Single Mom's Sweet Husband by Charlotte

Shane closed the book, turned sideways, and looked at her. "Can you shower with one hand?"

"My bones were not injured. It won't be a problem," Charlotte quickly stated.

"Well, go ahead then." Shane nodded and picked up the book again.

Charlotte let out a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, Shane wasn't very adamant about helping her to shower. Otherwise, she really wouldn't know how to deal with it.

While taking a shower, Charlotte recollected everything that happened today. She realized that it was actually really impulsive of her to help Rick. Why didn't she refuse Rick at that time? Why did she directly sign the contract with him?

When she looked at the documents, she clearly noticed that the price he offered was unreasonable. Why didn't she realize that it was even more unreasonable to cooperate with him?

Charlotte leaned against the ice-cold tiles. She raised her hand and allowed the water to flow all the way down from the top of her head.

This was the only showering method that could make her more clear-minded.

The next day.

As soon as Charlotte arrived at the company, she received a call from Sheryl.

The little girl said that she wanted to go to the movies with mom, dad, and great granny.

Charlotte really wanted to see her, but her arm was injured, and she was afraid of worrying the child, so she could only tell Shane's grandmother about the situation. Shane's grandmother understood and said that she would find an excuse to convince Sheryl. She also told her that they didn't have to worry about the child.

After the call ended, Charlotte looked at the wound on her arm and sighed.

Knock, knock-

The door was knocked twice.

Normally, the assistant would knock three times.

"Shane?" Charlotte guessed who it was.

Shane pushed open the door and walked into the office, putting a small green box in front of her.

It looked almost the same size as a cleanser.

"Is this for me?" she asked.

"Yea. Apply this ointment half an hour after you took your medicines. It helps to remove your scar," Shane said as he pulled out a chair and sat down opposite her.

It was for removing scars!

Charlotte felt a surge of joy as she quickly stored the item in her drawer.

Shane took out a document from his bag and put it in front of her. "This is the transfer contract."

she

Charlotte took the contract and noticed the words written on top of it: Sharlot Inc. has full authority

that you

This company

"I see." Charlotte understood.

Sharlot.

Was it somebody's name?

name of Sharlot. Maybe it was just a name he randomly picked. She didn't

companies had to send some precise instruments back to their country from abroad, and they demanded there would be

by delivering this batch of goods, she could actually earn about

it was obvious they could actually earn a

she didn't intend to return to the company. Instead, she

she got into the

it

you an address.

Shane's voice.

Charlotte was confused.

to go there at this hour...to have dinner

with suspicion, "Okay, I'll be right

address into the navigator and realized that it

to be newly opened. Its theme was to simulate

and went upstairs. When she arrived at the hot spring

"Lottie."

the familiar voice, Charlotte put away her

Her eyes instantly widened.

style. It was fluffy, with his bangs scattered on his

He looked good.

Shane's facial features could be so

you seen enough?" He

staring at his

handsome that Charlotte had

corners of her mouth to curve up. She put her hands behind her back, looking exactly like

her into his arms, trapping her in his embrace. "You see me every day. Do you not know how good-looking I

good-looking," she replied with

bit more modest." Even though his voice was cold, there was a

a desire for beauty, so how can I unsee handsome guys just because I'm a mother?

her

Shane pursed his lips.

like how he looked now. After all, it was too casual for him in terms of attire and appearance. If one stayed

precisely why he was

go in first."

took her to the door and said, "You go in and change your clothes. Here's your number card. You

number card, but her eyes were still fixed on his