Ex-husbands love novel (Sharon and Fameson)

Chapter 529: Probably Won't Be Able to Have Children

Jameson Proctor gave a low muffle, "I have."

Sharon Allyson didn't say anything else, thinking that it must have been an unpleasant situation.

Sharon Allyson gently raised her hand and patted him on the back, silently reassuring.

After a long time, she whispered, "Go home.I'll cook for you.What do you want to eat? You can eat

anything you want!"

Jameson Proctor's voice rose slightly, "Anything?"

Sharon Allyson, "..."

She shouldn't have bothered him! Sharon Allyson loosely withdrew her hand, "Okay.Let's go."

Sitting in the car, Jameson Proctor looked at her sideways, "Don't go home."

Sharon Allyson drove and asked, "So, where do you want to go?"

Jameson Proctor said, "Where do YOU want to go?"

Sharon Allyson said seriously, "Go home and sleep."

"That's ok too."

Sharon Allyson didn't mention it and simply shut up.

After a few seconds, Jameson Proctor typed an address into the navigation and said lightly, "Go here."

Sharon Allyson looked at it, "Okay."

The address was in an old city district.

South City is big, so big that Sharon Allyson felt like she had never been to this side before.

The car drove for an hour before reaching the address.

After stopping the car, Sharon Allyson pulled open the door and saw broken houses surrounded by

broken walls, deserted.

It looked like no one had been living there for a long time.

And this place was old, like a forgotten corner, and didn't fit in with the bustling city.

As Sharon Allyson wondered how Jameson Proctor could have brought her here, he came to a stop

next to her, leaned in front of the car, looked into the distance, and said, "I lived here before I was taken

back to the Proctor family."

Sharon Allyson froze and looked over again, "Here?"

"Yeah."

"Then how...It turned out like this.”

Jameson Proctor said, "A few years ago, a developer bought the place, and everyone moved out."

Sharon Allyson said, "You bought it?"

Jameson Proctor looked over at her and smiled, "Not me." Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

"Huh?"

"That developer bought this place because he heard that the government was going to focus on

developing this place, but to his surprise, when the mayor was changed, and the previous project was

reorganized, the place was left unattended and became what it is today."

Sharon Allyson was silent for a while and then whispered, "I don't understand you rich people's

world.You spent so much buying this place, but just threw it away?"

Jameson Proctor put a casual hand on her shoulder and said slowly, "If you're just investing and not

getting any income, it's better to stop in time."

Sharon Allyson thought it over and felt that was true.

This was an old district, and this corner was the end of the entire district.

If not for the government's plan to focus on the development of this place, there would be nothing to

earn here.

In the distance, the sun was slowly setting.

Sharon Allyson leaned on Jameson Proctor’s shoulder and looked at the rows of houses in front of her.

This was indeed quite similar to Bridge Street.

All neighbors lived next to one another, and there were many small disjointed alleyways.

It was quite a quiet place in the middle of all the hustle and bustle.

No one would think of this as a corner of South City.

After a while, Sharon Allyson suddenly felt something strange and looked up from Jameson Proctor's

shoulder, "You and Charlotte had always lived here?"

"Yeah."

"No other relatives?"

"No.”

Sharon Allyson thought that from the first time she saw Charlotte, she felt that she was different from

ordinary people.

Although she was dressed simply and plainly, the connotation and temperament that she embodied

from the inside out were even far beyond Aunt Evie.

Sharon Allyson thought about it before saying again, "Do you know who else is in Charlotte's family?"

Jameson Proctor lightly said, "I did not ask.We were here since my birth."

Sharon Allyson always felt that Charlotte was not the kind of person who would be a mistress to

someone, and this was certainly not her real home.

So there must be some other hidden story about what happened back then.

Some time passed, and the sunset was no longer visible.

Jameson Proctor spoke up and said, "Let's go."

"Okay."

On the way back, it was Jameson Proctor who drove.

The journey was a bit long, and with some traffic, Sharon Allyson leaned back against her seat and fell

asleep.

When she opened her eyes again, she realized that this was not the way back.

She moved her stiff neck, looked around, and asked sleepily, "Where are we going?"

Jameson Proctor's voice was rare and soft, "Home"

"Home? Is this the way?"

Jameson Proctor's lips hooked down and slowly said, "Home is this way."

After the car turned right, Sharon Allyson realized that this was the way to Star Lake Mansion.

She suddenly remembered that Jameson Proctor had said before he left for London that they would

move here when he returned.

Sharon Allyson had completely forgotten.

A few minutes later, the car stopped in front of the Star Lake Mansion.

Sharon Allyson got out of the car, stood at the entrance, and looked out to see the entire garden hung

with lights.

There were swings, vines, and a yard full of flowers...

The place was designed according to her ideas but also incorporated other elements.

At a glance, it looked very much like home.

It was no longer the cold Star Lake Mansion of old.

Sharon Allyson turned her head and met the eyes of Jameson Proctor.

The latter raised an eyebrow at her, "Go inside and take a look."

Jameson Proctor took her hand and walked inside.

Although she already had an idea of what it would look like, Sharon Allyson was still stunned for a

moment when the door opened.

The place was exactly as she had imagined, even more comforting, warmer, and brighter than she had

thought.

There was a lot of greenery around the place, and it was full of life.

Jameson Proctor took her hand and continued upstairs.He pushed open the bedroom door and turned

on the light.

Sharon Allyson's lips slowly showed a smile.

The place was completely changed.

It did have, indeed, the look of a home.

However, when she saw the children's room, Sharon Allyson woke up with a start.

Jameson Proctor looked at her face and whispered, "What's wrong?"

Half a second later, Sharon Allyson looked at him, "Do you remember, I told you that I had something

to tell you?"

Jameson Proctor said, "Yes."

Sharon Allyson pursed her lips.Her eyelashes fluttered violently.Her throat was a bit astringent.

She opened her mouth, but no sound came out.

Jameson Proctor stood in front of her and raised his hand to rub her head, "Baby, what's wrong?"

Sharon Allyson hung her head and said in a mute voice, "When I went to the hospital for my last

checkup, the doctor said that I, in the future, might have a hard time getting pregnant and probably

won't be able to have children"

"That's it?"

Sharon Allyson nodded.

She had been relieved, but when she saw the children's room, she suddenly realized that Tiffany

Momon was not wrong.

Jameson Proctor actually still wanted children.

Jameson Proctor pulled her into his arms, "I have something to tell you, too."