Single Mom's Sweet Husband by Charlotte

Shane recalled the shattered ashtray that lacerated her ankle. He lifted the sheets and found a nasty gash on her ankle. The bleeding was minimal but it had not healed, and the area was swollen. He picked up his phone and asked, "Avery, do you have a private doctor?"

"What about Hayden?"

"He went abroad."

"Oh yes, he's a mobile doctor. Give me your address and dress Charlotte. I'll bring someone over."

"Sorry to trouble you."

Upon hearing this, Avery was very unhappy. He replied sarcastically, "Oh, Mr. Fuller is so noble and dignified that he's apologizing over such a minor task. It's my greatest honor. Thank you, Mr. Fuller." Avery ended the call immediately.

Shane put down his phone and held Charlotte in his arms. She was only wearing a thin, provocative nightgown.

He donned loose-fitting pants on her while avoiding contact with her wound. He took off his shirt and wrapped it around her. After all, he could sleep in a robe.

Charlotte was jostled awake. "Shane."

Her voice was hoarse.

"Yes, I'm here." Shane leaned over and held her hand, worry creased his forehead. "The doctor will arrive soon."

"I'm fine." She leaned into his arms. "I'm just very cold."

Shane tightened his arms and his lips thinned. In his heart, he had hacked Christopher into tiny pieces. If it wasn't for him, his memories wouldn't be muddled leading him to smash everything in sight and consequently hurt Charlotte.

Maybe he was the one to blame.

Though he knew Heidi was dead, hearing her name still made him yearn for redemption.

If it wasn't for him, she wouldn't have died.

Shane hugged the person in his arms tightly. Was his persistence towards Charlotte a form of redemption for the past?

At least this time, he did not want to mess it up.

Half an hour later, Avery arrived with a doctor.

Avery patted his shoulder.

and led

a first-aid kit and frowned slightly. "How

ankle. Although the blood

"Are you sure her wound was

his lips and

"You are so careless. Why didn't you bring

touched the doctor's shoulder to stop his berating and pointed at Charlotte's wound. The

and he finished his ministrations effortlessly. However, he

of the gravity of the situation. If it wasn't for her fever, I wouldn't

had no way of knowing, so he looked toward Shane. Shane's face darkened as he shook his head. Not only did

"You young people think you can endure everything on your own. But the longer you delay, the worse it gets. You will end up with

Shy. My friend is usually

been more attentive at times like this." Shy lowered his hands in anger and glared at Avery

rubbed his nose and said, "Mr. Fuller, I've

"Thank you."

won't ask what happened to Charlotte. Just know your limits.

"I'm fine."

can visit the psychologist anytime. I'm always

Shane nodded.

him and

daze. Her fever was gone, but she was very weak. She rubbed her shoulders for a long time before getting up. Just as she was

his hand. When he saw her awake,

in a hoarse

returned with a bed tray so that she could eat

the vegetables

tastes good." She spooned food into her

movements looked a little funny. Shane took her spoon and chided in a low voice, "You

is weak," she replied

"I'll do it."

speed was a little fast. In just a short while, the corners of Charlotte's mouth were covered with porridge

the spoon back. Although her hand was still weak, at least she would

the spoon after finishing and collapsed on the bed. It appeared she was