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.

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

had

you transform yourself.

smiled cunningly and ran into

the door of a hair salon, Charlotte

"Anne!"

"Welcome."

front desk bowed to Anne and Charlotte, beckoning them toward

let's

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

do you want to style

rang out

wants

said.

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

Charlotte protested helplessly.

who could produce the most avant-garde works, she

ago, as the heiress of Emerson Corporation, she 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

that you don't want to be too eye-catching. But you

are important these

earlier part of Anne's speech caused Lottie to fall

hairstyle on my friend.

the picture in her hand. Her gaze unconsciously fell on Charlotte's delicate face behind

had always been a stunner, but she

problem. Miss, you indeed have a

the photo with

hour later, the hairstylist gazed at his marvelous handiwork and felt very proud of

done. It's

Charlotte. Although her black glasses still blocked half of her face, one could tell that she was a beautiful woman. "Charlotte walked towards the place where Anne was sitting, feeling

more

up at the refreshing sight before her. She had known that Charlotte was very beautiful. Even if Anne wasn't interested in women, she

lamented for her poor brother who

in the mirror. She now had

and

to dampen Anne's enthusiasm, Charlotte had no choice but