Single Mom's Sweet Husband by Charlotte

It only took a couple of long strides for Shane to catch up with Charlotte.

Taken by surprise, Charlotte asked in confusion, "Mr. Fuller, do you need anything from me?"

The effect of the aphrodisiac had indeed kicked in. Shane's face was burning hot, all the way from his forehead down to his neck and collarbones. His unbuttoned collar from earlier was now all ruffled and wrinkled and lethargy clouded his face.

"Are you unwell?" asked Charlotte, seeing the agony on Shane's face.

However, the man did not utter a word in response. Instead, he grasped her wrist and hauled her toward the car awaiting him by the roadside. He swung open the door and forcibly stuffed her into the cabin. Then, Shane clambered into the car and shut his eyes. He muttered, "Cole, hotel."

His voice was raspy and deep.

Charlotte was flabbergasted. Her lips parted to protest, but when she turned toward him, her harsh words took a U-turn in her throat.

She had never seen such intensity of crimson on a person's face before.

She hesitated for a moment and lowered her voice, "Cole, why don't we go to the hospital instead? By the looks of it, this seems to be a case of an acute fever."

Cole tore his eyes off the road ahead of him and peered at Shane through the rearview mirror. He frowned but didn't offer a reply; he only floored the gas pedal a little harder.

along the road like

alone outside the gate, she could only watch in misery as the taillights of

he did not pick up a single one of her

disrupting the heavy silence in the dense air was the ceaseless

now, Sheryl had already fallen asleep in

at Cole. The former

atmosphere drove Charlotte to realize that things might

such that he can't

that thought, Charlotte pursed her lips and

mind off of things, she kept muttering to herself, 'I don't know

know

soon, the car rolled to a halt in front

Shane alight the car. Seeing this, Charlotte followed suit, opening the door and stepping out with

headed directly to the 88th floor, where Shane's

into the room, Cole turned to Charlotte. "Ms. Emerson, may I trouble you to keep an eye

I'll

again, who was now supine on the bed. Then, she turned back to the anxious Cole and