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

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

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

his shirt, revealing the injuries on his shoulders and arms. "Don't be afraid. I have the same past as you, although I am not an

you know

Peter frowned.

look like a child who has been abused at home. You've had a stroke of luck, haven't you?" "What a mischievous kid." He sighed and turned on the

a good opportunity requires a good brain. Do you think your parents' biological child would be as

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 must

eyes were as clear as his eyes in the

at him. "Peter, you like

a little too

is very satisfied with her biological family and accepts the status quo. Everything she does is to get away from the past, and this separation gives

you're saying

very envious of you and me. She keeps sighing whenever she looks at us. But whenever I mention my mother, she has a look of longing on her face, which means that her family is not bad. Her daddy is a

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

see myself when I grow up," the little girl replied. "That's why I said you would leave me in the orphanage,

about it, but you are the job that Ms.

be able to

answered in a very responsible

should not have taken her words to heart, let alone take them seriously. However, he was actually

the little girl obediently took the tablet Zoe gave her and

background to the best of his ability, and he ended up with no conclusive result. But it didn't mean that he was an

didn't have any information about his

registration system

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 extremely

cigarettes to calm himself down. He took out his mobile phone with a trembling hand and

everything in sight on the balcony. His hands and legs were covered in blood, and his eyes had turned red. He stood at the same spot and heaved laboriously, as if he was crying