Single Mom's Sweet Husband by Charlotte

"Isn't it because he still treats Christopher as his brother?" Avery felt that there was nothing strange about this matter. "Besides, when it comes to dealing with people like Christopher, it's more satisfying to destroy his confidence than sending him to jail."

"Anyway, you can ask around for a little bit. Tell me if the result turns out to be the same as how you expected."

"No problem," Avery immediately agreed.

The next day.

When Charlotte arrived at Avery's house, Olive had already woken up, but Avery was still sleeping.

It was already past nine o'clock. Normally, he should have woken up. Moreover, they had already talked about this yesterday. Avery really had no concept of time.

Olive tidied up her backpack and brought her homework as well as toys. Because she wasn't sure what Sheryl liked, so she filled up the entire bag. Charlotte sat beside her. Seeing that she was busy, she couldn't help but ask, "Olive, do you usually like studying that much?" "Yeap. I like studying," Olive said with a nod.

"Why?" "Because only by studying hard can one's destiny be changed," Olive answered matter-of-factly.

Charlotte didn't expect a child to have this kind of awareness at such a young age, so she could only sigh. "You have to work hard, alright."

Olive nodded.

The two of them waited for a while before Avery finally woke up. He got dressed, but he didn't appear to be in a good mental state. He seemed to have had another nightmare. Avery would often complain to Charlotte that he would have all kinds of nightmares.

His dreams were bizarre too. For example, he once dreamt that a cat he had for five years ran away from home or that he was locked up in a place like a confinement island while battling with others to survive. All in all, his peculiar dreams came one after another.

"Didn't you sleep well?" Charlotte got up and asked worriedly.

"It's not because I didn't sleep well. I straight up had an amazing sleep," Avery answered meekly. "I dreamed that Olive and Irena were shopping hand in hand, and then they were... Forget it. I'm already used to it. Maybe it's because I already think that Olive is my child, so I began to worry about her

safety."

"Dreams and reality are usually the opposite."

True. They were the opposite.

could never hold hands with Irena. Therefore, Irena no

was why dreams and reality

also became more dispirited. Whether it was words or things, or people, they

next to the location where he had agreed to

can take Olive with you." Avery unbuckled his seat belt and said, "I'll call you immediately if I need

a while. After making sure that no one was following him, he got out of

around the city center a few times before leaving with Olive. After all, it wouldn't be worse if someone was following her car

driving around for a bit, she bought some cakes and invited Olive

held the

buy another

"Is that alright?"

"Of course."

ran over to buy another one. But of course, Charlotte had given her some

she watched the little girl eat ravenously, Charlotte couldn't help but think of Sheryl. She didn't know how she was doing now and

sure that no one was

buildings and villas. No matter how rich people were, their houses would more or less be the same. But she never thought that a house could have a

earn more money and to excel in the future

parked the car in the parking

"Mommy!"

dressed in a pink dress flung herself into

She couldn't be more familiar with the little girl's milky fragrance. She felt at ease in the presence

my friend?" Sheryl stood beside

which pair of slippers she should wear. Sheryl tilted her head and looked at her for a

bought these slippers when she first learned

and chose that pair of shoes. "Nice to meet you. My name is Olive Hart. You

lot. My name's Sheryl Emerson. They all call me Sheryl." After greeting Olive, Sheryl skipped to Charlotte's side and

my friend upstairs to play."

watched as the two kids walked

Fuller Senior walked out. Charlotte hurriedly went over to help her,

meet Sheryl. If he comes with us, I'm afraid that Sheryl