Single Mom's Sweet Husband by Charlotte

Zoe nodded, holding her chopsticks tightly but without any intention of eating. Her state of mind was already very bad. Although Charlotte's words gave her some hope, at the same time, they also added some invisible pressure.

"According to the market price, you and Peter's average salaries should be 30,000 dollars per month, but according to Shane and Charlotte's rates, it should be about 50,000, right?" Avery put down his chopsticks and looked at the two people in front of him with a faint smile.

"I'll do it." Peter immediately understood what Avery meant.

Zoe was confused. "Wait, Mr. Hart, what you said is true, but what does it have to do with Peter?"

"If he says he'll do it, then I have to ask. What do you think of this matter, Ms. Emerson?" Avery turned towards Charlotte beside him.

His idea was actually very simple. Since Shane and Charlotte had given the two of them this money, then it would be easy to take the future money away. The money collected would be used to buy Zoe's house. It would be like killing two birds with one stone.

In this way, Zoe and Peter both paid the price. At the same time, it made it impossible for them to leave Shane and Charlotte. Secondly, it did not affect Zoe and Peter's standard of living, but they would still get the house.

"I have no problem with that." Charlotte was worried about Peter. After all, Peter was the one who would lose the most in this matter.

"I have no problem with that either," Peter said.

He didn't lack money or property. His family had already arranged these things for him. The reason why he followed Shane was that he was the top businessman in this field. It would give his experience a boost if he worked with Shane. What's more, he had at least a million dollars in his bank account, so it was not a big deal to him.

Even if he was asked to give all his wages to Zoe, he had no objection against it.

"If that's the case, then this matter is settled."

Zoe still did not realize what had happened. It was not until they finished dinner and Peter sent her home and she saw a crowd there that she came back to her senses.

"Peter, I'm sorry. I might not be able to get into my house now. I forgot to tell you..." She said with regret.

"Then do you want to stay at my house? I can't leave you to go to a hotel yourself." Peter leaned over the steering wheel and smiled at her. "You can stay at my house and I'll stay at a hotel. That would be safer."

"You don't have to go to so much trouble. I have a suite..."

"Zoe, don't you get it? I like you. Unless you don't want my help, then I can't try to impress you. Since you have asked for my help, you should know that I will be worried about you." Peter was very sincere and serious.

lowered her head and felt a little

were still in a mess at the

big, anyway. We might not bump into each other at

just hide in my room and not come out."

strong. Although his hand looked white

in a daze. The hand was

a lot of things. Now I even

before. His name is Rick. He's gentle and kind, just like me, but he's quite ruthless. He knows that Ms. Emerson

Ms. Emerson tell you this?"

of person who gossiped. Not to mention that the person in question

came to this conclusion myself. You said that Rick is very smart. Wouldn't he realize that all of his efforts would look very embarrassing to

"You're right."

make you feel guilty about your feelings for me. But I don't want to do that. I think you like

a sigh of relief and told him the

headed in the direction of

the car stopped at the gate of a

secondary room. He kept the main room card in his hand. "I'll take you up first, and then I'll help you buy some necessities. I'll give

was yawning constantly, and she had no time

worriedly held her shoulder. "If I had known that you were no different from other women when you were weak, I would have

Zoe shook her head.

tonight, and you can also sleep here tomorrow. But before the problem

for now. I can't even go back to get my luggage, and my laptop

some necessities first, and then I'll go back to help you take your luggage. You can go to bed if you're sleepy, okay?" Peter softly coaxed

thought of Peter as

a younger brother. His way of doing things was very youthful, and he spoke very naively. When he smiled, he had barely noticeable dimples. Whether in appearance

he

had a younger brother. That way, they wouldn't have had

Peter was stunned.

am just a younger brother to you. Can't I be my own

all that. I don't