Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Charlotte rushed into the bedroom anxiously and saw Ellie, who was hugging her favorite alpaca doll and sleeping soundly on her pink princess bed.

An unfinished milk bottle and a family photo rested beside her.

“Before Ellie fell asleep, she kept asking me if her mother will come back. She was hugging the family photo and crying her heart out. I had to coax her for a long time before she went to sleep,” whispered Ms. Cheney.

“Thank you!” Tears brimmed in Charlotte’s eyes and streamed down her cheeks. She tiptoed into the room, bent down, and planted a gentle kiss on Ellie’s forehead. In a whisper, she said, “Ellie, Mommy’s back. I won’t lose you again.”

When Ms. Longman and Ms. Cheney saw that, their eyes reddened.

Charlotte hugged Ellie and tucked her in. After moving the milk bottle and photo frame aside, she quickly strode to the adjacent room and pushed the door open gently.

When she turned on the wall lamps, she spotted Robbie and Jamie who were both fast asleep on their beds.

Jamie was hugging his toy gun and sleeping soundly, his drool all over his pillow.

the bed, while his left leg was propped up against the wall. His body was sprawled across the bed and the blanket had already slipped off the bed. His sleeping posture looked as wild as

a chuckle. “I just placed his leg in the correct position and tucked him in earlier. Within a

how he sleeps.” Charlotte quickly went over to check him up. She asked anxiously, “What

I’ll explain it to you later,” whispered Ms. Longman. “Spend some time with your children first. We’ll be waiting for

moved his legs back into the correct position and adjusted his sleeping posture. After gently pulling the toy gun out of his arms,

such a pretty

turned around

of Charlotte’s lips as she smacked his chubby

thinking about pretty girls instead of his Mommy in

Jamie’s mouth. After pinching his cheeks affectionately,

sleeping posture was much better. However, his brows were furrowed as he hugged the family photo. There was even a baton used

younger siblings. Hence, he often had more

a toil on his mental health if he matured so