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."

hung up the phone. But when she dialled the number again, no

Shane...

only Shane Fuller could find anyone as quickly as

but today stayed up to read some stock news

"Hello."

"I see."

of anxiety suddenly crossed his face

Charlotte

his orders, he got off the bed and

it's late, where are you

cleaning the room when she heard

Sheryl. If she looks for me, tell her I

Shane briefly explained.

Lamborghini sped

had been informed by Shane to go to a bar nearby

"Lottie?"

but she didn't get a

"She's drunk."

could obviously detect the coldness from the man opposite her. She unconsciously wrapped her arms around

why don't you hand Lottie over to me? She'll feel uncomfortable if she wakes up in

close over the years.

Charlotte wouldn't want Sheryl to see her in such a depressed

"Thank you."

thanked him as he

"It's my responsibility."

was quite weird as he

at the unconscious Charlotte and

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

along the way home. After she turned on the light, she carried Charlotte step

can just sleep

the door and turned off the light as

room turned dark in an instant. The moonlight shone on the

already afternoon when Charlotte groggily opened

by and Charlotte

the light, she slowly removed

before the window with

"What time is it?"

"It's 10 o'clock!"

pointed to the alarm clock