Single Mom's Sweet Husband by Charlotte

Charlotte tilted her head sideways and looked at Shane. "If you think that I'm making a big deal out of it, I can just leave. From now on, you will be in charge of the child. I definitely will not interfere." "Is that necessary?"

"Do you think it's not?"

When Sheryl came back, she saw that her father and mother were at loggerheads. Although the two of them stopped talking, the look in their eyes didn't appear quite right. Moreover, no one heeded her when she came back. She looked at the three cups of drinks in her hands and suddenly felt upset. After a while of hesitation, she still decided to walk over slowly. "Drinks?"

Charlotte quickly changed her expression and smiled at Sheryl. She removed the cup from her hand and took a sip of the drink, saying, "Thank you, darling."

Sheryl smiled and handed the other glass to Shane. "Daddy."

Shane didn't reach out to take it. He glared at Charlotte, then stood up and walked into the study, closing the door behind him.

Sheryl put down the glass and sat down beside

Charlotte. "Mommy, daddy is actually very nice to me. I ate a lot of ice cream today, and that's why I wanted more..."

Sheryl's voice was especially adorable when she tried to be cute. However, Charlotte didn't even spare a glance at her. Sheryl felt as though her mother had changed. She wasn't like this before. "Mommy." The little girl grabbed onto Charlotte's sleeve and said, "Stop being angry."

"I'm not angry."

"You're obviously angry. Sheryl won't eat ice cream anymore. Don't be angry. You don't even want to look at Sheryl."

Charlotte did not find Sheryl adorable. Instead, she felt annoyed. And she didn't know what was wrong with herself either. She actually felt like scolding Sheryl. Charlotte took a deep breath and pushed the little girl away. Then, she got up, went into the bedroom, and locked the door. Sheryl stood in the living room, baffled. On the verge of tears, she knocked on the study's door.

Shane opened the door. When he saw Sheryl's upset face, he immediately held her up in his arms and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Daddy, I think mommy doesn't love me anymore." Sheryl suddenly burst into tears.

"She's in a bad mood recently. Let's leave her alone for a little while. When her mood goes back to normal, we'll get even with her." Shane caressed the little girl's head and said, "Where does Sheryl want to go? I'll take you there."

"Sheryl doesn't want to go anywhere. I just want to stay at home." Sheryl lowered her head.

Little liar.

She was clearly worried about Charlotte.

put her down, pulled out a book from the bookshelf, and handed it to her. "You can

turned the knob of the bedroom door. When he

seemed to be looking at a bird, the

Shane sat down beside

"Don't talk to me."

want to

to visit a doctor when

much you've sacrificed to her. How can you

wanted to retort him. But when she wanted to speak, she could

After a while.

did she speak with resentment and

pressed his other hand between his eyebrows and convinced himself not to be harsh on her. "You've been in a very bad mood lately. Go to the hospital and do a checkup." "Are you saying that I'm

"More or less."

was

so angry that her lips turned pale. Suddenly, she blacked

few seconds before he immediately took her to the bed and did CPR on

immediately ran into the room. When she saw what was happening, her mouth

"Call the ambulance."

The ambulance...

panicked, and tears started falling down her cheeks. But she didn't dare to slow

wall with a pale face, watching as doctors and nurses walked in and out before

signs. It should only be a shock." The doctor handed the basic report to Shane. "Take a look at this first. If there's no problem, well take her

I go with you?" Shane was not in

but it's best for the

Shane nodded.

to look after Sheryl, he immediately left with the

devastating look. His face sank, and he went over to hug the child. "Tell me what happened, Sheryl. Don't keep everything to yourself. It's okay. Believe me. It will be

on her chest, but she still didn't wake up. I

course not. You have to trust the

"I..."

Sheryl felt even sadder.

the doctors,