Single Mom's Sweet Husband by Charlotte

Shane untied her hands and said, "Cole will take you home."

"No, I want to be with you," she said and clung to him with all her strength. "If anything happens, we will face it together. I don't want you to be sad alone while I sleep back home. Besides, I'm sure I can't sleep."

"Charlotte, I don't remember any memories of us." The expression in his eyes did not change when he looked at her.

"I don't understand."

"He wanted to use my past memories to conceal my present memories. He succeeded halfway."

Charlotte realized why Avery spoke in a light tone. Maybe it was just a possibility to him. The reality was much more cruel and terrifying.

She shook her head fiercely. "It's okay, we don't have many memories anyway."

No.

There should be.

Shane regarded the strangely familiar person in front of him. She clearly matched the face in his memory, but he couldn't figure out if it was really

her.

Charlotte suddenly leaned forward to kiss him. A sense of familiarity flooded him, he instinctively enveloped her in his arms and deepened the kiss. They fell onto the bed in a mess of entangled limbs. She threw herself at him and wrapped her arms around his neck.

Memories could be deceiving, emotions could be numbed, passion would dwindle as time went by, and affection would taper off, but bodies would never lie.

It didn't matter if they weren't connected, they still felt it by just hugging.

The sky was dark.

Charlotte rubbed her eyes as she awakened. Her body felt cold and she pulled the quilt up instinctively.

"Are you cold?" The man beside her gathered her in his arms.

"Yeah." She buried her head in his arms.

"You moved a lot in your sleep."

"Did I push you away?"

"Obviously."

Charlotte laughed sheepishly for a moment. She snuggled deeper into his hold and her body curled up under the blanket. She felt warm in his embrace.

in his arms and his heart was content. He was sensitive about his memories and at the same time, he had forgotten about recent events. But from what

his body

was tacit

psychologist tomorrow. Rick got better

"Okay."

see them holding hands. He greeted them with a smile and ushered them into the car before sliding into

home, Cole stopped Charlotte and bowed to her. "Miss Charlotte, I'm sorry. I

If I saw Heidi on the street, I'm afraid I'd

rescued by someone. Peter sustained

Cole shook his head.

and

desk and held a document that he had no memory of. Charlotte walked over and hugged his neck. "Don't fret, tomorrow you'll remember all of this." Shane pulled her onto his lap with an emotionless

didn't know why she

she seemed to hear Shane asking why Heidi left

still felt a

in his arms,

The pain suffocated her.

her name the way he murmured

The next day.

up to see the psychologist, but Charlotte made an

only remembered that Heidi returned and wanted to marry Shane. Sheryl ran and

she was covered in sweat. She leaned against the headboard and took several

The bedroom door squeaked.

was pushed

at the door with reddened

there as usual looking at

matter

If it were

"Yes."

She couldn't tell

fingers on her forehead. "You don't have a fever, why is

face. "Maybe

didn't treat her with care

stiffened and she subconsciously avoided his

"What's wrong?" He frowned.

She shook her head.

hand and pulled the quilt up. "Don't catch a cold. I've invited a few friends

She nodded.

the back of her neck, and pressed a