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.

go to the children's clothing stores. You never buy anything for yourself." Anne

if she had an adorable daughter, she

transform yourself.

cunningly and ran into the mall

salon, Charlotte was hesitant, but

"Anne!"

"Welcome."

front desk bowed to Anne and Charlotte, beckoning them toward the

let's go

hairstyles on the wall. She rubbed her chin silently,

want to style

rang out and startled

wants a makeover,"

said.

the time

Charlotte protested helplessly.

was a designer who could produce the most avant-garde works, she herself wasn't stylish

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

used her final trump card. She placed her hands directly on Charlotte's shoulders and continued, "I know that you don't want to

are important these

caused Lottie to fall into deep thought. But

on my friend. Can you do

hand. Her gaze unconsciously fell on

a stunner, but she made herself ugly

Miss, you indeed have a

hair salon glanced at the hairstyle on the photo with a smile. He asked Anne to wait in

hairstylist gazed at his marvelous handiwork and felt very proud of

done. It's simply

her black glasses still blocked half of her face, one could tell that she was a beautiful

more

had known that Charlotte was very beautiful. Even if Anne wasn't interested in women, she was still stunned by her friend's pretty

lamented for her poor brother who had let Charlotte get

looked at her reflection in the mirror. She now had wavy hair that complemented

go and try on some

enthusiasm, Charlotte had no choice but