Single Mom's Sweet Husband by Charlotte

It wasn't easy for him to have someone by his side now.

Avery looked at all these familiar faces and felt that his life was way too dramatic.

"Back then, when no one listened to me, I thought that I must take revenge. I must find out the truth. And I will go wherever I want after I've cleared their names. I don't want the family's company and all that." Avery suddenly hugged Shane and continued, "But now that I have someone who listened to me, and I've also discovered the truth, what should I do?"

It felt like he was speaking incoherently, but in fact, it was a portrayal of Avery's inner thoughts.

In the past, when he was alone and in pain, there was hope. If he wanted revenge, if he wanted the truth, there was hope. But now, he had lost hope. He knew that even if he died, people would still oppose the Stevens Family. He also knew that even if he was gone, people around him would help him to avenge his sister and Irena too.

So why did he still have to live and suffer here? He was distressed and tortured day and night. But when he finally received solid evidence, it was just another ride to hell.

"Calm down," Shane only said two words.

"Shane, why are you still alive?" Avery suddenly stared into Shane's eyes and asked.

"Because of responsibility."

Who lived not for their responsibilities?

People who really wanted to die but didn't dare to seldom think about themselves because they themselves had already been defeated by hopelessness. They had no hope for this world anymore. They desired to live, but it was too hard for them. They wanted to die, but they still cared about their parents and friends.

They lived for the sake of their responsibilities.

If only they lived for themself and for the life they dreamed of, their life would be so peaceful, beautiful, and successful.

Avery let go of Shane and collapsed on the sofa. "I don't have any responsibility anymore. I don't have to be responsible for anything anymore. I don't..." Avery fell asleep.

They carried him into the bedroom, locked the window, and took away all the sharp objects.

Honestly, that was all they could do. Because if Avery really wanted to die, he could smash his head against the wall on the spot.

"Mr. Fuller, the man who adopted Olive called me today. He said that Olive was too smart, and it made them feel unsafe. I think..." Peter said softly.

It would be better to find sustenance for Avery than letting him stay the way he was now.

express any opinions on this matter. In the end, it still

to adopt a child wasn't necessarily a

gratitude and hoped to see Olive again. It would be very convenient for her to stay with people we're familiar with,"

was too outstanding, staying around ordinary people would stress her out

until Avery wakes up."

could be discussed, but it

The next day.

that it was the best idea

pressure on Avery, making him unable to consider carefully. Although he was close with Peter and Zoe, there was always an inexplicable hostility between him and Peter. Moreover, Zoe and Irena looked almost the

Kendall, the couple,

himself, "Let me see the child first. I would

wanted to meet her, it meant that there was

immediately went to pick up Olive

that family doesn't want me anymore. Is it because I'm too smart, or are they afraid of me?" Olive had grown taller. She wore a seat belt

be your parents." Peter's

why can't you and Zoe adopt

take care of you? And Ms. Emerson already

friend of Peter, Zoe, and

asked no more

she wanted to live in a

that she could see their friend, perhaps she could live with them, which was the best way out for her. Therefore, it was better for

Soon.

stopped at the gate of

her, she immediately threw herself into her arms. Charlotte smiled and caressed

first glance, he immediately

felt that this child looked a little like him. When he

"Come here," Avery said.

go of her hands. Olive walked in front of Avery on

and said, "I would like to adopt her, but I have a

"Of course." Peter guaranteed.

as it's legal, it's fine." Charlotte

a girl. What if Avery whipped