Single Mom's Sweet Husband by Charlotte

Charlotte was stunned for a moment. Her hand froze on the doorknob.

"But I don't need to remind you what price you have to pay." As soon as he finished speaking, the man tossed his phone to the coffee table.

He was very tall, and the flinging movement of his hand was fast and powerful. When the phone hit the table's glass surface, it broke, and the glass table also cracked. Charlotte was surprised and the door opened.

Shane was leaning to one side. His gaze fell on her without any heat. She immediately lowered her head and went into the suite, going upstairs without saying a word.

After a while, Charlotte heard a noisy noise from downstairs. She was curious, so she went out of the bedroom, stood by the bannister and looked down.

The hotel staff had cto replace the coffee table, and they apologized to Shane the whole time, saying that they had accidentally purchased an inferior batch of coffee tables. Were they idiots? Charlotte supported her head and watched. If she could, she would have gotten herself spopcorn.

This scene was too similar to a plot in a .

At a glance, one could tell that the coffee table had been smashed.

Even took Shane's feelings into consideration, this coffee table was at least tens of thousands of dollars. All the furniture in this room cost more than ten thousand dollars. Shane had broken it so easily. And now they did not even want him to pay for it? It was these spineless people who made the capitalists so shameless.

After the people downstairs replaced the coffee table, Charlotte returned to her bedroom.

It was so boring. In the end, they hadn't made Shane pay for it.

Because of her physical condition, Shane didn't let Charlotte participate in too many activities.

She could only stay in her room and rest. It would have been fine to be alone, but Shane was with her. Charlotte used her computer for a while, then looked up at Shane, who was sitting next to her.

He was reading a book. There were many foreign words that she could not read.

She pursed her lips and turned back to continue to work on her computer.

However, she had finished watching all the videos that she needed to watch. In order to let her have a good holiday, Rick had even changed the password of the company's database. She couldn't even enter the internal network, let alone read any information.

So boring.

Charlotte peeked at Shane once again.

Needless to say, a certain someone even more beautiful than a sculpture. His eyes were as deep as the abyss, and the lines of his eyes were hard and clear.

It was said that those double- lidded eyes were the most attractive, but Charlotte felt that if his face was matched with doublelidded eyes, it might becvery strange. This pair of eyes was better-looking. "Yesterday, you were looking at my abs. Today, you're looking at my eyes. Does Mr. Jane refuse to let you check him out?" "If you don't wantto look, then I won't keep looking. Why did you have to mention Rick? He never provoked you." Rick had taken away his woman. Was that called not provoking him? Shane flipped a page with his long fingers. He couldn't be bothered to look at Charlotte any longer.

Charlotte was provoked by his annoyance. She beca little bold. She stared at him, looking at his nose, and then his mouth.

Finally, her gaze fell on his suit.

Her face suddenly turned red.

She imagined snaughty images.

She decided not to look an nore. She patted her face and turned her head to focus on her computer "What's going on between you and Rick?" The man asked.

"Why?" she asked, vigilant.

"I'm curious. I want to know what happened to my woman and how it was stolen by another person." "Woman?" "Slam!" Charlotte closed the computer suddenly. "Don't you have any respect for people?" "I protected you a lot of times in the company," Shane said meaningfully.

Charlotte instantly lost her temper.

It was true that this man had helped her a lot, even after the divorce.

While she was in a daze, Shane suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled her into his embrace. Charlotte didn't have any chance to struggle before she was sat on his lap. She screamed, "What are you doing?" "Reading." Did he need to hug her while reading? Charlotte tried to struggle, but it didn't work.

After she stayed sitting against Shane for a while, Shane suddenly reached out and pointed to a line of words, "Can you read this?" Charlotte shook her head.

"I'll teach you." It was only then that Charlotte realized that Shane's voice was as pleasant as the sounds of nature.

The foreign language seemed to be made for him. It was clear, free of impurities, low-pitched, and had a little bit of desolation, but it also had a kind of suprand inviolable domineering.

It seemed that...

He was a person who controlled the whole world as he sat on his throne, but under his feet there was blood and broken bones.

He was a sovereign, but he was also miserable.

"What does this sentence mean?" Charlotte asked absent-mindedly.

"The last person in the world is the only king of the entire civilization," Shane said.

When the ssentence was spoken in a language she knew, it didn't sound so pleasant.

However.

The meaning of this sentence was in line with the tone of his voice.

Charlotte's interest was piqued. "What book is this? What language is it? Can you teach me?" She asked the three questions in one breath.

Shane chuckled, held her finger and pointed to a word, "This word is pronounced... it means..." An hour passed.

Charlotte tried her best to read and memorize the contents of one page.

This book seemed to be something like a science fiction .

"I'm so tired. I don't want to learn anymore." Charlotte rubbed her sore eyes.

"Okay." Shane closed the book but didn't let go of her.

Charlotte yawned and leaned into his embrace for no reason. When she finally realized that she was lying in Shane's arms, he didn't have any intention of letting her go. Mmmm...

It seemed that she had taken the initiative to throw herself at him.

Charlotte was a little embarrassed. She moved her limbs and said, "Um..." "These are the historical records of an ancient civilization, and this language was also used at that time." "Oh? Then how did you know it?" He must have been joking.

Even if he had had a teacher to teach him the language of sancient civilization, he would have hadton have lessons in a coffin or a dream, wouldn't he? Shane smiled and said, "It's possible to find sclues to find the way they learned the language and learn it from there." Normal people would either call him sick or crazy when they heard that.

However, Charlotte reacted quickly.

With Shane's character, she knew he wouldn't do anything that was pointless.

"Did you do it so you could use it as a code?" She made a bold guess.

"Very smart."

"To learn a language someone definitely hasn't and then modify it...

This book wasn't written asn't written by you, was it?" Charlotte's guess was getting more and more out of control. Shane said, "Someone else wrote it, but they are no longer alive." So that's how it was.

Charlotte suddenly becalert. In an instant, she straightened up and stared at him. "You aren't trying to teachso that I can understand your code in the future, right?" "I gave you all my shares. Is learning a specialized language going too far?"

"But, why me? Shane, I've been wanting to ask you this question for a long time. Since you have decided to divorce me, why didn't you askdidn for the shares t back? Since you... why are you still helping me?" Where she had paused, she had wanted to say, "Since you don't wantanymore", but that sentence made her sound too inferior. She didn't want to be so inferior. "There's someone even more important to take care of." After Shane answered, he leaned back in his chair lazily, as if he didn't care about her reaction at all.

Charlotte felt a sharp pain in her heart. She took a deep breath and said, "Then I don't need to learn your exclusive language anymore. Can't you let her learn it?" "She's not as smart as you." "Since you clearly want to take care of her, then why are you... with me..." Charlotte suddenly felt that she was just a villainous homewrecker.

She was the other woman who was messing with Rick's feelings and kept getting entangled with Shane.

She didn't want to be like that.

Charlotte frantically pulled away from him, picked up her computer, and jogged all the way out.

She didn't want to be the other woman.

However, before she could walk more than two steps, Shane had already grabbed her wrist.

She could not struggle and was forced to stop. She stubbornly did not turn her head and turned her back on him. She said in a muffled voice, "Let go of me." "You care aboutvery much." Charlotte turned around angrily. "Not only do I not care about you, but I also think you're disgusting!" X