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.

Shane...

could find anyone

sleeping late but today stayed up to read some stock news

"Hello."

"I see."

suddenly crossed his face and he quickly made

me Charlotte Emerson's

orders, he got off the bed and put on his clothes in one

it's late, where are you

Jenny asked curiously. She was cleaning the room when she heard

she looks for me, tell her I

Shane briefly explained.

Lamborghini sped out of the

Shane to go to a bar nearby the Emerson house. Once she arrived, she noticed Shane

"Lottie?"

but she didn't get a response

"She's drunk."

the coldness from the man opposite her. She unconsciously wrapped her

to me? She'll

close over the years. She could instantly sense how

wouldn't want Sheryl to see

"Thank you."

thanked him as he carried

"It's my responsibility."

response was quite weird as he

the

drink so much? This is not the way to get rid of your

the way home. After she turned on the light,

just sleep

door and turned off the light

dark in an instant. The moonlight shone on

afternoon when Charlotte groggily opened her

Charlotte

eyes adjusted to the light, she slowly removed

finally awake?" Anne before the window with her hands on her hips

"What time is it?"

"It's 10 o'clock!"

the alarm clock