Single Mom's Sweet Husband by Charlotte

Avery had not expected Olive to say something like that. He couldn't answer her questions. He opened the door silently. Olive did not say anything else as she followed behind him obediently. She sat in the

backseat and looked out at the window.

She loved herself, so she would feel at home wherever she was.

She would always remember this sentence.

"My wife committed suicide and I didn't want to remarry so adoption was the best option for me," Avery suddenly said.

Olive snapped back to reality. She tilted her head to look at him. "What if it wasn't me?"

"I didn't intend to adopt a child even though I know it's beneficial for me. But I see a desire in you that I lack."

Olive suddenly smiled. She felt relieved and said, "Thank you, Mr. Avery."

Avery did not ask why she thanked him because it was not necessary. Whether it was her or him, they both needed this haven. As long as they were both happy in this haven, it was enough. In a blink of an eye, it was the day of Anne and Braden's wedding.

Charlotte had already been married before so she couldn't be the bridesmaid. She could only work with Shane at the scene. However, there were very few tasks they could help out with.

The entire church was covered in white roses. Even the carpet was covered in white rose petals. All of this seemed rather romantic and peaceful.

"Do you want a wedding?" Shane suddenly asked her.

"No, I don't." Charlotte answered bluntly, "Anne and Braden also didn't want this wedding, don't they? If it weren't for this plan, they wouldn't even be bothered with it. It looks so perfect but in reality it's just a waste of time and money."

"Don't all women care about this?"

"Then I'm not a woman."

Shane laughed and pinched her ear, "If I wanted to give you a wedding, are you sure you won't want to be part of it?"

"Of course. I'd think about it if you hide it from me at first and I only have to say a few words before our relatives. Charlotte laid back and continued, "Anyway, I don't want it to be such a complicated process." She helped a lot at Anne's wedding, so she knew the details of the ceremony. Simply put it was one word, complicated.

If she had the time, she would rather read more books.

Shane did not continue on this topic. The guests arrived at the scene one after another but they were enjoying the buffet at the field outside the church. No one was inside so the church halls were quite empty.

"Mr. Fuller."

familiar voice rang beside

move while Charlotte turned to look at the

It was Christopher.

and Elaine walked over slowly. A little boy was holding Elaine's hand. Charlotte

much? We have been friends for so many years.

that you had used these years to exchange

glanced at Charlotte. "Aren't you afraid your current lover would be jealous of

didn't explain any further while Charlotte didn't react to his

within you. You just can't forget Heidi. Don't say you let me go because of our friendship. It's all because

Shane looked at

he was hooked. "You're really a hypocrite. I won't tell you where she

won't tell me, because you don't

Shane sounded very certain.

He frowned and

"Tiffany is already dead."

have already used your last chance. Stop

and said, "Don't even

Charlotte and

sighed, "How did Christopher end up like

"It's Karma."

he had a very clear purpose and value but he met you so

choice even if he

If he were my brother, I might be dead

"He's not that ruthless."

Charlotte was stunned.

not ruthless

enough to turn Tiffany into Heidi. Wasn't that enough? Charlotte felt Shane wasn't right in this matter. However, on second thought, she couldn't really point out how ruthless Christopher

a small fork. As she ate, she thought about

Christopher ruthless

Soon...

wedding was about

a white wedding dress. Her father gave her hand to Braden. Then, the priest asked them to exchange

two said their vows. Then, Braden took the microphone from the priest and said, "Today is a happy day and at the same time one of the

willingly and resign from all my duties at the company. At the same time, me and my wife, Anne, would have nothing more to do with the Jane and Collins family from