Ex-Husband Wants Badly To Resume Their Marriage

Chapter 650: What Are You Looking at 

"Who do I have an affair with?" An Yating had just finished speaking when a male voice came from behind her.

Her figure froze for a few seconds before she turned around.Her ostentatious expression instantly disappeared.

She looked at the man in front of her and stuttered, "Mr...Mr.Proctor..."

Jameson Proctor stood there with a calm gaze.

"Tell me, who do I have an affair with?" An Yating could say those words in front of Giana Clarke, but even if she had a hundred guts, she would not dare to say it to Jameson Proctor.

Her face alternated between blue and pale.

She could not help but clench her hands, forcing a smile, "I was just...joking with Giana Clarke.Many people said that..."

Jameson Proctor asked in a calm tone, "Joke? Many people?"

An Yating felt a gust of cold wind blow over, and her back felt cold.

She stammered, wanting to shirk the responsibility.

"I don't know where I heard it from, but there are people occasionally...but I definitely believe in Giana Clarke and Mr.Proctor."

"So, just some hearsay had emboldened you to talk nonsense in front of my wife?"

An Yating heard his cold tone and her lips turned purple.

She quickly explained, "Mr.Proctor, I really didn't mean it that way.I was just joking...No...I shouldn't have believed such hearsay from others.It just slipped off my tongue...but I really didn't mean it..."

Jameson Proctor looked at her."Your boss has been looking for me to talk about cooperation recently.

It seems that there is no need now" An Yating's face instantly turned ashen.

Although she had gained a lot of fame in the past two years and the company was willing to give her money and resources, if the company lost the Proctor Group because of her, then her boss would definitely not let her go.

"Mr.Proctor..." Jameson Proctor ran out of patience.

His thin lips curved slightly as he coldly spat out two words, "Disappear."

An Yating did not dare to stay any longer.

Afraid of saying too much, she quickly turned around and got into the car.She said to the driver, "Let's go!"

After the car drove a distance away, An Yating finally calmed down a little.

She then realized that what Jameson Proctor had just said was, "Nonsense in front of my wife."

An Yating’s expression became even uglier.

She quickly took out her phone and searched the keywords of Jameson Proctor's wife online.

In the few photos, An Yating found a photo of a kiss in the rain, but there was only one side of Sharon Allyson's face.

She clicked onto the photo, enlarged it, and finally fell into the seat.

The woman in the photo was one of those coming to Giana Clarke this afternoon.

And she was like a fool, saying this in front of them.

Giana Clarke might have laughed at her in his heart.

An Yating exited the page and gritted her teeth.

A few minutes later, she picked up her phone and dialed the boss’ number.

She could not just sit there and wait for death.

On the other side, after An Yating left, Giana Clarke, Tiffany Momon, and Olivia Hood looked at Jameson Proctor in a daze.

They were frightened by the coldness and pressure from him.

Jameson Proctor glanced at them.

"What are you looking at?" They all looked away and lowered their heads to eat.

Sharon knew that he did not like to eat this kind of food.

She said, "Why don't you wait for me in the car? We might still have a while to finish the meal."

Jameson Proctor strode a few steps and sat next to her.

"I haven't eaten either."

"Then you...I'll give you some glutinous rice balls."

"Yes, please." Sharon Allyson looked at the other people.

"Do you have anything to eat?" Olivia Hood raised his hand.

"I want it, too.I haven't eaten this before." Sharon Allyson replied, "Okay."

She walked to the stall and asked the boss for two servings of glutinous rice balls.

This rice ball was Little Glutinous Dumpling and had no fillings.

She especially liked to eat it when she was in university. Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.

After paying the money, Sharon Allyson turned around.

Just as she was about to go back, she saw that under the orange street lamp, the people around were talking about almost everything, and there was a flashy noise.

Jameson Proctor was sitting at the table with a suit on the side.

The cuffs of his white shirt were casually rolled up, looking out of place.

However, it added a bit of a cold tune to the surroundings, making this barbecue stall look a bit different, making the abrupt surroundings automatically reconciled because of his existence.

Seeing this scene, the corners of Sharon Allyson's lips curved up.

Who would have thought that one day, Jameson Proctor would accompany her to eat barbecue in the food stall outside? After a while, the glutinous rice balls came up.

Jameson Proctor and Olivia Hood each had a bowl.

Sharon Allyson handed the spoon to them.

Olivia Hood couldn't wait to taste it.

He was so hot that he couldn't speak.

At the same time, he also praised, "It's delicious!"

Sharon Allyson smiled.

"Eat slowly" She looked at Jameson Proctor again.

"How is it?" Jameson Proctor put down the spoon, his expression unchanged.

"It's normal.There is too much sugar, and the sweetness is too strong.The glutinous rice flour used by the glutinous rice balls is also not good.The texture is too sticky"

Sharon Allyson: "..."

Sure enough, she should not have any hope for such a picky person.

Jameson Proctor continued, "But it can still be eaten.You've got to fill your stomach with something, right?"

Sharon Allyson sighed silently.

"Why don't you stop eating? I'll make it for you when we get back later."

"I'm not that pretentious."

"Is this not pretentious enough?"

Jameson Proctor looked at her expressionlessly.

Sharon Allyson smiled and lowered her head to eat, avoiding the topic.

Since there was still a recording tomorrow, they did not eat for long.

When it was about time, they prepared to leave.

Sharon Allyson asked Ruben Allyson, "Where do you live now?"

"l rented a house." She nodded and said, "How about this? Ruben, drive my car to send Giana Clarke back."

Giana Clarke waved her hand.

"There's no need to go through so much trouble.I can take a taxi myself." Tiffany Momon said from the side, "How can that be? It's already so late and your driver isn't here.It's better to let Ruben send you back"

"We still have to record tomorrow.It's too time-consuming for such a back-and-forth!" Ruben took it from Sharon and disappeared.

"The house I rented is in your direction.It's on your way home." Giana Clarke was stunned and did not know what to say for a moment.

Tiffany Momon pushed her.

"Did you hear that? It's on the way.It won't take much time.Go."

In this situation, Giana Clarke could not say anything more.

They were all friends.

If she refused, it would be hypocritical.

She waved to Sharon and the others, "Then we will go first.Bye."

After watching them leave, Sharon said, "Let's go too."

On the way back, Tiffany Momon and Olivia Hood sat in the back row.

For the first time, Jameson Proctor acted as their driver, which they enjoyed very much.

In the midst of the uneasiness, they were all happy and excited.

How big a face! It was enough to brag for eight to ten years.

There was not much traffic at night.

It only took about ten minutes for the car to reach downstairs of the community.

After getting off the car, Tiffany Momon pulled Olivia Hood and left, creating a world for them alone.