Single Mom's Sweet Husband by Charlotte

Was Shane crazy? Did he just kiss her?

Charlotte patted her face and forced herself to calm down. She sat down on the sofa and took out her mobile phone to play some games. She thought she could calm down in this way. But things often did not go her way.

She heard a character in the game speak in a sexy and husky noise. Shane's face instantly appeared in her mind.

"Why does he keep haunting me?" she wondered.

Charlotte smiled bitterly. She turned off her phone and lay down on the sofa, staring at the ceiling.

She had just returned from a business trip today. She should have taken Sheryl to have hot pot with Anne and the others. Then, she should have taken Sheryl out to play tomorrow. How had she ended up here with Shane?

Sigh.

She couldn't understand him.

The next day.

Sheryl, Mrs. Fuller Senior and Ms. Laura arrived at the hotel.

Even if Charlotte didn't want to be here with Shane, she couldn't take it out on Mrs. Fuller Senior and Sheryl.

The two of them went to the buffet restaurant where Shane was already eating.

Mrs. Fuller Senior brought Sheryl to get some food. Charlotte didn't have much of an appetite, so she sat near the window and waited forthem.

"Don't you want to eat anything?" Shane pushed a portion of steamed eggs in front of her.

"I'm not hungry." Charlotte looked at the egg and didn't have much appetite. "I might have eaten too much yesterday."

Yesterday?

Shane recalled that she didn't eat too much. Most of the food had been eaten by him and Sheryl, and some of it Sheryl had taken back to the old mansion.

He pursed his lips. "If you're not feeling well, I'll have Henry give you a physical examination."

"I just don't have an appetite. That doesn't require a physical examination, does it? Besides, I don't want to bother you."

"Didn't want to trouble him?" Shane thought.

Shane looked at her coldly. It was enough to freeze a cup of warm water in an instant.

Charlotte lowered her head and didn't meet his eyes. She was eating the steamed egg mechanically.

After a while, Sheryl and Mrs. Fuller Senior came back with a lot of food.

Sheryl put a strawberry in Charlotte's. Charlotte didn't want to spoil the child's mood, so she opened her mouth and ate it although her stomach did not feel too good. After the meal.

As Sheryl wanted to feed the pigeons, so Charlotte accompanied her.

Mrs. Fuller Senior and Shane followed behind them.

"Mommy, you don't look so good." The little girl tilted her head and looked at Charlotte.

out her

sound and didn't mention it

a while, Charlotte suddenly felt her stomach

it would be difficult to

to look for

out were the undigested strawberry and steamed

leaned against a street lamp

grabbed Shane's hand and ran to the street lamp. "Daddy,

little girl felt helpless. Tears welled up in her

propped herself up and said with a weak smile, "Sheryl, Mommy is

"You vomited blood!"

"That's strawberry, silly girl."

Sheryl blinked her eyes.

only arrived then to pull Sheryl to her side. "Shane, take Charlotte to see a doctor." "I've already called Henry over. Grandma, why don't you keep Sheryl company?" "Alright. Quickly, take her back to

"Yes."

arms in a bridal carry and took her back to

felt terrible. She begged him in a low voice, "Stop carrying me. What if I vomit

"I don't mind."

would be

Shane ignored her.

had been holding back all this time, but her brain

stomach couldn't take it anymore, so she

even frown. He ignored the strong smell of stomach acid and

weak. Her body was constantly trembling. She did not have time to care if he would feel disgusted by her. Instead, she curled

Back in the room.

bathtub. He took off their outer clothes

nodded her head

cup of warm water. When he returned to the bathroom, Charlotte was taking

that he would come

you have to take off your clothes before you can take a bath?" He knew that she was shy, so he

didn't expect you to

"Whatever. Drink this."

took the water

tasted the sweetness of the water. She smacked her lips and raised her glass

of liquid at the bottom of the glass. It looked like dissolved syrup. It should be

Shane was really considerate.

made her

glass of water, and she felt conflicted. Her body's tiredness made her mood unstable, so much so that some tears came

down the glass, wiped her tears, and washed

pushed the

amount of mist followed Charlotte into

a shower, looked back

expanse of well-defined muscles. There was a faint scar on his

reply to him. She stared at the

up and pulled his robe closed. "What, does Rick not

seen them before... No, I'm not looking at your abdominal muscles. I'm looking at the scar." Charlotte was so embarrassed that her face

had she been

his lips, strode to her side, and grabbed