Single Mom's Sweet Husband by Charlotte

"You don't need to talk to her. I asked you here to ask..." Timothy deliberately paused for a few seconds. His gaze shifted towards Charlotte and continued, "If the shares were to be turned into money, how would that be done?"

"Well, this..."

"What do you mean? What does this have to do with me?" Charlotte walked forward coldly. Since she was the only one standing, she looked even more intimidating.

"Transfer your 10% of shares under my name."

Timothy didn't feel an ounce of guilt for his words but he quickly averted his gaze when he saw the look of disbelief on Charlotte's face.

"Do you not feel guilty at all for your own words?"

Charlotte's body trembled with despair.

"I'll pay you to transfer the shares under my name. Isn't that the same?"

"Lottie, it's all the same. Take the money and give the share to your father. We are a family, why do you want to make such a fuss?" Elaine, who was standing by the stairway, suddenly spoke up. She swayed her hips as she walked down the stairs towards Timothy.

"Shut up."

Charlotte was so angry, she roared at Elaine. Her mouth curved into a bitter smile.

"Timothy Emerson, do you hate me so much? You just can't wait to throw me out of the Emerson house?"

Charlotte held back the tears that were welling up in her eyes.

"I'm doing this for your own good."

"For my own good? It's for your own selfish reasons."

Charlotte yelled at Timothy without any hesitation.

"Timothy, look at her..." Elaine, who was sitting on Timothy's lap, suddenly straightened up and whispered to him like a spoiled child.

"Charlotte Emerson!" Timothy turned away from her miserable sight intentionally. "Don't blame me for being heartless if you don't transfer the shares to me." What else do you want?" Charlotte asked Timothy scornfully.

Mr. Jones, who had been ignored the whole time feigned a cough and tried to advise him, "Mr. Emerson, if the both of you haven't made up your minds, I'd better..."

"I'll disown you!"

He threatened coldly as he suddenly thought of what Elaine said in the evening.

"Ha!"

snorted scornfully

daughter who wishes

muttered to himself. These words served as an explanation to Charlotte as well.

in her eyes was evident

is not as big

raised

said

would say anything to make

She was about to rush to the second floor when

of paper from behind him

you

her

never expected Timothy to

was what you wanted,

up but then he coughed

mean for you to step down from the company, she just meant..."

as much as she

hatred for her was bone- deep to the extent that she wanted

mind went blank for a few seconds

"Timothy Emerson!"

gnashed her teeth with deep hatred

pity and lastly, at the man she called "father" for many years. Even he was staring at her with hatred. The next moment,

rolled down her cheeks uncontrollably and she slowly packed up her belongings. There was

that held her back was

her luggage. Her legs gave way and she fell

I

on to any hope in the first place so there's nothing to be

she wiped off the tears on

balcony and breathed in the cold air outside. She only drew back the curtains when she felt a slight chill

down the hallways was especially ear-piercing in the quiet villa. Charlotte curled her thin lips in

from the room

the crucial part of the

slightly ajar. She did not realize someone was right outside

why would I be afraid of her useless

faint until she could hardly

heard the name 'Emilia'. Her body stiffened

mother at all. But, she heard every word clearly just