Single Mom's Sweet Husband by Charlotte

Not long after Charlotte got hand sat herself down on the couch, her phone started ringing. It was a call from Anne.

As soon as she picked up the call, Anne's voice streamed through the speakers. It was laced with concern as she asked, "Lottie, are you alright? Are you back home?" "Yeah, lam." "What does Shane want from you?" "How'd you know it was Shane?" Charlotte pondered for a moment. She was quite sure that she hadn't told Anne about it.

Anne replied nonchalantly, "I checked the license plate number; it belongs to Fuller Group. I just assumed it had got to be Shane." It was because of this that she managed to be at ease. Otherwise, she would have tailed the limousine when it left.

With Anne's explanation, Charlotte felt a flurry of warmth gush into her heart.

She was truly blessed to have such a terrific best friend in her life.

Without waiting for Anne to fire her questions, Charlotte let her in on every little detail, including why he had sought her out this taround.

When Charlotte was finally done, Anne's mouth had opened so wide it could fit an egg. "Wait, stop. Save it for later. I'll cover in a few, so tell it to my face." Her last syllable had barely gotten through the line when she hastily hung up the phone.

Sure enough, Anne sped all the way down and showed up at Charlotte's door within minutes. "You actually came!" Charlotte pulled open the door and stared Anne down in disbelief.

She turned around to read the toff the clock on the wall. It was almost the dead of night.

"Is Sheryl asleep?" asked Anne.

Charlotte nodded.

"Great, we'll split the bed tonight." After washing up, the two ladies crawled into bed and huddled against one another.

It was as if they were brought back to the times when they were still abroad for school.

"You're saying that Shane Fuller proposed a contractual marriage with you," Anne repeated stiffly, still dubious of the whole idea.

To think that Shane Fuller, president of Fuller Group, was about to marry! "Here, take a look for yourself." Charlotte reached toward the bedside table and retrieved the agreement to show it to Anne.

Anne took the contract and got up into a cross-legged sitting position. Placing the document across her lap, she began flipping through and skimming the pages.

Having breezed through it once, Anne didn't seem to find any terms that would put Charlotte at a disadvantage. They would be titled husband and wife for two years, except in nonly. After their divorce, she would even get a villa worth 3 million dollars as compensation.

No matter how she looked at it, Charlotte had a lot to gain.

"Why did Shane choose you for his fake marriage?" Anne voiced her doubts. Could he have taken a liking to Charlotte? Charlotte immediately interjected, cutting off Anne's train of thoughts, "He said I would cause less inconvenience because I wouldn't pester him." To tell the truth, his statement stung at first. However, on the way back, she gave it sserious consideration and figured he simply wouldn't have tto nurture any children, let alone date someone. As a result, choosing a trouble-free marriage was indeed a wise decision for a successful person like him.

Anne nodded along. A short silence later, she pursed her lips and cautiously suggested, "Actually, Lottie, my family also has a 3-million-dollar villa in the western suburbs." Once her words were out, she grimaced at the curtness.

Immediately, she added, "I mean, my brother likes Sheryl too, not to mention yourself." As she slowly finished her sentence, Anne's voice trailed away while she vigilantly observed Charlotte's expression.

Noticing no big change, she secretly let out a sigh of relief.

A few seconds of silence passed before Charlotte pushed herself up to sit cross-legged facing Anne.

"Anne, I can't thank you enough for your kindness. Of all these benefits Shane is offering me, the one that is most attractive tois that he would helpreturn to Emerson Corporation. Do you know how much this means to me?" "Ah, is that so?" Anne couldn't help but feel a little sorry for her brother Rick who was abroad.

When it cto Charlotte's return to Emerson Corporation, she didn't need anyone to explain to her that the Jane family couldn't compare to the Fullers.

Anne was a happy-go-lucky person, though. Despite feeling that it was pity for her brother, a trifle such as this wouldn't affect her relationship with Charlotte. Anne's eyes darted back and forth in thought when an idea suddenly popped into her head.

She slapped her thigh in epiphany and said, "Lottie, let's do a DNA test for Sheryl and Shane!" Charlotte was horrified. "What for?"

Anne cleared her throat and began, have" "You see, Shane and Sheryl are truly too dear that it's almost suspicious. What's more, have you noticed the Επ resemblance they share? If someone were to spread rumours that they were blood-related, I bet everyone would buy into it too."

On countless occasions, Anne had secretly superimposed Shane's and O Sheryl's photographs behind Charlotte's back. The resemblance, as she had emphasized, was astounding. Sheryl looked like the spitting image of Shane! Charlotte fell silent. It was not that the thought hadn't crossed her mind. She simply felt this was too unrealistic. Seeing the reluctance in her eyes, Anne urged in a comforting manner, "Who cares if that's the case, we'll see after the results cout." At the stime, Anne's statement seemed to resolve her wavering heart.

For the sake of Emerson Corporation, she would undertake Shane's request.

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