Single Mom's Sweet Husband by Charlotte

Eventually, Freddie arrived at Shane's villa to meet Sheryl. Olive didn't like Freddie, so she didn't go downstairs to welcome him. At first, Sheryl didn't want to greet him either. However, as the host, she had no choice but to go. It was impolite not to greet the guest.

"Welcome. Your room is on the second floor with Olive's and mine. Your father's room is on the third floor." Sheryl pointed to his luggage. "Do you need me to help you carry it upstairs?"

"I can do it myself. You're a girl." Freddie carried his bag on his back and looked at the man beside him. "Dad, I'll put my luggage upstairs first."

"Okay." Nathan nodded. He then turned to Sheryl and said softly, "I'm handing my son over to you, Sheryl."

"No problem. Daddy told Sheryl that I must take good care of you two!" Sheryl's rosy cheeks made her look super adorable.

Her cheeks must be really soft.

Freddie swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

However, Sheryl didn't notice his abnormal behavior. She took him to the second floor and introduced the layout of the whole house to him.

She told him that there were a lot of things they could do at her house, so it was better not to go outside. Because it would take 3 minutes to drive and 10 minutes to walk from their villa to their neighborhood's entrance. Even picking up a parcel required a long time.

"But it's not that bad because the housekeeper will help to pick up the parcels. The housekeeper can drive, which is awesome."

Freddie listened and even nodded from time to time.

When he put down his luggage, Olive just happened to walk out of the room. Seeing the two of them walking together, she put her guard up and held Sheryl's hand. "Sheryl, don't go to his room. Let him unpack on his own."

Freddie frowned.

He didn't really like Olive.

Even if he liked Sheryl, even if he really wanted to marry Sheryl, how old was he? He was only eight years old. What did you expect an eight-year-old boy to do to a six or seven-year-old girl? Wasn't she overly vigilant? It made sense if he was eighteen years old, but he was only eight years old!

Setting his IQ aside, he was still only eight years old!

Sheryl smiled and comforted Olive, "It's fine. If he bullies me, daddy will deal with him. However, it's indeed not that convenient for girls to watch a boy unpack his luggage. So, you'll have to do this on your own, Freddie. I will go back to building puzzles with Olive. You can come over after you've finished tidying up."

"Alright." Freddie nodded.

Sheryl held Olive's hand and skipped away. Olive snorted coldly, not even sparing a glance at Freddie.

It was her duty to protect Sheryl.

Sheryl seemed to call him by his name just now. He only told her once that his name was Freddie, and she remembered it. She even called him Freddie. This meant

Sweet.

she looked small and silly, she

After a while.

door to join Sheryl and Olive. Puzzles are just a piece of cake for him. Hence, he stood on one side most of the time, watching the two girls assemble their puzzles. He would only give them pointers when they had no idea how to continue. However, the good thing was that they were very perceptive, and he did

some ice cream. Do you want to

shook her head. "I like building puzzles. Plus, I don't like

can play

Seeing the two of them being so

She sighed.

person around Sheryl. She

that Freddie had also followed her downstairs. She turned around and looked at him. "Omm, Freddie, what kind of flavor do

eat." His interest was not in

"Okay..."

ice cream and ran to get

purple and

made

from your dad that you're exceptionally good at Olympics Maths. Can you teach me some tips?" She sat on the

a yearning for her. He was stunned for a

isn't

you're doing

can study hard, whereas a smart person like you can not study. If you're not

a sudden. He clenched his fists, wanting to say that

ate two spoons of ice cream and patted her small belly, saying, "If you don't want to teach me,

teach you.

just feel like I'm a human, and you're a human too. If we respect each other, we can be friends or even get married. But if you think I'm your pet... then I'll

was only at this moment that Freddie came to his senses. He had apologized earlier because he did

his nose

the swing, leaned into him, and kissed

widened

feel weird for kissing him. On the contrary, she even reached out and touched the place where she kissed earlier and muttered to herself, "Is this considered a kiss? Freddie is good-looking.

Hold on!

the one who

coming a

his mind going