Single Mom's Sweet Husband by Charlotte

"Alright, Lottie, please don't be angry," cajoled Anne coyly as she tugged at Charlotte's arm.

Still, Charlotte remained livid. She glared at Braden, who was sitting opposite her, and completely ignored poor Anne.

At this moment, however, Braden was acting much more gentlemanly than his usual self. He sat rigidly with a straight back and allowed Charlotte's gaze to sweep over him.

A good while later, Braden sprung up abruptly.

His sudden actions greatly startled Charlotte and she backed up instinctively.

"Charlotte Emerson! Here, I, Braden Collins, cordially apologize to you for my past actions. I should not have made assumptions about you and looked down on you." 6-foot tall Braden resembled a sturdy wall

as he stood in front of Charlotte unwaveringly. "I swear that I will definitely treat Anne well. I will devote myself and be a loyal man for her." To substantiate his intention, he even raised his right hand to make an oath. There was intense solemnity on his face in place of the usual mischief.

Charlotte couldn't help but do a double-take. Was this still the Braden Collins she knew?

Anne quietly gave Charlotte's arm a little prod, which brought her back to her senses. She nodded briefly at Braden with embarrassment.

"Come on, let's raise our glasses to celebrate Lottie proving her innocence. The truth is finally out!"

In an attempt to soften the tension in the air, Anne hoisted her glass midair.

However, Charlotte had more or less lost her yen for a celebration. As soon as she downed her glass, she hastily fumbled for an excuse to leave.

She simply couldn't fathom the reason Anne, being as picky as she was, would fall in love with Braden.

Indeed, one could not deny that Braden Collins looked like a million dollars. On top of his striking 6- foot figure, he had thick eyebrows and large eyes that accented his cheekbones. Moreover, he was also from an influential family. He was easily regarded as the cream of the crop.

But how was it possible for him as a playboy to mend his ways overnight?

the relationship, she couldn't

now, she could only deal with matters as they

Soon, she arrived home.

she pushed open the door, Sheryl was sitting on the floor with her LEGO bricks. Once she

noticed that her mother had gloom

Sheryl as she blinked her large, beady

of her flats as she said without looking up, "Mommy's just feeling a little

cycled around Anne. The more she mulled over it, the more the ball of fury in her seemed to grow. And there were two

believe that Anne didn't tell her first-hand about getting a boyfriend although she was supposed to be her closest

other than Braden Collins, the

Charlotte lost herself in her thoughts, Sheryl climbed onto the sofa and

are you still

Charlotte's anger by half. "Thank you, sweetie. Mommy's feeling

that makes you sad, you can tell Sheryl

but she was touched nonetheless. "Sheryl,

hushed Sheryl, unwilling to

bothered about anything else. "Sheryl, can I ask your opinion on something?" Brooding over this, Charlotte couldn't hold it

if her four-year-old girl would understand

furiously and answered with

herself a boyfriend. Would you

replied without thinking,

a good person? Would you still feel happy

girl! Also, what's important is that she's happy." Charlotte was once again at a loss for words. Did she really need her daughter

the bar, she had clearly seen the happiness overflowing from Anne's

into a wide grin and planted a loud smacker

things?" asked Charlotte as she