Single Mom's Sweet Husband by Charlotte

Rick told Anne what he said to Charlotte without leaving out a word.

"I... I just feel like the relationship between both of you is a little complicated." Anne didn't even know what to say.

Rick smiled and said nothing.

Anne asked tentatively, "Well, what should we do now? Are you both going to stay in a fight?"

"Let's talk about this after I recover."

"Rick..."

"I'm fine," Rick said. He paused awhile and continued, "She's okay too."

Anne sighed.

Charlotte was in the garden alone, lost in her thoughts. Her phone vibrated a few times before she snapped back to reality. She hurriedly picked it up and said, "Hello?"

"Darling, it's me." Avery said lightly from the other end of the line.

Charlotte lowered her voice and replied, "Are you nuts?"

Was it allowed to randomly address anybody as

"darling"?

"Probably. I drank a lot. Hurry up and fetch me home, darling."

"That's none of my business."

"Wow, Aria. You are so heartless. I am your brother!"

Wait a minute.

Had Avery mistaken Charlotte for somebody else?

Charlotte hesitated for a moment and asked Avery to provide his current address.

The main reason was that there was nothing she could do if she stayed in the hospital. Rick wouldn't want to see her anyways.

Charlotte texted Anne to tell her that she had to go help a friend in need. After Anne read her text, she looked over to her brother, who was sleeping soundly, and replied with an "Okay". Shortly afterwards, Charlotte rushed to the bar.

Avery was leaning against the bar counter alone. His wallet, which had no cash, sat still beside his hand, his credit cards scattered all over the floor.

"Hello, what's wrong with him?" Charlotte questioned the bartender.

"I don't know." The bartender didn't feel like meddling in their affair.

Charlotte fished out her purse and withdrew 500 dollars from it. "Please, this is my...brother."

the last word while

she wouldn't have paid any

confess that he was drunk, but

than to pretend as if I

heard that a customer named Mr. Fuller came in today. He ended up like this after Mr. Fuller gave him several pieces of

Both of us know this man named Mr. Fuller. How much money does he still

any money now. Mr. Fuller has already

Charlotte nodded.

up Avery's belongings, helped him out of

seat, he immediately opened his eyes. "Lottie, my ID card is in my left pocket. Type the address written on the ID card into the navigator, I need to tell you

"You were faking it?"

was spying

you friends

friend. There's no such thing as true friends in

realizing the seriousness of the situation, Charlotte immediately took out

Road,

address into the navigator. After driving for a short distance,

not from

household registration end

this time. Through the rearview mirror and the side mirror, he was able to see Shane's car. As

over, that fellow still didn't think of letting

car and

know why I came to River

of our business?" Charlotte questioned

I have to apologize to you. I chose to do business with you because I wanted to come to River City, not because of you and

her head without feeling surprised. "When Rick told me that I was extremely lucky to have you as a business partner, I already knew that you chose to partner with

sister also went into a coma because of the accident. No

being flirtatious to

say it's a form of

"Poor Avery," she

was slightly taken aback. "Don't you want to ask me more about

concerns your privacy, I don't think I have the right

friends, but Shane and I will never be friends." Avery said with his eyes closed, "I'm sorry

you treat me as a friend. After all, I'm not that

to erase Charlotte's speculation by purposely mistaking her as his sister. Then, he caught her attention by blurting out Shane's name. Seeing that she was dumbfounded, he then proceeds to ask

for the sole purpose of keeping her

then, what would be the greatest benefit

would be helpful in terms of making

was great and

Shane would have shown mercy to anyone just

was not that important to

arrived at

Avery, who continued his act, into his