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.

fine." Charlotte stretched out her hand and touched Sheryl's

an "oh" sound and

her stomach

would be difficult to

forced herself to look for a trash can before she dared to puke a

came out were the undigested strawberry

street

hand and ran to the street

girl felt helpless. Tears welled up

up and said with a weak smile, "Sheryl, Mommy is fine. It's just that

"You vomited blood!"

"That's strawberry, silly girl."

Sheryl blinked her eyes.

to her side. "Shane, take Charlotte to see a doctor." "I've already

"Yes."

arms in a bridal carry and took her

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

"I don't mind."

be

Shane ignored her.

all this time, but her brain didn't have the final say on

couldn't take it anymore, so she

He ignored the strong smell of

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

Back in the room.

clothes and turned on the hot water. "You should take

nodded her head

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

didn't expect that he would come

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

expect you

"Whatever. Drink this."

the water and

of the water. She smacked

was a thin layer of liquid at the bottom of the glass. It looked like dissolved syrup. It should be honey,

Shane was really considerate.

made

felt conflicted. Her body's tiredness made her mood unstable, so

down the glass, wiped her tears, and washed

the

mist

who had also taken a shower, looked back at her and asked, "Are you feeling

nightgown, revealing a large expanse of well-defined muscles. There was a faint scar on his

and forgot to reply to him. She stared at

closed. "What, does Rick not show

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

long had she been staring at

improved. He lifted his lips, strode