Single Mom's Sweet Husband by Charlotte

Avery was prepared for Shane's advice. However, Shane just nodded and didn't say anything, which made Avery feel very surprised.

"You're not going to give me any advice?"

"Is there a need for it?"

"If this decision was made by Braden, would you advise him then?" Avery was curious.

"He's not that smart."

Avery immediately smiled.

Shane's meaning was very simple. If Avery was smart enough to make such a decision, it meant that he had considered the pros and cons. In that case, there was no need to persuade or remind him.

At this point, the discussion was over, but Avery had no intention of leaving. Instead, he asked for a cup of coffee and took out a stack of documents.

"Come on, let's continue with our work."

Sometimes, Charlotte really envied their energy to handle so many things. It had only been 30 minutes and she couldn't stand it anymore. She just wanted to find a place to rest.

It was a waste of time to think about official

business.

On the other side, in the orphanage.

Under the sun, the trees formed shades on the ground, and children were running around at the playground.

After Peter took the little girl to complete some paperwork, he took her home. Zoe's house was still being renovated, so she and Peter still lived together.

"Uncle Peter, I thought you wanted to leave me in the orphanage." The little girl climbed into the passenger seat and buckled her seat belt. "Why do you think so?"

was a child, my mother adopted

and pointed to the scar on her arm, "When I asked you the first time, you said you

I was brought back from the orphanage, I was always abused. They treated me very well in front of outsiders. I don't know why they could do this. They could have treated me well, but they didn't do so." "Mr. Emerson said that you didn't want to

shoulders and arms. "Don't be afraid. I have the same

do you know for

Peter frowned.

know that they must be your parents? You don't look like a child who has been abused at home. You've had a stroke of luck, haven't

a good opportunity requires a good brain. Do you think

an orphan, so I understand. I am different from other children. My parents must be very outstanding, so

looked at her. Her eyes were as clear as his eyes in

him. "Peter, you like

of the conversation shifted a little too quickly. Peter

that she is very satisfied with her biological family and accepts the status quo. Everything she does is to get

what you're saying

my mother, she has a look of longing on her face, which means that her family is not bad. Her daddy is a bit of a jerk, but

girl said. He couldn't wait to ask, "What did you see in

girl replied. "That's why I said you would leave me in the orphanage, because if I were you, I wouldn't want a child with me. It's so

are the job that Ms. Emerson assigned me,

girl smiled sweetly. "We'll be able to

in a

was just a child, and she spoke without holding back. He should not have taken her words to heart, let alone take them seriously. However, he was actually looking forward

obediently took the tablet Zoe gave her and watched

background to the best of his ability, and he ended up with no conclusive

just meant that he didn't have

he was three years old, his name appeared on the household registration system out of nowhere.

identity. Of course, he knew the year he was born. If he wanted to hide his identity, then it would be

out his mobile phone with a

rushed out and saw Peter smashing everything in sight on the balcony. His hands and