Single Mom's Sweet Husband by Charlotte

Peter's face instantly turned red. She looked at Charlotte in disbelief and protested, "Ms. Emerson, the dishes haven't been served yet. I didn't lose!" Zoe was confused. "What did you lose? What joke?" "Ms. Emerson..." Peter stared at Charlotte pitifully.

Charlotte suddenly changed the subject. "Zoe, where did you sleep last night?" "I went down to the lobby at 11 and checked into a room at eleven-thirty. Before that, I was working in Peter's room," Zoe replied.

"How about this, I'll tell you a joke about Peter but you have to sleep on Peter's sofa tonight and you cannot ask Peter to let you sleep on his bed, okay?" Charlotte smiled mischievously like a fox. Too bad she didn't have a tail. If she did it would definitely be swaying now.

Zoe was a little hesitant but she really wanted to know the joke about Peter...

She didn't mind sleeping on the sofa to listen to a joke. However, she would be less bothered if she was sleeping in Charlotte's room.

"It's an interesting story from Peter's childhood," Charlotte added.

Initially, Peter was very nervous but now he was completely stunned. He didn't expect Charlotte to know anything about him from his childhood.

Shane's gaze also fell on Charlotte. There was a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

Peter's childhood? Zoe suddenly becinterested. They might not be suitable as a couple but Peter was quite nice as a friend. There was no fault in knowing more about a friend. Zoe thought about it. Finally, she gnashed her teeth and answered. "Okay, I'll do it." "Peter once toldhe fell off the roof when he was a child. That's how he got the star-shaped scar on his shoulder. It was a wound left by a starshaped brooch What Charlotte said was true.

Peter nodded and said, "That did happen." "So I went on to investigate what's the story behind the star brooch. Later, I found one of Peter's classmates. He toldPeter drew a picture at the time. It was a drawing of a dog peeing against a tree. The teacher thought it was interesting so she gave him a star brooch." "Pfft..." Zoe instantly laughed. "I didn't know Peter was so cheeky." "Not only that, he probably had dreams about it so one night he wet his bed. He had to pull his bed sheet to the riverside and wash it. He was even beaten by his parents for that." Zoe couldn't laugh at that.

But Peter smiled and said, "Ms. Emerson, you know the story quite well." "I wanted to know you better so I asked them why your parents hit you." Charlotte looked at Peter with determination in her eyes.

Peter was stunned.

When it cto the topic of domestic violence.

Sfelt sorry for him and others may pity him. But no one had ever looked at him with such determination as if they could pull him out from the sea of suffering.

He lowered his head. "Ms. Emerson, actually, I also want to know why they hit me." "I was very curious so I found them." Peter immediately raised his head and looked at Charlotte intensely.

Found them? At that moment, the waiter served their dishes up so the topic had to cto an end.

Tseemed to pass very slowly but Peter was so nervous he couldn't sit still. He wanted to know what Charlotte had investigated. He also wanted to know if her thoughts were the sas his.

No one knew about his past. Even Shane wasn't able to dig up anything on his past.

Soon, the waitress left.

Charlotte placed smeat into the pot and raised an eyebrow at Peter. "Peter?" "Yes, Ms. Emerson." "Mr. Fuller must've investigated you thoroughly before. But he wasn't able to find anything, right?" Charlotte asked smugly.

Peter scratched his head in embarrassment and answered, "Yes, I have blocked all information on me." "How can you find anything if I can't?" Shane asked with a frown.

He didn't believe that his men were weaker than Charlotte's.

In reality, his people were definitely more capable than hers. He had so much experience from all these years, how could he lose to Charlotte? Charlotte put down her plate. "Because I went to investigate it myself. I mentioned before I was on a business trip. I happened to pass by Peter's hometown on the way so I asked someone to investigate his close ones. Then, I went door to door and gave them gifts." She explained it simply but one could sense the effort behind her words.

Shane was silent. Peter felt a lump in his throat. Zoe sighed, "Ms. Emerson, you care about Peter very much." "I've said before that I genuinely treat you guys as my friends." There was a glimmer in her eyes. "I'll continue to tell the joke." Peter's parents didn't have a good relationship.

His father was a gambler and his mother liked to spend money on jewellery. They had smoney but it was all gambled away soon. His father's conventional business was quickly overtaken by technology. Their perfect hwas then destroyed.

People would never acknowledge their own shortcomings. They would find a million reasons such as bad luck or blit on their partners.

Because they didn't want to admit they were wrong so they had to vent their anger on their partners. When their partners start to fight back, they would turn their anger towards the child.

"A child can't fight back. This is the reason." After Charlotte finished, she remained silent. The hot pot continued to boil while the three of them sat in silence. None of them touched the food.

After stime, Shane picked up his cutlery and placed a piece of meat in Charlotte's plate. "Let's go get sseasonings." "Alright." Charlotte stood up with a smile. Just as she was about to walk past Zoe towards the hallway, Shane grabbed hold of her wrist. She froze before turning around and followed him from behind. Zoe gently held Peter's hand. "Sometimes, the answer is simpler and much crueler than we think." "I can accept it." Peter's voice was hoarse.

"Why should you accept it? You can hate it all you want," Zoe said casually.

Peter was surprised. He opened his mouth to protest but stopped when he remembered Zoe's family was e similar to his. She could understand what he felt. Did she mean that hatred was the appropriate response to this? After a moment of silence, he suddenly laughed. "Yeah, why must I force myself to let it go if I can't.

I can hate them and live a good life."

"You did well." Zoe patted him on the head. "Don't worry, your girlfriend might break up with you but as your sister, I will never abandon you. Don't you feel happy just thinking about it?" "Yes, sis." Peter grabbed her hand. It didn't matter if she treated him as a younger brother.

In his heart, there were two women he would never let down. The first was Zoe, the second was Ms.

Emerson. The one man he could never let down was Mr. Fuller. Both Mr. Fuller and Ms. Emerson were his friends. Zoe was his lover.

It was as simple as that.

He loved her.

No matter what others said, no matter what she said, he would work hard to becher ideal man. He could change.

As Peter thought about it, he felt a heavy burden lifted from his shoulders.

Next to the seasoning table.

Shane bent down and took a plate. He handed it to Lottie and said, "You handled this quite well." "Thanks for the praise, Mr. Devil." Charlotte took the plate and filled it with chives and green onions. "You are more sentimental and thoughtful than I thought." X "Actually, I was just passing by Peter's hometown so I asked around about the scar behind his neck. To be honest, it was quite frightening," Charlotte sighed.

Peter had a hard life.

Shane chuckled as he leaned over to wrap his fingers around her waist. "Is it because he's Peter or because he's my man?"