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 me from

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

head. "I'm an orphan. Even if 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

took off his shirt, revealing the injuries on his shoulders and arms. "Don't be

you know

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

brain. Do you think your parents'

froze instantly. The little girl reached out and gently held his big hand. "Peter, I am an orphan, so I understand. I am different from other children. My parents

Peter turned and looked at her. Her eyes were as clear

little girl smiled at him. "Peter, you like

little too

is different. Her eyes show that she is very satisfied with her biological family and accepts the status quo. Everything she

what you're saying

I mention my mother, she has a look of longing

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

you would leave me in the orphanage, because if I were you, I wouldn't want a child with

indeed thought about it, but you are the

sweetly. "We'll be able to find

answered in a very responsible

not have taken her words to heart, let alone take them

took the tablet Zoe

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

meant that he didn't have

household registration system out of nowhere. He then went to school,

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

down. He took out his mobile phone with

heard the sound of something breaking. She immediately rushed out and saw Peter smashing everything in sight on the balcony. His hands and legs were covered in blood, and his eyes had turned red. He stood