In the room.

Charlotte hugged her legs as she curled up on the couch. Her messy hair covered most of her face.

She looked as if her spirits had been completely shattered.

A "creak" broke the silence and the tightly secured door was pushed open.

Charlotte no longer had the strength to see who it was.

After three days of struggle, her body was too exhausted to do anything.

Now all she could do was hope Madam Lane would eventually be clear-minded enough to let her go home.

But what worried her most was Sheryl. She was surely afraid of being home alone.

"Mommy!"

Was it an illusion?

looked towards the door. She could discern two figures from

it Sheryl

blanked before darkness consumed her

"Mommy, mommy, what's wrong?"

and cried, "Mr. Handsome, please save my mommy." Shane patted

light as a feather. He was afraid her body

a short moment of silence, Shane strode out of the Fuller Residence and left with

ward of

he diagnosed that Charlotte was simply exhausted. All she needed

who was sleeping, his face

"Hey,

his words but

she's not." "No?" Henry obviously found it unbelievable. But from the looks of it, Shane wasn't lying either. He could only

way, did you really sign a marriage certificate with her?" Henry couldn't help but asked as he looked at Charlotte, who was still

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