Single Mom's Sweet Husband by Charlotte

Sheryl pouted at the mention of her mother. "She hasn't came home for three days. I asked Aunt Jane, she said mummy was very busy."

"It's true. She's studying for a degree in International Economics. The professor is even introduced by Avery," Braden immediately explained as he was afraid Shane would misunderstand. "It's not easy for her to be alone. She can't survive in the Jane Corporation without any background."

"She's working so hard, she even forgot her daughter?"

"Ugh, Shane, think about it, she might be a little bit busier but she's now an independent woman. She just doesn't have the time to care for her child, it's better than having her dealing with bad men or selling her soul."

Shane pursed his lips.

The way he looked at the little girl was much softer. "Now who sends and brings you home from school?"

"Aunt Jane!" She replied.

"She won't play with you?"

"She does but I still miss daddy and mommy..." Sheryl lowered her head. "My friends at school always had their daddy and mommy to pick them up but I don't."

Alas!

Braden couldn't stand to see the sad look on Sheryl's face as if he was a wicked uncle.

Shane stroked her back gently and said, "But it's too dangerous for you to come alone. Don't do this again."

"I'm not alone."

"Huh?" Shane frowned.

Sheryl took out her phone and dialled a number.

Outside the door, a cell phone rang.

Everyone's eyes immediately turned towards the door.

Avery, who was wearing a bare-chested dress, walked up gracefully. He flipped his long hair and smiled. He raised his hands towards them and said, "Hello." Christopher was speechless.

Braden widened his eyes.

Shane turned around silently. "Don't follow him around in the future." "But Aunt Avery treats me very well."

Aunt Avery.

Braden spat out a mouthful of water and asked, "Avery, why are you so shameless? I mean you are already quite good-looking in your usual outfits. What's up with your clothes today?" Avery's broad chest was exposed showing some defined lines. It was a truly astonishing sight.

Avery wasn't even angry. He smiled as he sat down on the sofa, "I came here because I wanted to give Mr. Fuller a recording. You can either get rid of me or let me take Sheryl home after listening to it. It's up to you."

Sheryl wrapped her arms around Shane's neck.

easy for her to persuade

want

"What recording?" Shane asked.

Gibson, please

grabbed Christopher and

What a joke.

to see this 'mouth-watering' Avery for even

them left, Avery directly pressed

conversation between

a pelvic inflammatory disease under pressure. It was then

remained blank when he heard

simply talking about her pelvic inflammatory disease. Rick asked, "You may have fully recovered but... do you really want

to get married. I don't care what he thinks. I just

"All right."

this point, Shane's anger

curled his lips. Here

you persuade the Gibson Family to

He's like a god to me, so I could only vent my anger on Christopher. Think about it, if it

words, you did it

"That's right."

I'll handle the affairs between the Gibson Family and Emerson

and his breathing

he played

conversation he had with

the previous two recordings which were truth bombs, the

how to love Rick. Even if she didn't love him, she wanted to slowly cultivate her

shook her head and whined, "I don't want to

you here in the future, you have to listen to

"But..." Sheryl felt wronged.

them. Your cute act is useless against me." Avery smiled like

could Sheryl be a match for such a cunning

a rabbit

a

doing this?" Shane interrupted their

this is the first question. It's pretty clear that I like Charlotte so I immediately checked her history when I heard she fainted in the hospital. Then, I found out she had contracted pelvic inflammatory disease during her period. Which was why I collected some evidence to see

did you

for generations. We've been spies since the early ages," Avery

The last question.

"Where is she?"

of Finance and Economics. She'll be in Professor Haynes

was so hard for me to meet

just to create a chance