Single Mom's Sweet Husband by Charlotte

There was a disapproval look on Shane's face as he gazed towards Charlotte.

Charlotte couldn't help but protest in her mind, 'I can't leave Sheryl with you, can I?'

"Leave her with me."

"What?"

Charlotte unintentionally glanced at Sheryl to see her filled with excitement. Her mouth twitched twice as she thought, 'I've raised this daughter in vain...'

"Mommy, I won't abandon you. You will always be my beautiful mommy."

Sheryl, who had always known how to read the room, suddenly smiled and kissed Charlotte. She gently wrapped her arms around her neck and muttered, "Mommy, Sheryl will definitely disturb Aunt Jane now that she has a boyfriend. It's better to stay with daddy."

Charlotte felt her explanation was quite reasonable. She had no choice but to politely say, "Thank you... Shane."

She was forced to blurt out those two words but she missed the trace of tenderness that flashed through the eyes of the man before her.

On the next morning, Charlotte's eyebrows knitted tightly together as she stared at the uninvited guests.

"What are you doing here?"

"What did you say?" Timothy pointed angrily at Charlotte, but suddenly two trained bodyguards blocked his way. He was so furious, he wanted to walk past the bodyguards to Charlotte. "Mr. Fuller has instructed that no one is allowed to go near."

The two bodyguards reached out their arms to stop Timothy, paying no attention to the dark look on his face.

"Lottie, Timothy is still your father. How could you bring Shane into our family matters? Aren't you completely disregarding your relationship with your father?"

Elaine suddenly acted pitifully and wronged. She tugged at Timothy with one hand but anyone could tell she hardly used any strength.

Charlotte watched the scene in front of her with disgust as she casually swiped her phone.

"Are you coming home today? I have already found a buyer. Don't blame me if anything happens. Being married to Shane doesn't mean you can do anything you want." Timothy snorted angrily as he dusted off his sleeves and left.

"Timothy..."

As their voice drifted further away, Charlotte raised her head and forced back the tears that were welling up in her eyes.

Her phone started to vibrate. She rubbed her slightly sore eyes before picking it up.

"Mommy -"

"Baby?"

an unfamiliar number. "Mommy, daddy bought me a new phone. Now I can call you every day and you

back

dotingly. She felt somewhat reluctant

to

even had the time to respond before she

me to send you

rely on you for everything.

ruffle Sheryl's hair then continued, "The Emerson's went to see you." Charlotte

nothing could be

after I leave the hospital

still felt a

from the rearview mirror. His heart skipped a beat when he saw the expression

wasn't as stone cold as he thought. He just

seemed that he had better butter up

the car

"Oh? OK, Mr. Fuller."

the car into the president's private basement garage. It was

got out of the car. He stared at the little girl in the president's arms

a daughter

president never liked that woman, Yuliana. His current

"Call Mr. Gibson here."

suddenly stopped and said in a businesslike

Gibson has been

help but wipe away the cold sweat on his forehead as he pointed towards the front

when he saw the man walking over with a

"Shane."

walked into the office with Sheryl, who was sleeping soundly in his arms. He then gently laid her down on the sofa.

down in front of Sheryl. He couldn't help but pinched her chubby little

he walked over and moved Sheryl onto the office's only chair. Christopher smiled helplessly at

Charlotte's my wife, Sheryl is now

a cold aura, his sharp eyes were tightly fixed on the person in front of him. He did not want

didn't

"She's very cute."

pause, there was still a smile plastered on

rivalry between the two people, she felt there