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.

Charlotte stretched out her hand and touched

sound and

felt her stomach churning. She fell against the fountain

it would be difficult to clean

thought about this, she forced herself to look for a trash can before she dared

out were the undigested strawberry

a street lamp with a

the street lamp. "Daddy, look at Mommy.

felt helpless. Tears welled

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

"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

"Yes."

into his arms in a

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

"I don't mind."

"That would be

Shane ignored her.

but her brain didn't have the

it anymore, so she

didn't even frown. He ignored the strong smell of stomach acid and sped up

Her body was constantly trembling. She did not have time to care if he

Back in the room.

her into the bathtub. He took off their outer clothes and

nodded her head

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

he would come back

clothes before you can take a bath?" He knew that she was shy, so he turned his head away and did

expect you to come

"Whatever. Drink this."

the water

water. She smacked her lips and raised her glass

the bottom of the glass. It looked like dissolved syrup. It should be honey,

Shane was really considerate.

had made her

Her body's tiredness made her mood unstable, so much so that some tears came out

down the glass, wiped her

the door

amount of mist followed Charlotte

a shower, looked back

large expanse of well-defined muscles. There was

reply to him. She

pulled his robe closed. "What, does Rick

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

long had she been

lifted his lips, strode to her side,