Single Mom's Sweet Husband by Charlotte

Anne looked at the person who was sitting quietly beside her and tried to ease the tense atmosphere.

"Lottie, let's go shopping." When she finally caught the person's eyes, Anne continued, "We haven't gone shopping for a long time. We are seldom free. Why don't we go shopping and watch a movie after that? There's a new movie recently."

Charlotte had just straightened up, but now she was dragged up from her seat. She smiled helplessly and could only nod in agreement.

"Anne, where is my suitcase?"

"Here it is."

Anne pushed the luggage in the corner toward her friend with a helpless look. She couldn't help urging Charlotte, "Lottie, you're too slow."

"It's just the way I am."

Charlotte was in a good mood when she saw the glum look on Anne's face.

It was half an hour later when the two of them finally walked out of the apartment.

"Lottie, let's go downtown directly and buy something first. But I have to tell you that I am not in charge of cooking. I absolutely don't want to enter the kitchen."

Anne said like a spoiled brat.

"Look at that smug face of yours. I want to punch you in the face."

Charlotte shook her head helplessly. She slowly shifted her gaze to the rows of high-rise buildings outside the car window.

On their way downtown, they inevitably passed by the Emerson Corporation office building. Anne silently glanced at Charlotte. She sighed in relief when she did not notice that there was anything unusual with Charlotte.

However, Anne's relieved sigh did not escape Charlotte's eyes. Charlotte wasn't calm at all. She just hid her emotions well.

Emerson Corporation was the only thing her mother let her. Sooner or later, she would take it back!

"We're here."

Anne opened the car door excitedly and waved at Charlotte, who sat next to her.

"We haven't been here for a long time."

Charlotte couldn't help but sigh.

if you come here, you only go to the children's clothing stores. You never buy anything for yourself." Anne

down, she thought that if she had an

yourself. Let everyone see the

and ran into the

at the door of a hair salon, Charlotte was hesitant, but she was

"Anne!"

"Welcome."

receptionist at the front desk bowed to Anne and

let's

the wall. She rubbed her chin silently, as if thinking

want

man's voice rang out and

My friend wants a

said.

my hairstyle for the time being. I've come here to

Charlotte protested helplessly.

most avant-garde works, she herself wasn't stylish and chic in any

was destined to attract attention wherever she went. But now, she only wanted to keep a low profile and minimize her sense of presence. "Sit down. You can't make

that you don't want to be too eye-catching. But you should shed your dull pretense. Stop hiding and compromising. It

all, looks are

part of Anne's speech caused Lottie to fall into deep thought. But the second

my friend.

suddenly pointed to the picture in her hand. Her gaze unconsciously

but she made herself ugly

problem. Miss, you indeed have

at the hairstyle on the photo with a smile. He asked

gazed at his marvelous handiwork and felt very

done. It's simply

of her face, one could tell that she was a beautiful

that's more

sight before her. She had known that Charlotte was very beautiful. Even if Anne wasn't interested in women, she was still stunned by her friend's pretty face. All men should envy Shane for being

for her poor brother who had

her reflection in the mirror. She now had wavy hair

and

to dampen Anne's enthusiasm, Charlotte had no choice