Single Mom's Sweet Husband by Charlotte

Shane shifted his gaze and looked straight ahead. "I've thought about it before, but in the end, I don't think that I should do anything to you without your consent..." He swallowed the words back. "So, you don't have to worry."

"Shane, I've actually considered it before. It's not suitable for us to be together. The first issue is the identity issue. The Fuller family is a prestigious family. Although the child is yours, it's not easy to explain what happened five years ago. If we really want to be together, it will only lead to a disaster."

Shane frowned.

He only rained a little on her, but now she was already starting to overflow?

Just as he was about to open his mouth, Charlotte sat up straight, reached out her hand, and pressed her finger onto his thin lips.

She looked at him in absolute seriousness. "The second problem is that you don't actually like me. Although I don't understand where your possessiveness for me came from, if you like someone, you will not just sit there and watch her get married to someone else. You only see me as an object, a tool that you can toy with."

"In this case, our status is not equal, which in turn means that you will never have feelings for me. You'll only ever be interested in me. But interest wouldn't suffice for marriage."

Shane had no intention to speak anymore.

Very few people were able to read his mind. Cole was the first, and Charlotte was the second.

"Third, you're a teacher and friend to me. I respect you, but it doesn't involve any sort of romantic feeling. I want to become close with you because you're strong, disciplined, courageous, and resourceful."

"The last point is that you have a past that you don't want to give up on. So even if you have a strong interest in me, I hope that you won't disregard your happiness because of this. I'm not the one you should marry."

After saying this, Charlotte moved her finger away.

Shane suddenly reached out and grabbed her hand. He bent over and placed his lips on her fingers. At first, it was just his lower lip, but slowly, he reached out the tip of his tongue to touch the meaty part of her finger.

Slowly and delicately, as if he was tasting some kind of food.

Charlotte was so shocked that she trembled all over. The tip of his tongue was probably on the softest part of her body. There was no coldness and no chill. It was warm and moist, contrasted to the sharp jaggedness of the tips of his teeth.

Charlotte thought that she was gradually losing her mind.

"No, I can't," she told herself.

She retracted her hand and said, "Mr. Fuller, Shane, it's true that we had a dream together, but it's just a dream after all."

"I can polish your identity. As for Sheryl, we don't have to explain too much. I'm not interested in fame. Your remaining three points boil down to one conclusion. It's you who thought that I have no feelings for you."

"You can't deny that."

"Go to sleep."

Charlotte was choked with

had already made

his eyes. "It's pointless to say something that cannot be

switched off the

Shane's breathing. Suddenly, she felt that

she closed her eyes and listened,

people

his hand. His eyes were dull, his gaze

already

it was a relatively mild series, it

are you

Instead of savoring the wine, he only took a small sip of it. Rick turned around and shook his head. When he saw the man, he let out a cold laugh and said,

I can help you

Do you still have time to care about me?" "Sheryl's hospitalization has

You should

Sheryl had leukemia?

He knew about it. But Sheryl had an operation before, so there shouldn't be a relapse. Why

marrow to Sheryl, but Charlotte has to marry him." Christopher downed his glass of wine and said, "As far as I know, Charlotte didn't want to

and shady too." Rick poured himself another glass of wine and added, "Come on, Mr. Gibson, let's get

carcinogen. I'd better not drink it

and you're still concerned about

head

muttered to himself, "I will not hurt Charlotte

happiness, but now Charlotte wants to send you to jail, how hurt would you be?" Christopher slightly leaned over

Rick was silent.

fingers and the background music

carefully, you probably don't like the way Charlotte treats you right now, do you? When you're feeling sad and helpless, the streets are cold, and the alleys are dark, the passersby glare at you, and you only have Charlotte. But

You didn't do anything wrong, but you have to

head and poured

prison. That is the person that you love most.

Half an hour later.

He used a lemon deodorant to eliminate the smell

side and

"Yes."

"Great job."

something so brainless next time, I won't save you