Single Mom's Sweet Husband by Charlotte

A trace of doubt emerged in Charlotte's mind. But before she could continue eavesdropping, the elevator arrived with a ding. Elaine stalked into the elevator and turned around to face the front. Right at that moment, Charlotte hurriedly spun around.

She did not want Elaine to see her, especially not now.

Unfortunately, Elaine did just that.

However, she didn't seem fearful of being exposed. Instead, her lips curved upward into a sinister smirk.

The elevator doors closed and broke off the women's eye contact. Charlotte looked up at the clock on the wall and realized it was already an hour past midnight.

Where would Elaine be going so late at night?

"Oh no, something's come up with the patient in Room 888!"

A trainee nurse came rushing into the on-call room. Very quickly, a doctor stepped out and headed toward Room 888.

Instinctively, a bad feeling brewed in Charlotte's gut. There was no way that her father was the patient she was talking about, right?

She didn't allow herself much time to overanalyze. She simply followed behind to take a look for herself.

Sure enough, the patient of Room 888 was her father, Timothy Emerson.

Charlotte stood by the door in a daze as she watched the medical staff rendering resuscitation efforts.

Seconds felt like minutes until she finally saw the heartbeat on his vital signs monitor return to normal.

As she stood by the door and watched from the outside, tears streamed down her face. She hastily stopped the doctor before he could leave and urged, "Doctor, what... what's wrong with him? What illness does he have?"

The doctor stared at Charlotte with a sense of skepticism as he asked, "Who are you?"

'T m his, his..." Daughter. She was his daughter, but she couldn't seem to enunciate the word.

a sudden, she was reminded that the relationship

needs good rest

a simple explanation, the doctor

tears away, ready to

doctor's advice, she retracted

Would he still consider her his daughter? Charlotte remained standing by the door. After debating with herself for a long moment, she ultimately

in a hidden corner, the shutter of a camera clicked,

photographer finished his task. Without delay, he sent the photo he had

of an eye, the day of the bidding arrived

client had set the venue to be

team followed Christopher to the hotel

her dismay, Charlotte bumped into Elaine, who was here as the

Emerson Corporation.

Charlotte was clad in her routine formal attire, but

large, glimmering eyes were displayed unobstructed to view, which made her

Her hair was scattered naturally on her shoulders and her face was caked exquisitely

set side by side with Charlotte' s pristine, unpainted face, she seemed a little tacky in

two did nothing but exchange a disciplined glance before they located

round's bidding had managed to

order of appearance was to be decided

allotted last with Emerson Corporation's turn just

past, each company utilized their time to

presentation was a warm round of applause and up next was Emerson

and everyone in the audience could tell she was certain she would

moment her gaze landed on Charlotte, a

and behold! Emerson Corporation's design concept. We call this

on the PowerPoint projection turned Charlotte's

same

design prints blew