Ex-Husband Wants Badly To Resume Their Marriage

Chapter 576: Three Rules 

Sharon Allyson leaned back in her chair and smiled lightly, "Not a nanny because I'm not going to pay you"

Paisley Gregory, "..."

She said reluctantly, "Is that humane?"

Sharon Allyson continued slowly, "To be honest, you wanted to introduce Jayden Bower to me at that time, and we both know why.I have never been a generous person.Others have commented on me as sinister and vengeful."

Paisley Gregory stammered, "That ...that this has been so long ago.I'll apologize to you again.Anyway, don't take the anger on my husband.I'll be responsible for what I've done."

"OK, but you also have to agree to my conditions."

"What?"

"What I just said, help me with the kids"

Sharon Allyson said, "But I have to tell you in advance.If you agree to this, the well-being of that child will be directly linked to your daughter's."

"What do you mean?"

Sharon Allyson's lips pursed, "It probably means that I will use your daughter to threaten you.So, you can think it over before you answer me."

Paisley Gregory frowned, "You're confusing me...a child, what child? Where did you get a child?"

"Mine, I gave birth to it."

"Who did you have it with?"

Sharon Allyson looked at her and didn't say anything.

Paisley Gregory coughed and took a sip of coffee, "How old is the baby?"

"Seven to eight months old"

"I've had a kid before, but I'm not alone.I have a nanny with me.I'm not always good with children.What if you just blame all the bumps and bruises on me?"

"Don't worry.There will be someone to help you.The boy is very good.You just take care of his daily life.Feed him and change diapers.I will be back in the evening."

Paisley Gregory said, "You're really not going to pay me?"

Sharon Allyson said, "Sure, how much do you want?"

Paisley Gregory gestured a number, "This much?"

"Sure, I'll take it out of your husband's salary."

Paisley Gregory, "..."

She couldn't help but deplore, "You're so stingy, and I don't know who you learned it from."

Sharon Allyson was just about to speak when a face suddenly came to mind, and after a moment's pause, a vague smile surfaced at the corners of her lips.

Paisley Gregory said again, "All right, I will help you.But I have three rules.First, the previous grudges we had will be written off.I admit that I was jealous of you, OK? Second, you can not target my husband.Third ..."

Paisley Gregory took a short pause, "How long do I have to do it?"

Sharon Allyson thought for a moment, "It won't be long."

"That's fine.I'm fine with a month or two, three or four months is OK, but I'm not sure about longer"

"What do you mean you're not sure?"

Paisley Gregory said, "Raising a child is like raising a pet.You get attached to it after a long time.You're not paying me a salary, and I'll be on my way out when the time comes.How can I accept that?"

Sharon Allyson's lips hooked up, "OK, I get it."

As they left the cafe together, Paisley Gregory couldn't help but ask, "You're not really threatening me with my daughter.She's just a kid."

Sharon Allyson said lightly, "I'm not kidding.I don't have the right people around me anymore, and I don't trust you, so I have to have leverage in my hands."

"Seriously? Jameson Proctor is your husband.Martin Morton and Trey Coe have both pursued you, and you're saying there's no one around you that you can trust?"

Sharon Allyson turned her head to look at her, "Can they babysit?"

Paisley Gregory was speechless.

After a moment, Paisley Gregory said softly again, "Don't worry.As long as I live, your son will live.So don't do anything to my daughter."

Sharon Allyson raised her eyebrows, "Let's go."

Paisley Gregory was not a bad person by nature, but she was jealous of Sharon Allyson from the time she was a student.

After she graduated and married Ivan Gregory, she became a housewife and had a lovely daughter.

She didn't have to worry about money and had all the clothes and bags she wanted.So she was feeling quite superior.

But after the previous incident, she was probably finally tamed by society and put away those small thoughts that were detrimental to others.

Most importantly, Sharon Allyson knew very well that she loved her daughter and Ivan Gregory.

Ivan Gregory was now one of the few people she could use and trust, which was why she approached Paisley Gregory.

Daniel's side also lent her some men.

So Paisley Gregory would not have any problem even if she took the child out.

On the way back, Sharon Allyson saw that the weather was Starting to heat up, so she went to the mall and bought some light clothes for the little one.

After the shopping, Sharon Allyson got into her car and saw the Proctor Group building standing not far away.

She sighed.

What a coincidence it was to be in this neighborhood! She heard that Jameson Proctor was discharged from the hospital yesterday, and she wondered how the man was doing and if he got better.

Sharon Allyson thought about it, went to the restaurant next door, packed a little food and soup, put on a mask, and went into the Proctor Group building.

She left her things at the front desk, "Hi, can you give this to Jacob Green, please?"

The receptionist didn't recognize her, "You're Mr.Green's "I'm nobody, just bringing him something to eat."

"But Mr.Green went out with Mr.Proctor this afternoon.I don't know if he will come back tonight.Do you want to give him a call?"

At that, Sharon Allyson froze, "They went out? Where did they go?"

The receptionist said, "I'm not sure about that."

Sharon Allyson took her things back, "Forget it then.Thanks."

He was not afraid to open up his wounds at all, was he? Sitting in the car again, Sharon Allyson put the food she bought on the passenger side.

It was a good thing she didn't have to cook anymore in the evening.She could heat it up and eat it.

Back to the apartment, Sharon Allyson parked the car and took out all her groceries.

There was a lot of stuff, so she carried it with both hands and walked to the elevator.She was about to free one hand to press the elevator when a hand crossed hers and pressed the button.

Sharon Allyson turned her head and met the man's dark, quiet eyes.

After a few seconds, she turned her head again with little expression.

Jameson Proctor didn't say anything, just followed her into the elevator.

They were the only ones in the elevator.

Jameson Proctor's voice was low and magnetic, "Which floor?"

"Don't you know?"

"I'm just trying to be polite."

After the words, Jameson Proctor pressed the 17th floor.

Sharon Allyson, "..."

Polite my ass.

The bag in Sharon Allyson’s hand was a little heavy. Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

She just moved her arm, and her hand was empty.All the things were taken over by Jameson Proctor.