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 between herself and her father had

a heart attack. He needs good rest and should be

a simple

tears away, ready to

recalled the doctor's

since they last met. Would he still consider her his daughter? Charlotte remained standing by the

then, in a hidden corner, the shutter of a

he sent the

eye, the day of the

client had set the venue

in the morning, the design team followed Christopher to the

Charlotte bumped into Elaine, who was here as the representative

Emerson Corporation.

in her routine formal attire, but

view, which made her appear

was scattered naturally on her shoulders and her face was caked exquisitely with

pristine, unpainted

did nothing but exchange a disciplined glance

managed

order of appearance was

was allotted last with Emerson

time to the fullest as they unveiled their

of applause and up next was Emerson Corporation. As their proud representative, Elaine Emerson slowly ascended the stairs on her 5-inch

and everyone in the audience could

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

Emerson Corporation's design concept. We call

the PowerPoint

could Elaine's theme be the same as hers? Could this

the following few slides that revealed Emerson Corp's design prints blew every member of NC's team off