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."

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

Shane...

Shane Fuller could find anyone as

have the habit of sleeping late but today stayed

"Hello."

"I see."

crossed his face and he quickly made

me Charlotte Emerson's

the bed

it's late, where are you

curiously. She was cleaning the room

good care of Sheryl. If she looks for me, tell her

Shane briefly explained.

sped out

bar nearby the

"Lottie?"

tentatively but she didn't get

"She's drunk."

could obviously detect the coldness from the man opposite her. She

Mr. Fuller, why don't you hand Lottie over to me? She'll feel uncomfortable

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

want Sheryl to see her in such a

"Thank you."

as he

"It's my responsibility."

was quite weird as he left

eyes at the unconscious Charlotte

much? This is not the way to get rid of

she turned on the light, she carried Charlotte step by

can just sleep

she gently opened the door and turned off the light as

room turned dark in an instant. The moonlight shone on

when Charlotte groggily

suddenly pulled open by and Charlotte instinctively used her hand

eyes adjusted to the light, she slowly removed her

window with her hands on her hips with an

"What time is it?"

"It's 10 o'clock!"

pointed to the alarm clock on