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.

Charlotte hauled her frazzled

the first thing that welcomed her was the sight

toward the number on

was

be that he was here to teach her a

so, then Shane Fuller had to be the very epitome of ruthlessness, to have brought

only way for Shane to fit was by sitting rigidly with his back flexed, like a massive iceberg. In fact, there was barely enough leg

Charlotte couldn't help but burst

up and tossed

smile on Charlotte's face immediately vanished. She changed out of her flats and stepped into the

time, the babysitter had already gone home, but

look! These are pictures of Mommy and

say anything, Sheryl came running out of her room with enthusiasm. She hugged a thick photo

a hint

returned, Sheryl leaped off the sofa gleefully and dashed toward her. She tugged at the

say that you invited him?" Charlotte couldn't believe

the amusement park, so it's only right for me to treat him to dinner. Isn't this the practice of reciprocity

daughter's 'prudent' attitude in handling matters, Charlotte was at a loss. She didn't know if she was to be touched or

of this act of reciprocity. Shane, the person she

and felt overcome with

sulking, "You came back just in time. I'm