Single Mom's Sweet Husband by Charlotte

Shane didn't answer. Braden gritted his teeth and said, "Forget it. Just think of it as me returning you a favour. Where are we meeting up? I'll invite some drinking buddies." "Okay."

The crowd was dancing wildly in the bar.

Some women barely wore any clothes. Braden used to like this kind of place but ever since he was with Anne... he had lost interest in these women...

Although they were only engaged he had already thought of Anne as the woman he wanted to spend the rest of his life with.

Braden found a quiet room and called over some people to drink with them. These were all honest people who weren't involved in shady activities.

The drinking buddies really knew how to liven up the mood. In no time, they had managed to get Shane drunk.

Braden instantly thought of calling Charlotte when he saw Shane drunk. However, on second thought, he knew it wouldn't word as Charlotte might not come over.

As a result.

He came up with a better idea.

"What! You actually went to a bar? Didn't you promise me that you would stop?" Anne asked in a rage.

"I'm sorry but Shane was in a bad mood. He's already drunk. I have no choice but to ask you to drive us home." Braden said softly. "I didn't even touch another man. Don't be mad, okay?" "Shane is there too? That's fine. He won't let you mess around."

"My dear wife, why do you trust him so much? He's already drunk. Otherwise, I wouldn't have asked you to come over. Bring Charlotte as well," Braden said in a tearful tone. Anne was disgusted by him.

But it wasn't even a big deal for Braden to go to a bar. He used to be such a playboy, she would have to go all over the world to track down the women he had been with. She rolled her eyes. "Alright, I got it. I'll give Charlotte a call now. Get the designated driver to send back the two cars first."

"I love you."

"Don't be disgusting."

The call ended.

Braden looked at the photo of himself and Anne on the phone and giggled to himself. He had thought he might never find true love but he got lucky....

Soon, Charlotte and Anne arrived together.

Braden was still sober. Although there were two girls sitting next to him, he maintained a distance between them.

Shane had already passed out. He lowered his head with a glass in his hand like a statue. There was no one around him.

The others had formed groups and were having fun on their own.

have fun. I've already paid the bill. It's until five

the younger men stood up and smiled sweetly. "Ladies, you can always call me if you're organizing a party. We are all hard working people." Anne

her a wink. "Miss, if you ever wanted to know why Braden is at, you can also give me a call. It's quite cheap, around a hundred dollars for the

Braden and Anne at the same

What a joke.

but they were going to be informants in the future. If Anne was angry, she would've

She knew what the young man wanted so she handed him 200 dollars. "Treat yourself

They left the bar.

you are too

Tell me, what's going

he's in a bad mood, isn't he?" Braden

next time. What if... Hey, isn't that my brother's car? Does my brother

Rick?

instinctively turned her

them had his arms around a pretty girl. They looked very intimate. As for

licked her lips. "I didn't expect my brother to be so imposing in front of outsiders.

thought your brother pretended to be meek

felt it wasn't appropriate for her to meet Rick this way so she suggested, "We don't have to go over and

Braden up. What does it

that was

turn around when everyone had dispersed and happened to catch a glimpse

turned, his gaze fell

she leaned against Anne. Braden was on the other side of

like two pairs of couples leaving the

Anne waved

back into his pocket and walked up to

Fuller was in a bad mood. They got drunk together so they asked me to pick them up. But it was late and Lottie's school happened to be on the way so I asked her

have

and said, "I'll send Mr. Fuller home.

"Alright."

Shane from her. He lowered his eyes and looked at her with a slight curl on his lips. "Have a

Charlotte nodded.

Shane to

Charlotte, are you going home or

think I'll be able to enter the university at this hour," Charlotte

pity that Sheryl's asleep. Otherwise, she would be

"There's still tomorrow morning."

around Charlotte. "Let's go have some chicken tomorrow. I'll