Single Mom's Sweet Husband by Charlotte

When Shane noticed that her gaze was blank, he nodded slightly and peered at the high-pressure cooker on the kitchen stove.

Charlotte jogged to the kitchen. Hastily, she tried to open the lid of the cooker.

But suddenly, a waft of boiling steam rose from the pot.

"What are you thinking about?" Shane immediately grabbed her arm.

The lid was pushed open by the high-pressure steam. Charlotte fell to the ground as Shane pulled her away, her back hitting hard against the kitchen cabinet.

Charlotte blinked multiple times. She was in a state of stupefaction. "I..." Shane turned off the stove and bent over to grab her arm. Seeing that her right arm was entirely scalded, he immediately grasped her wrist and took her to the front of the refrigerator. He took out sice cubes, wrapped them in a cloth, and pressed it on her arm.

It was excruciatingly painful.

Charlotte gritted her teeth without uttering a single word.

"The steam from the high-pressure cooker is very hot. We need to go to the hospital to treat the wound," he said with a cold expression.

"I'm sorry..." Charlotte lowered her head. She didn't dare to look at him.

"I'll take you to the hospital first." Along the way, Shane didn't say a word to her. When they arrived at the hospital, he was also busy helping her register and had no ttalking to her.

Charlotte sat alone on the bench in the hospital corridor, watching patients cand go. The atmosphere was actually quite lively, but her heart was empty, very empty.

Soon, Shane finished registering at the Department of Burns Treatment and brought Charlotte to the third floor for examination.

In the elevator, there were only her and him.

Charlotte suggested in a low voice, "I can do it alone. Do you want to go eat first?" Shane didn't even look at her. He grabbed her wrist and stood by the door, fixing his eyes on the pulsing numbers of the elevator floor indicator.

Was he being angry? Was it because she had agreed to Rick's contract, or was it because she had scalded herself? Charlotte thought about this, puzzled. Her mind was extremely stuffy.

When it cto minor burns, a large majority of people had no better way to treat them, and doctors' methods were limited too.

The doctor first washed her burned skin with cold water. After rinsing the wound, the doctor didn't dry her arm with a towel but waited for the skin to dry naturally, then sanitized the wound with iodine. Finally, she applied ointment on the scalded area.

The process was quite fast.

Her prescribed medicine included a burn cream and anti-inflammatory pills.

The doctor said that she couldn't eat spicy food but had to increase her protein intake. She should also be careful not to wet her wound when she showers. Apart from the pain, the wound might also get infected. But fortunately, the scalded area wasn't too big, and no blisters were found.

Technically, it was not a big deal.

Charlotte picked up the medicine from the dispensary. Before she could open her mouth to speak, Shane was already grabbing her wrist.

"Slow down, I can't keep up with your pace..." Shane didn't answer, but he slowed down.

Charlotte wanted to talk to him again, but she didn't know what to say. It wasn't until she got in the car that she remembered it was almost 9 pm. If she went hand cooked dinner like this, it would take a very long tfor sure. So how were they going to settle their dinner? Actually, she wasn't that hungry. But as for Shane...

"What do you want to eat?" Just as she was wondering, his voice rang out crisply.

Charlotte shot up her head and looked at him. "Anything is fine for me." "Okay," Shane replied lightly. His slender and structured fingers held the steering wheel, rotating it as he asked, "Porridge?" "Alright." There was this famous porridge restaurant in River City. Many people went there even if it was late at night. Charlotte opened the car door. When she had just taken a few steps forward, Shane grabbed her wrist again. He seemed to think that she didn't even have the ability to walk on her own and needed him to hold her hand so that she wouldn't fall.

The restaurant's door divided the world in two.

Outside the door was an empty street, the frosty wind made people tremble uneasily.

There were a lot of people beyond the door. Even the owner was busy taking orders. The glass windows were covered in a layer of fog. Children who were sitting next to the windows would write and draw on them.

For a moment, Charlotte couldn't adapt to the transition. She stood at one spot and didn't move.

"What would the both of you like to eat?" The waiter cover.

"Pork ribs and prawn porridge." Shane paused and added, "I want 3 pounds of prawn." The waiter was stunned. "3 pounds of prawn for both servings?" "Yeap." People would normally order one pound, which should be more than enough because the pot was huge.

The waiter nodded and said, "Then, sir, would you like to personally pick the prawns..." "There's no need." Shane straightaway took a seat with Charlotte.

Charlotte had never tasted this kind of porridge before. So, she was curious about everything, especially the seafood porridge on the neighboring table. Earlier, she saw a waiter place a raw snake into the pot and covered it up. She wondered if the snake could be properly cooked or not.

Because Shane had ordered too much food, so the boss personally cover to confirm his order.

"Well, the both of you might not be able to finish everything," the owner said as he scratched his forehead.

"I can take the rest away." Shane gave a short reply.

"Alright then, I'll cook it for you. We also have sdelicious side dishes in our restaurant too. Would you like to have a look at the menu?" Shane frowned. He wanted to say no at first, but Charlotte had already nodded, so he didn't bother to care about it.

Charlotte finished ordering sside dishes and handed the menu to the owner. Then, she excitedly grabbed Shane's arm and said, "Shane, I haven't had tofu jelly in such a long time. I didn't expect that people still sell tofu jelly here in River City." Tofu jelly was a kind of street food that could be easily found at all kinds of food stalls on the street in the past. But as technology advances, the number of these street-food stalls slowly started to decline, so was tofu jelly.

It had been seven or eight months since she last had tofu jelly.

It wasn't easy to find tofu jelly, and it was even more difficult to find delicious ones. She had no clue what the tofu jelly here tasted like either.

Charlotte's mind was filled with tofu jelly, while Shane's gaze was fixed on his hand, which she was holding.

"Let go." He pursed his lips.

"Ah?" Charlotte asked, confused.

Shane immediately withdrew his hand.

It wasn't until after a while did Charlotte realize that he was telling her to let go of his hand. Feelings of being wronged welled up in her heart, so Charlotte decided to move closer to Shane.

The man slightly moved away without saying a word.

"You're very angry today." Her voice was soft and gentle.

"I just can't believe how stupid you are." "I didn't want to be scalded either." He wasn't talking about that.

Very soon, Charlotte's tofu jelly and other side dishes arrived. Her eyes lit up and she couldn't care less about Shane's mood. She reached out and was about to grab the tofu jelly.

But Shane took the tofu jelly before her and picked out the dried shrimps on it. Only after that did he push the tofu jelly in front of her.

Although most kinds of dried shrimp were harvested from lakes, srestaurants would use dried would use dried m sea sprimps instead. She couldn't eat seafood, so she'd better not eat the dried shrimps. "Thank you," Charlotte said softly. She looked at Shane for a while, making sure that he didn't want to eat the tofu jelly, then only she put soy sauce on it.

She scooped a spoonful of tofu jelly and put it in her mouth. The soft tofu collided with the pickled vegetable and soy sauce in her mouth. The combination was so flavorsthat she felt as if her tongue was about to go numb. "Rick cto find you and you never thought of the reason?" Charlotte's hand paused.

She looked at the person next to her and said, "He said that except for our company, there's no other company that can accept such a big order in River City." "So, you helped him?" Shane sneered. Charlotte didn't answer and felt like she had lost her appetite in an instant. She lowered her head, feeling guilty. How could he force himself to continue when she looked like that? Shane lifted her chin, forcing her to look at him.

His body was slightly moving closer, and when he almost touched her lips, he stopped.

Charlotte widened her eyes in shock. Her eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings, and her body was trembling.

She didn't dare to move.

Charlotte.

Theoretically, she was his wife.

Theoretically, she was the mother of his child.

And theoretically... she shouldn't have avoided his kiss.

"Why didn't you ask me?" he asked in a deep and frosty voice.

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