Single Mom's Sweet Husband by Charlotte

"If you are truly thankful, just call me by my name," Christopher replied with a smile. ""Mr.

Gibson' makes me sound so old."

Despite the humour in his tone, Charlotte was a little hesitant. He was not just anybody, he was her superior!

Still, when she met those gentle eyes of his, she realized she didn't seem to have a valid reason to refuse. After all, he had always had her back.

With that thought, she nodded and smiled at last. "Alright, Mr. Gibson. No, I mean, Christopher." She couldn't help but blush.

Christopher observed every bit of the rosiness on Charlotte's flushed cheeks.

He then looked at his wristwatch and said, "If s getting late. I'll send you home."

In no time, Shane caught wind of their failure at securing the bid.

At that time, Shane was handling an urgent document at the Fuller Group. The moment he heard the news, his writing hand halted mid-action and he raised his head to look at Cole with an unfathomable expression on his face.

His tone was the same old icy coldness. "Have you heard back about what I asked you to do?"

This took Cole by surprise. Fortunately, he managed to react before Shane grew furious and replied dutifully, "The report will be out by tomorrow."

"I want to see it on my desk first thing tomorrow morning," Shane demanded flatly as he lowered his gaze at his watch. He rose from his seat, grabbed his coat, and swiftly walked out.

her frazzled

was the sight of

raised her head and looked toward the number on the door. There was no mistake; this was

was Shane Fuller

was here to teach her a lesson after finding out about the design draft

very epitome of ruthlessness, to have brought himself up to her

way for Shane to fit was by sitting rigidly with his back flexed, like a massive iceberg.

somewhat comical scene, Charlotte couldn't

up and tossed a hostile glance at

She changed out of her flats and

the babysitter had already gone home, but Sheryl was

These are pictures of

thick photo album to her chest as she scuttled toward Shane, taking no notice of the woman

reproached with a hint of jealousy laced in

at the corner of Charlotte's shirt and giggled, "Mommy, I invited

invited him?" Charlotte

park, so it's only right for

daughter's 'prudent' attitude in handling matters, Charlotte was at a loss. She

of reciprocity. Shane,

a glimpse at the disconcerted expression on Charlotte's face and felt overcome with joy, such that the corners of his

voice interrupted her sulking, "You came