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.

that the relationship between

good rest and should be kept from emotional

he left her a simple explanation, the doctor

tears away, ready to enter to take a

the doctor's advice, she retracted

since they last met. Would he still consider her his

corner, the shutter of a camera clicked, capturing an image of

Without delay, he sent the

the blink of an eye, the day

the venue to be

the morning, the design team followed Christopher to the

Elaine, who was here as the representative

Emerson Corporation.

in her routine formal attire, but sans the hefty black-framed

eyes were displayed unobstructed to view, which made her appear fresher than

immaculate white dress. Her hair was scattered naturally

with Charlotte' s pristine, unpainted

did nothing but exchange a disciplined glance before they located their respective

had managed to

was to

allotted last with Emerson Corporation's turn

past, each company utilized their time to the fullest

was Emerson Corporation. As their proud representative, Elaine Emerson slowly ascended

on her face and everyone in the audience could

crowd and the moment her gaze landed on Charlotte, a tinge of provocation flickered within her

and gentlemen, lo and behold! Emerson Corporation's design

the PowerPoint

theme be the same as hers? Could this be a

slides that revealed Emerson Corp's design prints blew