Single Mom's Sweet Husband by Charlotte

Chapter 233

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.

and packages

front of her, taking the documents away from

Charlotte could even react, Shane had already taken out his pen to solve all the

so familiar with it that it

how many documents do you have to deal with?"

He paused. "Around

Thirty.

a huge number. It was not even

to settle one document. It was roughly ten to thirty

of 30 documents should be at least more

a day?" she

so." Shane finished reading a document for her and put it

of cake into her mouth. As if realizing something all of a sudden, she shot up her head and looked him straight in the eyes. "Shane, is Peter your

"No."

want you to swear that he's not

"I swear."

and

Those long fingers on his knees curled into his

that Peter was

knew that, he knew that

was his man.

and abandon his initial thoughts to admit that this person was a gift he gave to

taught her all

way he

was a

should've been a more suitable

suddenly sighed and said, "Shane, if you hadn't divorced me back then, I might not have even known the impact of

your best to protect everyone. It's just that, have

"So?

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,

of cake and pushed it to her. "So, you think that

so blunt and straightforward, as if he was participating

Forget it.

science was science

said, "Yes, that's what

underestimated my strategies

wide eyes. She felt that his words contained

moment, his phone rang. An important customer

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

seven words as she let her

be many more years to

wanted to be with her for many years,

page out of her memo. The moment when she was about to

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