Single Mom's Sweet Husband by Charlotte

Shane didn't reply. He lowered his head and fixed his gaze on her small face.

Charlotte rested against him for a while before she managed to pick herself up. Even as she walked, she was still unsteady. She wanted to return to her office to eat something sugary.

But what about Shane?

Charlotte hesitated for a moment and eventually decided to invite Shane. "Shane, do you want to come and take a seat in my office?"

Lets go.

She hung her head low and led the way.

Charlotte's office was stark. It didn't look like a woman's office.

Shane had met quite a lot of female CEOS from different companies. Most of them would decorate their rooms with plants, and some would even put up photo frames.

There were no decorations on Charlotte's desk. Only a pen, notebook, a computer, and a hand cream next to the mouse could be seen.

The design style was more of a cold color scheme.

Shane didn't know why but he thought that the office looked a little familiar. His lips curled into a slight smile when he saw the color combination of the bookshelf. "Does Ms. Emerson have the habit of replicating other people's office design style?" "This was an accident." She poured him a cup of coffee and said, "At that time, I was in a hurry to find an office, and the renovation was also in a rush, so I bought a ready-made bookshelf instead."

"Why don't you use Rick's?"

"His office is painted white. That's an unlucky color."

"That's it?"

What else could it be?

Charlotte asked in confusion, "What did you expect?"

Shane took a sip of his coffee, put the cup on the table, and walked out.

Charlotte sat in her seat while eating chocolate. Before she could even react, he had already disappeared.

What did she say to offend him?

After she finished eating the chocolate, Charlotte wiped her hands and prepared to read some documents. But how could one recover from low blood sugar in such a short time? She was feeling dizzier.

Rendered helpless, she put down the documents and leaned back on the chair with her eyes closed.

Suddenly, a trail of fragrance wafted into her nostrils.

Charlotte opened her eyes.

Shane was carrying a lot of bags in his hands. He then placed them all on her desk.

But because the bags and packages were not opened,

sat down in front of

react, Shane had already taken out his pen

so familiar with it

you are the busiest, how many documents do you have to deal with?" Charlotte opened the package

much." He paused. "Around

Thirty.

not a huge number. It was not even the biggest number among all the two-digit

the time she'd used to settle one document. It was roughly ten to thirty minutes. And she hadn't

of 30 documents should be at least more than ten

day?"

hours or so." Shane finished reading a document for her and put it back in

piece of cake into her mouth. As if realizing something all of a sudden, she shot

"No."

swear that he's not

"I swear."

smiled and

stared deep into her eyes. Those long fingers on his knees curled into his

knew that Peter was his

knew that, he knew that she

was his man.

was why she asked him to swear. She hoped that he would ignore his conscience and abandon his initial thoughts to admit that this person was a gift he gave to her and not a kind of monitor. She grew faster

taught her all these when he

had mixed feelings in his heart. Even the way he looked at her revealed a hint of profound

was a

more suitable advisor for

hadn't divorced me back then, I might not have even known the impact of shipping routes on big companies until now." "Why?" He came back to his

just that, have

"So?

might be something wrong with Christopher, but because he is your best friend, you don't want to say it out loud. You asked me to stay away from him, not because of jealousy, but because you were concerned with my safety. But the more you do that, the more I will resist and

think that I need

be so blunt and straightforward, as if

Forget it.

science was

simply admitted and said, "Yes, that's

my strategies and

him with wide eyes. She felt that his words contained a lot of hidden

said. At that exact moment, his phone rang. An important customer from abroad had come to River City,

he took a pen and wrote seven words on Charlotte's memo: There are many

words

be many

to be with her

of her memo. The moment when she was about to tear it apart,