Single Mom's Sweet Husband by Charlotte

Once Shane left the office, everyone else made their way to the exit as well.

The next day, due to the fact that it was Saturday, Charlotte intentionally did not wake up the small sleeping figure on the bed. Dressed in house clothes, Anne looked at Charlotte who had just opened the guest room door. She went straight over.

"Where is Sheryl?" "She's still sleeping." Charlotte slowly sat down on the sofa. Her face didn't show much emotion.

After a few minutes, Charlotte broke the silence first and looked over at Anne, who was obviously worried.

"Anne, I want..." "You want to move out, don't you?" Anne immediately sat down next to Charlotte and put her hand on Charlotte's knee. She continued, "Do you think I don't know what you're thinking? But at this time, I really don't feel good about you moving out. You should wait for a while first." "I want to be alone right now." Charlotte said with a hint of imploration.

She knew that Anne was doing this for her own good, but she wanted to regulate her emotions as soon as possible and get over everything that had happened. Then she would try her best to get back the Emerson Corporation and everything her mother had left her.

"But the house in the Flowerbed Residence has been sold. It will take at least several days to find a new place." Anne explained to Charlotte helplessly.

"Ding dong-Ding dong-" Charlotte made to get up, but Anne, who was beside her, held her down and forced her to sit back.

"Mr. Fuller?" When she opened the door and saw the most unlikely person to show up standing outside the door, Anne suddenly opened her mouth in confusion. Then she pointed to Charlotte on the sofa and said haltingly, "Lottie is over there." "Thank you." Shane didn't know why he was here either. He had simply driven over unconsciously.

Charlotte, who was sitting on the sofa, already knew who it was she heard Anne's first sentence. However, she did not look up.

"I'm here to see Sheryl." distressed but soft expression appeared on Shane's face.

"She's sleeping. You can go..." "Daddy." Before Charlotte could finish her words, a small figure ran out from inside the guest room. Charlotte could only shake her head helplessly. "Daddy, are you here to take Mommy andhome?" Sheryl didn't know what had happened between adults and what had happened yesterday. It seemed that Charlotte didn't intend to tell the child. "Sheryl." Charlotte glared at Sheryl with feigned anger, who was being carried by Shane.

When she saw her mother's angry gaze, Sheryl pouted slightly and held Shane's neck tightly.

"Chwith me." Shane didn't pay any attention to the expression on Charlotte's face and said directly.

"Home?" Charlotte repeated the word bitterly. She smiled faintly. "Shane, I don't have a hanymore." "I said before that my his your home." Shane didn't know how to express himself, so he said it directly. However, it was still enough to make Lottie's eyes water.

Anne, who was standing beside them, looked at this scene with a smile. She shifted the atmosphere between them.

"Lottie, since you and Mr. Fuller are married, it's logical for you to live in the Fuller Residence. Besides, you won't have to rush about looking for a place to stay anymore." Charlotte wanted to protest, but she held back her anger at Shane's slightly angry gaze.

"Mommy, Daddy will take care of you." Sheryl, who was lying against Shane's shoulder, suddenly turned around and looked at the struggling Charlotte. She had spoken with absolute certainty.

"All right." In the end, Charlotte finally agreed.

It was not only because she had an obligation to create a good environment for Sheryl, but also because she now owed Shane a favour. She could only force herself to try and play the part of a good wife before the expiration of the contract.

When he heard Charlotte's reply, the corners of Shane's mouth curled up almost unnoticeable.

After simply packing up her luggage, Charlotte realized that her things were pitifully few.

"Let's go." Charlotte waved reluctantly at Anne, who was standing at the door. Anne did not seem to care at all and said, "It's okay, I'll go and see you." The sound of the car door slowly closing completely cut off Charlotte's reluctance to leave the apartment that she had been staying in for more than ten days.

"Mommy, can we still stay here in the future?" She suddenly heard the young voice beside her say.

"Yes, we can." Charlotte nodded firmly. Then, she turned her gaze toward the rapidly retreating tall buildings.

"Shane, I want to go to the graveyard with Sheryl." Charlotte said lightly. Her face was expressionless and her eyes didn't seem to be focused.

Shane didn't answer, but parked the car next to an exclusive cemetery in the suburbs.

After getting out of the car, Lottie held Sheryl's hand and walked forward. Shane followed behind her. "You don't have to go." Charlotte suddenly stopped. She did not turn around to look at Shane behind her.

In actuality, it wasn't that she didn't want this man to cto see her mother. She was just worried that he would be held back when they had to separate in the future.

"I want to see my mother-in-law."

Shane said simply and immediately took Sheryl's hand from Charlotte and lifted the girl up. He looked down at her and continued, "Charlotte, I am your husband now, regardless of whether it is in nonly." Charlotte was touched by the help and support Shane had given her, but she tried to calm herself down. Who knew who such an outstanding man would end up with? The edge of Charlotte's mouth curled in a bitter smile. Why did she think about these things? In any case, it wouldn't be her.

Even Charlotte herself didn't know when her eyes had started following the man constantly. His every frown and smile easily made her feel embarrassed.

She didn't have a lot of experience in love. This could be said to be her first relationship. So she couldn't tell if she was touched or if she really liked him.

"Sheryl." Standing in front of the clean tombstone, Charlotte waved to Sheryl, who Shane still held in his arms. Sheryl immediately jumped down obediently. "Baby, are you afraid?" Charlotte suddenly touched Sheryl's soft black hair and tenderly pointed at the smiling woman in the photo.

"I'm not afraid. Mommy said that she would take Sheryl to see grandma. So is this grandma?" All of a sudden, Sheryl lifted her face and tilted her head to the side.

"That's right."

Just as Charlotte nodded her head, Jg the c she saw Sheryl suddenly hug the cold tombstone with both arms. Tears suddenly we welled up in her eyes. She purposely turned her back to prevent the person beside her from noticing.

"Grandma, you are very beautiful, no wonder Mommy is also very beautiful." Sheryl did not notice Charlotte, who was forcefully om suppressing her emotions, and continued to speak. "I've always wanted to see grandma, and now I've finally seen you. I promise you that when I grow up, I'll take good care of Mommy." Shane looked at the adorable child with an unclear expression on his face. Then he looked at Charlotte, who was crying but didn't want others to see her, and suddenly felt his heart soften.

"Thank you." X When she saw the napkin Shane handed over, Charlotte simply thanked him before using it to wipe her tears. She was still sobbing softly.

The best thing she had done was back then was to fight to keep this child.

"Daddy." When Shane heard Sheryl's voice, he crouched down lovingly and kept his gaze level with the little girl.