Single Mom's Sweet Husband by Charlotte

Shane invited her to dinner. Charlotte had been so worried about going out with Mrs. Fuller Senior that it was only when Rick called that she remembered that she should have let him know she had arrived. And yet.

When she was talking to Rick on the phone, Shane had been talking to Sheryl.

"Is Shane there?" Rick naturally heard Shane's voice.

"Yes." Charlotte lowered her head and replied in a muffled voice.

"Do you not want to see him, or do you not know how to face him?" "Both." "Do you need my help?" Rick looked at his reports and said, 'TH be done in about 30 minutes." Charlotte didn't want to trouble him. After all, Shane had brought Sheryl to pick her up. He had invited her to dinner too. It had been so nice of him to do so.

If Charlotte asked Rick to cover, it would be rude to both men.

She thought for a while but declined in the end. "It's okay. You don't have to pickup, I..." "Rick?" Shane suddenly turned his gaze towards Charlotte.

Charlotte felt a chill in her heart when he looked at her, and she nodded her head subconsciously. Shane reached out and made a gesture to her, indicating that she should hand over the phone to him.

"Give him the phone." Rick seemed to have guessed what was going on.

Charlotte was speechless.

Why did she feel that she was out of place here between Shane and Rick? Shane took the phone and pressed it against his ear.

"About Avery, what do you think?" Rick went straight to the point.

"It's not a bad thing." "And it has nothing to do with you?" "No." "It seems that you've really givena treasure. Don't you regret it?" Shane's eyes turned cold and his voice deepened. "She's my woman." "What were they talking about?" Charlotte wondered.

Although Charlotte didn't hear what Shane said, her intuition told her that it had something to do with her. However, when she heard Shane's words, she felt that something wasn't right. Shane... He wouldn't tell someone that she was his woman, would he? They no longer had anything to do with each other.

"Lottie doesn't seem to think so." "That's not important." "As a man, you should be more gentlemanly. Since you once gave up on her, you should let her have the choice to meet other men than you." Shane sneered as he hung up the phone and returned the phone to Charlotte.

Charlotte had genuinely been scared by his words and didn't dare to ask any more questions. She silently placed her phone back into her pocket.

Rick looked at the black phone on the screen and frowned slightly.

He rubbed his temples.

Previously, Shane's attitude toward Charlotte had not been so unyielding. What had happened? Was it because of Tiffany? According to what Charlotte said, Tiffany liked Shane...

Or, it was because they had feelings for each other, but since Tiffany's scandal was exposed, Shane felt regretful and wanted to get back together with Charlotte? Rick's soft expression beccold and serious.

Even if Charlotte wanted to be with another man, she couldn't be with such a piece of scum.

After sending Sheryl back to the old mansion, Charlotte wanted to leave on her own so that she wouldn't have to be in Shane's car.

But drove her away from the old mansion without a word before Charlotte had the chance to call a taxi.

"Where are you taking me?" Charlotte asked uneasily.

"We'll be there very soon." "This person..."Charlotte thought.

Charlotte bit her lower lip and had no choice but to stay quiet for a while. She was in his car, so it wasn't up to her what she could do.

In the end.

Shane parked his car near a hot spring hotel.

They were alone in the middle of the wilderness.

Charlotte was a little nervous. Her fingers tightened in her fist. Her neck was also sweating profusely.

"She is my woman." The words Shane had said before were now like a mantra cycling in her ear.

Just as Charlotte was thinking about how to escape, Shane opened his mouth and said, "Look at the environment here. If it's not bad, you can bring Sheryl and Grandmother over and stay for a few days. I'll transfer the money to you." "Oh? Um..." Charlotte let out a sigh of relief.

Then, a faint feeling of disappointment welled up in her heart.

"Disappointment!?" Charlotte wondered.

She was shocked by this emotion.

Had she been nervous or excited just now? Somehow, a memory from five years ago appeared in her mind. She was pressed under someone's body, with him pushing into her with a lot of force. She could only plead again and again, and finally... Charlotte's face was getting redder and redder.

Shane sensed that something was wrong with her and leaned over to look at her. "What? Do you think I brought you here for another purpose?" "No, that's not it." She quickly waved her hand. "I'm just thinking that it would be fine to ctomorrow. Why did you bringhere tonight?" "It's only you andtonight. Get out of the car.

"What's going on?" Charlotte wondered.

Charlotte obediently got off the car and followed him into the hotel.

The receptionist quickly completed the checkin procedure for the two of them. They were only given one room card.

"You're not going to stay with me, are you? In the past, we were husband and wife, but we..." She muttered.

"I forgot. You're someone else's fiancee." Shane emphasized the word "fiancee".

Charlotte couldn't understand what he meant. The person who wanted to divorce was him. He was also the one who had helped her. Now, the person who brought her here... was also him.

What on earth did he want to do? Was it fun for him to play around with her in such a way? The more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt, and the more depressed she felt. No, she didn't want to be a lamb to the slaughter.

Squeak- Just as Charlotte was letting her imagination run wild, Shane pushed the door open.

The room was very big. It was enough to fit twenty beds, much less just two. It was a two-story suite with four rooms.

"You and Sheryl can share a room. There's a double bed. I'll take one for myself. Grandma and Ms. Laura can have another. Go check the facilities." Shane took off his suit and casually put it on a hanger. He walked to the sofa and sat down. He turned on the TV and started reading financial reports.

His movements were so natural and elegant.

Compared to him...

Charlotte felt that she was too silly.

She took a deep breath and checked the rooms one by one.

After her perusal, she took spaper and a pen to Shane and said, "Grandma and Ms. Laura can take the room downstairs.

for theirs. (twil be easier since the facilities are mostly there. There are a small living. room and another room too. Sheryl and I can sleep in that one. One of the other two rooms has a portable modem, and you can use it to work. As for the other room..." "Someone will stay there," Shane said.

"Who else was coming over?" Charlotte wondered.

Charlotte had a bad guess in her mind. She asked defensively, "It can't be Tiffany Allen, can it?" Why had she thought of that person? Shane looked at her as if he was looking at a fool.

"Uh... I don't mean to imply anything." Charlotte lowered her head guiltily.

"Grandma doesn't like her, so even if I have feelings for her, I won't take her home. And I won't let her meet Sheryl. Do you understand?" "Oh." Charlotte nodded numbly.

She felt a little sad.

She didn't catch the part of the sentence that Shane said "even if for her won't...

had feelings for dings Οπ Instead, her head was filled with the picture of Shane fighting against his grandmother for Tiffany's sake. She thought for a while.

She felt that she still had to advise him.

"Grandmother doesn't like Tiffany, so you'd better restrain yourself a little. If you anger her and put her in the hospital again, it would be bad." Shane narrowed his eyes.

Charlotte wanted to explain. She didn't want to intrude into his personal affairs. It was just that Mrs. Fuller Senior treated her very well. Charlotte was worried about her.

But she could say anything, Shane had appeared directly in front of her.

"What do you think is the relationship betweenand Tiffany?" "It's none of my business anyway." Charlotte was so frightened that she took a step back. Her eyes were filled with caution when she looked at him.

Shane looked at her trembling lips. When he saw how afraid of him she looked, he felt very unhappy.

He reached out to hold her in his arms and bent over to put his attention on her lips, which were as tender as rose petals.

"Shane, are you crazy?" Her voice was one octave higher.

"You still have the shares of the company, don't you?" He suddenly changed the topic. Charlotte was stunned for a moment before slowly nodding her head.

Shane let go of her and nodded in satisfaction. "Keep it in your possession. Don't give it to me, and don't give it to anyone else." "Why?" she asked subconsciously.

"Just do as I say. Don't worry about anything else." Shane turned around and went upstairs) if he was going to bed. Charlotte looked at his back and touched her lips. All of a sudden, her heart began to beat rapidly.