious.Didn't that jerk admit that he liked you before? I think it looks very probable."

Sharon sat back down the sofa and said indifferently, "To someone like him, liking is just an adjective.It is dispensable and meaningless."

Tiffany sighed, agreeing with her.

After a while, Tiffany took out the garbage and threw it away.

Five minutes later, she ran back with excitement, "Sharon! Sharon!"

"What's wrong?"

Sharon asked.

"Do you remember the handsome mixed-blood guy we met in the elevator? I just saw him again.Guess what, he's our new neighbor next door!"

"He has moved here for a few days.It's time for us to greet him." This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Tiffany said and ran into the bathroom.

"No, no, I have to go wash my hair and put on my makeup.He can't see me without makeup."

Hearing this, Sharon smiled and said, "There is a cake I bought this afternoon in the fridge.You can bring it over."

"I love you!"

Sharon was so bothered by Jameson's phone call that she didn't have the mood to draw any more sketches.

So she changed her clothes and intended to go downstairs for a run.

When she went out, she said to Tiffany, "Tiffany, I'm going out.Do you need me to bring anything back?"

"Buy some snacks for me.I'm not full tonight."

"Alright."

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Tiffany looked at the time and saw that it was already half past nine, so she quickly washed her hair.

Otherwise, if it was too late, she would disturb the neighbor.

After blowing her hair, she quickly put on an exquisite makeup, put on her best skirt and took out the cake from the fridge.

Then she knocked on the neighbor's door.

After almost two minutes, the door opened.

Tiffany smiled, "Hello, Nice to meet you.I'm...."

The man glanced at the cake in her hand and reached out to pull the door, "No, I don't need it."

Tiffany quickly stopped the door with her hand and kept smiling, "Sir, I'm from next door.I heard that you just moved here.So I came to say hello."

The man loosened his hand that was on the handle, saying "Sorry."

Tiffany tidied up her skirt, trying to maintain a good image before him, "It doesn't matter.This cake is for you."

"Thank you, but I don't like sweets."

"Alright."

Tiffany could only withdraw her hand shamefully, saying, "And my name is Tiffany.I live with my friend.Are you?"

The man said indifferently, "Daniel."

"Then ...I'll get out of your hair.Since we're neighbors, if you need any help, you can come to me.Make yourself at home.A good neighbor is better than a brother far off."

The man smiled at her and closed the door.

Tiffany stood at the door.

She couldn't help but curl her lips as she looked at the undelivered cake in her hand.

Half an hour later, when Sharon returned with the barbecue, she saw Tiffany sitting on the sofa, eating the cake sullenly.

She changed her shoes and walked over.

"Is he not at home?" She asked.

"Yes, he is." Tiffany sighed dejectedly.

"At first, he thought I was a saleswoman, and he almost shut the door.I told him that we were neighbors, so he could come to me wherever he needed help.However, he smiled perfunctorily and just

closed the door."

After saying that, Tiffany put down the cake and cheered up.

"No, I can't just back down.A handsome guy must have a bad temper.I'll move him with my kindness.Isn't that what they play on TV? If I'm kind hearted enough, the handsome guy will fall in love with me."

Sharon was speechless.

She placed the barbecue before Tiffany and smiled, "Finish it.I'll go take a bath."

In the Proctor Group.

Jameson held his phone and frowned.

A moment later, he raised his head and said coldly, "Check out Trey's schedule for the weekend."

"Yes."

After ten minutes, Jacob knocked on the door of his office, "Mr.Proctor, Mr.Coe is not working on Saturday.But I don't know his personal schedule..."

Jameson pursed his thin lips and leaned against the office chair with a gloomy face, "Sharon will have a date with him."

Jacob asked tentatively, "Mr.Proctor, are you sure?"

"It's an intuition."

Sometimes, men's instincts were irrational.

Jameson stood up and asked, "Go checking out what Trey has arranged."

"Alright."

After a pause, Jacob said, "About clothes from the Star Lake Mansion, do you want me to send them to Mrs.Proctor?"

"Forget it."

Continuing doing so would backfire.

Saturday.

After receiving Trey's call, Sharon said to Tiffany, "Let's go.He's here."

Tiffany turned around and frowned, "You just wear this?"

Sharon lowered her head to take a look.

She wore an usual dress, "What's wrong?"

"No, today we're going to...."

Tiffany had a sudden enlightenment.

She hurriedly changed the topic.

"How can you dress so casually for a concert? This is disrespectful to musicians."

There was nothing Sharon could say.

Tiffany pushed her into the room and found the skirts she bought with Sharon from the wardrobe.

She chose a black skirt made of wool that would highlight Sharon's figure.

And then she took out a camel-colored coat.

"After changing this, you can put on some makeup."

"I already did..."

"How can you wear such a light makeup? Do it again to show some respect."

Sharon tried to refuse, "Trey is here.It's not good to keep him waiting for too long."

"It's fine.It takes time for beauties to show up.I believe he will wait with pleasure."