Single Mom's Sweet Husband by Charlotte

"Don't fret," cooed Charlotte as she patted her daughter's back in an attempt to soothe her terror.

Seeing the little child standing next to Charlotte only fueled Timothy's fury. He berated bluntly, "You unfilial daughter! To think you have the face to return! You even brought..." Before he could speak the disrespectful words of her daughter, Charlotte shot him an ice-cold glare.

All of a sudden, Timothy found his words lodged in his throat.

"We meet again after many years, Mr. Emerson. You're still as vigorous as you were in your youth! You still never hesitate to lash out at people."

Initially, she had harboured a slight sense of guilt toward her father, but now that he had laid out these unsympathetic words for her to hear, the loathing in her only grew.

Once again, the atmosphere fell into a state of tension. Elaine stood up and stepped between the two, pretending to be a peacemaker.

"Timothy, Lottie hasn't come back for five years! What are you doing?" Elaine then turned to look at Charlotte. "Lottie, you too. You know very well that your father is ill, why are you still being so difficult?"

Charlotte scoffed. The coldness emanating from within her eyes multiplied with every second her gaze lingered on Elaine.

Meanwhile, Timothy had made his way downstairs and seated himself on the sofa. As he heard Charlotte snort, his wrath peaked once again.

wanted to cut ties with the Emerson family. How dare you still step past our gate

I remind you that this house is my mother's heritage? You're only

as your daughter from today onward." Timothy snapped back to his senses and his hand froze midair. In the heat of the moment, he couldn't figure out what to do with

popped out from behind Charlotte. She looked up at him with large, watery eyes and

Her teeny nose and large eyes immediately reminded him of young Charlotte. With this, his

noticed that the situation was starting to steer off track. Without

acknowledgment and scurried off to

Timothy, for he always doted on

are you doing?" Alistair rubbed the sleep from his eyes drowsily while he stumbled out into

son, Timothy's features relaxed and the tension disappeared

took advantage of this opening to slide between the two. She hoisted Alistair into

loving smile. "Good boy, Alistair! Have you

replied, "Yes, I have. Today, the teacher even

doing so

of us are a happy family. You are the outsider no