Single Mom's Sweet Husband by Charlotte

Charlotte frowned as she looked at the crowd around. In the end, she chose to sit before the bar.

"Hey beautiful, do you want a drink?"

The bartender asked her cheerfully. She clearly looked out of place in the bar.

"Give me the strongest drink."

Charlotte sat aside straight to the side. She propped up her chin and watched as people walked in and out restlessly.

No wonder it was said that bars were a paradise for young men and women to enjoy themselves!

"Here's your drink."

As there weren't many people at the bar, he took a seat opposite to Charlotte. He stared interestingly at the delicate but not trampy woman.

It was the first time he laid eyes on such an eye-catching person.

Charlotte didn't like the way he stared at her like some prey. After she downed a glass of whiskey, she bluntly told the bartender, "I don't like it when people look at me like that."

"I'm sorry."

The bartender was not embarrassed at all. He just waved with a smile and continued, "Do you have something on your mind? Tell me and you'll feel better."

He quickly shrugged innocently when he saw Charlotte's scrutinising gaze and said, "Don't get me wrong, I listen to tons of stories each day. You can just pretend I'm a trash can for your worries." His metaphor made Charlotte smile. However, she still kept her thoughts to herself.

After she drank glass after glass of whiskey, Charlotte stared at the blurry person before her. She pointed and asked, "Why are you swaying around?"

The bartender shook his head helplessly.

He had seen too many people like this!

"Hello..."

Her phone started to vibrate in her pocket. Charlotte slowly took her phone out and answered without looking at the caller ID.

"Lottie?"

Anne was stunned and asked in confusion, "Where are you? Aren't you at the Emerson family?"

"Me... Haha, where am I? Where is this place?"

Charlotte laughed foolishly. However, Anne was beginning to panic on the other end.

"Wait for me, I'll be right there."

she hung up the

Shane...

only Shane Fuller could find anyone

the habit of sleeping late but today stayed

"Hello."

"I see."

of anxiety suddenly crossed his face

me Charlotte Emerson's

bed

late, where are you

curiously. She was cleaning the room when she heard some noises

If she looks for me, tell her I had

Shane briefly explained.

brand-new Lamborghini sped out of

been informed by Shane to go to a bar nearby the Emerson house. Once she arrived, she noticed Shane beside

"Lottie?"

tentatively but she didn't

"She's drunk."

man opposite her. She unconsciously wrapped her arms around

hand Lottie over to me? She'll feel uncomfortable if she wakes

knew Charlotte very well as they had grown very close over the years. She could instantly sense how dejected Charlotte

Sheryl to see her in such a

"Thank you."

him as he carried Charlotte

"It's my responsibility."

felt his response was quite weird

her eyes at the unconscious Charlotte and

did you drink so much? This is not the way to

the way home. After she turned on the light, she

just sleep here

but she gently opened the door and turned off the light

dark in an instant. The moonlight shone on the dainty woman sleeping on the

already afternoon when Charlotte groggily opened

and Charlotte instinctively used her hand

the

before the window with her hands on her hips

"What time is it?"

"It's 10 o'clock!"

pointed to the alarm clock on the wall and