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

down, she thought that if she had an adorable daughter, she would give

yourself. Let everyone see the

and ran into the mall while

salon, Charlotte was hesitant, but she was pushed in

"Anne!"

"Welcome."

to Anne and Charlotte, beckoning them toward the

on, let's

wall. She rubbed her chin silently, as if thinking

me, do you want to style

voice rang out and

friend wants

said.

the time being. I've

Charlotte protested helplessly.

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

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 the hairstylist

her final trump card. She placed her hands directly on Charlotte's shoulders and continued, "I know that you don't want to be too eye-catching. But you should shed your dull pretense. Stop hiding and compromising. It won't

all, looks are important these

speech caused Lottie to fall into deep thought. But the second half baffled

hairstyle on my friend. Can

pointed to the picture in her hand. Her gaze unconsciously

but she made herself ugly on

indeed have

hairstyle on the photo with

hour later, the hairstylist gazed at his marvelous handiwork

done. It's

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

that's more like

wasn't interested in women,

for her poor brother who

at her reflection in the mirror. She

and try on

Anne's enthusiasm, Charlotte had no choice but to brace herself