Single Mom's Sweet Husband by Charlotte

In the president's office.

Shane was seated in his office chair, with his fingers intertwined and his hands rested on the edge of the desk. On his face hung what seemed like a smile as he stared right into Charlotte's eyes.

She had returned to her usual composed, obedient self. The fiery tigress from earlier was nowhere to be found.

"Charlotte, do you not owe me an explanation?"

"An explanation?" What was there for her to explain? Shane's question caught Charlotte by surprise. Baffled, she raised her head to meet the man's eyes.

Sensing Charlotte's confusion, Shane pulled the corner of his lips up into a smirk. For the first time, he explained what was on his mind, 'T ve always despised employees who are constantly involved in strife." 'Constantly involved in strife?' she repeated in her heart.

'Me?'

'With which eye did he see me constantly

involved in strife?'

'Could it be my exchange with Jace earlier?'

Charlotte fell silent for a few seconds. Ultimately, she got herself together and, with a smile that lingered on the edges of her lips, she replied, "Mr. Fuller, I've only joined the company a few days ago. I have barely gotten to know everyone in the company! Who could I possibly involve in strife?"

She did not view herself as a competent employee of the company, nor was she a confidant of Shane's, so she felt no need to spill the truth.

you. Why is

words left Shane's lips, Charlotte almost flipped out. 'Why is that, you ask? If it isn't

of course, she dared not voice it aloud. After all,

Charlotte's face, Shane's heart softened and his

others to respect you, you must be able to portray yourself as a capable, dignified

You may

his message, Shane spun around in his office chair so that his back

give me

always

Charlotte walked back to her

accompanied by some

It wasn't until noon

went without saying that Charlotte was not informed of these happenings. Still, over time, there were gradually lesser and lesser accusing fingers pointing at

doors of the office building, she was stopped by a woman in a

familiarity wash over her, but she couldn't pinpoint exactly where or

matter? Do you not recognize me anymore, Charlotte? I'm Shane's fiancee. We first met at the banquet." Yuliana pushed her chest

spoke in a vindictive tone, "I'm

abilities to pull off a friendly demeanour while dealing with anyone

Charlotte up and down. Her gaze swept past every inch of the woman standing

have the chance to scrutinize this lady

was clad in formal attire and a pair of black-framed glasses, in stark