Ex-Husband Wants Badly To Resume Their Marriage

Chapter 415: What Are You Hinting At? 

It was already half past eleven when they came out of the cinema.

"I'm going home" Sharon said.

Jameson said, "Let me drive you home"

"Okay" Jameson drove quietly all the way.

It seemed that the movie was a great blow on him.

Sharon lowered the window, and the cold wind whistled.

However, she smiled slightly.

A few minutes later, the car stopped at the gate of the Beale's.

Sharon unbuckled her seat belt and reached out for the door.

When her hand touched the handle, she turned her head and said, "Should I leave now?"

Jameson said, "I can walk you in if you want"

Sharon was lost for words.

"Forget it" she said.

Sharon opened the door and got off the Car.

After a few steps walk, she stopped again and saw Jameson's car still parking in the same place, as if he showed no intention to leave.

If she was right, she heard him clicked a lighter when she got out of the car.

Sharon decided to circle around and walked to the driver side.

As expected, Jameson was smoking.

At the sight of her, Jameson waved the smoke away.

He stared at her, "Why are you coming back?"

Sharon laid her hands on the car window with her eyes fixed on him.

"What?"

Probably because of the movie, he felt her gazes seemed to have a deeper meaning.

Jameson was a little uncomfortable while being stared.

As he was about to avoid her eyes, Sharon said, "Are you feeling guilty?"

Jameson licked his teeth slightly, "Why should I?"

Sharon said seriously, "I have seen an online test about when couples stared at each other for 15 seconds, they usually couldn't help but kiss.But now you're avoiding my eyes.What could be said if you're not guilty?"

"What are you hinting at?"

Before Sharon could speak, Jameson grabbed her neck and pressed his smoky smell kiss on it.

Then he easily pried open her lips, and his tongue rushed straight in.

When the cigarette was about to burn out, Jameson let go of her.

He gently rubbed her tender flesh on the back of her neck.

His voice was hoarse and sexy, "Why don't you get in the car and let's take it slow?"

Sharon pushed him away, "You wish!" Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

Jameson chuckled, "Didn't you hint at that?"

"I'm just..."

Sharon didn't bother to argue with him, and her gaze fell on the cigarette pack beside him.

"I'm the one should be sad.Why are you so upset?"

Jameson held her hand and said, "I feel sorry for you."

Sharon curled her lips and said, "It's just a movie.What are you taking it seriously?"

Jameson said indifferently, "Nothing.I just feel sorry for you sometimes."

"Sometimes?"

Shouldn't it be every minute? Jameson leisurely glanced over, and Sharon hurriedly shut her mouth.

After a while, she pulled her hand back and said, "Well, don't waste your time here.I'm going in"

Jameson stared at her.

He grabbed her head without warning and kissed her for a while.

Then he said, "Go in."

As Sharon was about to leave, she suddenly remembered something and said, "Get rid of your cigarette."

Jameson smiled, "I see."

Sharon still couldn't feel at ease and stretched out her hand, "Give it to me."

Jameson picked up the pack and the lighter and placed it on her palm.

Sharon smiled and said, "Then I'm leaving.Drive safe"

Jameson rarely smoked unless he was ina bad mood.

Sharon could not figure out why he would be affected by a movie.

"OK."

She put the cigarette and lighter into her bag and turned to the Beale's.She didn't drive her car tonight, so she could only walk back.

However, when she walked a few miles, the street lights dimmed.

It went completely dark around.

Sharon stood for a while.She was about turn on her flashlight when she found a dazzling light lit up behind her.She narrowed her eyes and turned.

It was from a car.

Sharon's smile widened.She turned around and continued to walk without taking her phone.

The lights shone far enough.

Moreover, she would not feel lonely even if she walked alone on this road.

When Sharon walked into the garden and saw the surrounding lights, she took out her phone and tested to Jameson, saying that she had arrived.

A few seconds later, the lights in the distance disappeared.

Sharon went upstairs and found the door of Talon's study was open.

She didn't know if it was Talon's habit, or if he never let down his guard to her.

Ever since she moved to the Beale's, Talon's study had been locked if he wasn't in it.

Sharon looked around and frowned.

Then she went back to her room, locked the door and took a bath.

When she entered the bedroom, a servant came out from the corner, walked towards Natalia''s room, and knocked on the door.

Natalia said coldly, "Come in”

The servant pushed the door open, "Miss Beale."

Natalia sat on the sofa and was browsing the magazine, "She came back?"

"Yes, she just entered her room" Natalia said, "Didn't I tell you to turn off the lights? How could she come back so early?"

The servant hesitated, not knowing what to say.

Natalia frowned, knowing that her reply would definitely not be something she wanted to hear.

Natalia continued, "Have you opened the study's door?"

"Yes.When Ms.Allyson came back, she glanced at the study.She probably noticed the door was opened"

Natalia sneered and continued her reading, "Alright, keep an eye on her.Once she enters the study, tell me."

The servant was a little worried, "Mr.Proctor is out for days.What if he finds out what we're doing?"

"I've got your back.What are you afraid of?"

The servant immediately lowered his head and did not dare to speak again.

Natalia said, "You may go out.Sharon is not stupid.She will get inside when no one is around.Don't sleep tonight.Waite outside the study"

The servant answered, "Yes.”

"Go”

After the servant left, Natalia closed the magazine and impatiently threw it on the table.

Previously, Sharon got something on her, and that was why she suffered last time.

She couldn't let it go easily.

Besides, she had already installed surveillance cameras in the study.

As long as Sharon entered alone, she would have an excuse to expel her from the Beale family.

And anyway, Sharon would have no chance to find anything in it.