Single Mom's Sweet Husband by Charlotte

"Forget it."

As he looked at Charlotte's dumbfounded expression, Shane didn't want to make things difficult for her any longer. He wiped away the tears at the corners of her eyes and pointed at the car door. "Get in. Let's go back first. It's too cold outside. Both you and Sheryl are prone to getting sick easily. Let's talk about it when we get back."

"Shane, I didn't mean it. It's not that I don't have any confidence in myself. You're just too amazing, you have to believe me!" Charlotte didn't want to end the conversation just like that. She was afraid that not explaining would cause a misunderstanding between them.

Shane just looked at her. Then, he put his long fingers on her chin and said, "I never doubted you. It's you who never believed me."

"It's not that I don't believe you. But it's normal to feel insecure, isn't it..." she tried to explain in a low voice.

Shane was so handsome and good-looking. That was all she could say about his advantages, but she had nothing to say about any shortcomings he had. He was so excellent that she couldn't find any to mention.

"Let's go home."

Shane went around to the driver's seat and opened the door. Charlotte had no choice but to follow him into the car. Because Sheryl had fallen asleep, after the two of them got in the car, they did not speak again. The previous topic of conversation was left unsettled. Charlotte vaguely felt like she had said something wrong.

However, what she said was true, and it was not right to keep these words in her heart. She didn't know how to talk to Shane for the moment.

Perhaps, she should find a time to take Sheryl out for a vacation. Perhaps a holiday would help her relax.

It was late at night.

Zoe woke up from her dream and ran to the bathroom to wipe her face. For some reason, she dreamed of Christopher's death. He lay under a bus with blood all over his body. The bus crushed his body repeatedly. The image made her scalp go numb and her blood froze. After all, he was the person she once liked, so even in the dream she wanted to save him. However, she couldn't do it. She could only watch as Christopher bled more and more, and finally...

He became a mess of blood and flesh.

Zoe felt that she was psychiatrically stable. Although she was not as good as Charlotte, she was definitely much better than Anne and Kendall.

But that scene was still...

Zoe went to the kitchen and drank a few mouthfuls of water. Her heart was beating wildly, and she felt terribly uneasy.

Beep Beep-Beep-

Her phone, which she had been using as a light, rang in the dark night. The pale light of the screen frightened her. "Hello?" She picked up the call.

"It's me."

rather superstitious, a pseudoscience. She had just dreamed of Christopher's death. Now, she received a phone call from him. She swallowed and replied, "What can I do

your relationship with Peter?" Christopher's voice sounded a little hoarse

recently decided to date,"

send you to his villa. You better be careful." Christopher paused for a moment before he frowned. "Don't say that I didn't warn you. It's not always a good

to his ex-girlfriend, but I don't know if it's true. After all, I haven't seen any photos," Zoe replied. Christopher

but according

and Peter. Since you are a couple...

aggrieved tone, "Why? Why are you helping me? You

Why?

computer in

he was sleeping slumped on the

pain from the dream was clear and real. He remembered that, among all the people watching, only Zoe tried to

there was an email from an anonymous

deal with Zoe. On the one hand, it was unnecessary. On the other hand, he

more capable people who worked for them. In all honesty, Zoe only really had a good

no reason for

recalled everything that had happened in his

hit by a bus... Anyway, it was bloody. I'm afraid

they have the

so much about me. Why did you choose to leave me just like they did

because I was scared. After I found out that you were completely different from what I thought, my first

"No."

"What's that?"

Zoe, there is one thing you did right. That is, you

speaking.

of the phone. Her feelings were

deep breath and calmed her feelings down.

it was a psychological effect, but somehow

On Christopher's end.