Single Mom's Sweet Husband (Charlotte)

Chapter 109

Charlotte refused to believe it. The sadness in her eyes flashed and she shouted, not willing to give up, "You just admitted that you are Ms. Coco."

When Charlotte saw Ms. Coco's weathered body tremble, she was even more convinced that she hadn't been mistaken. She continued to try to reason with her.

"Ms. Coco, I don't know why you didn't say goodbye back then and why I couldn't find you. But now that you're right here in front of me, I will wait until you are willing to talk to me.

"Gunther, close the door. They've mistaken me for someone else and will be leaving now."

The woman who had been referred to as Ms. Coco shouted at the young man standing by the door.

"Okay, Mom."

A metal door completely sealed off Charlotte's heart. When she saw Ms. Coco's attitude, she was even more convinced that what happened back then was not an accident.

"Cole."

The cold and ruthless voice made Cole, who had been standing silently to one side, shiver all over. He immediately stepped forward and said respectfully, "Yes, Mr. Fuller."

"There's no need."

Of course Charlotte could tell that Shane was trying to help her. However, she still wanted to use her own methods to do it.

"Mr. Fuller?"

Cole looked at Shane with a conflicted expression.

"Let her deal with it herself."

At that moment, Shane looked at the woman next to him in a new light and admired her even more.

There had always been two kinds of women surrounding him. One type was those who only knew how to compete for a man's favour. The other kind was way too scheming. Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

But this little woman before him didn't seem to belong to either of them...

"Thank you."

Charlotte's voice was a little weak, but Shane, who was only a meter away, could hear it clearly.

An hour later...

Almost everyone who passed by couldn't help but glance at the handsome man and beautiful woman standing outside the door. Nevertheless, there was no movement from behind the closed door.

"Mr. Fuller, it seems to be raining."

Cole couldn't help but point out. When Shane glared at him coldly, Cole could only shut his mouth obediently.

"You can go back. I can do this alone."

Charlotte slightly raised her head and let the rain fall on her face, but she remained indifferent.

Shane's heart suddenly ached. Unable to help himself, he took off his jacket and draped it over Charlotte's thin and weak body.

"Mr. Fuller..."

Cole could clearly sense that Shane's feelings for Charlotte were changing day by day.

Within the house, the young man paced back and forth in the living room. He eyed the rain outside the window gradually becoming heavier. Finally, he shook his head helplessly.

"Mom, do you really not want them to come in? It looks like they haven't left yet. It's raining so heavily. If they continue to stay out there, they might get sick if they don't end up in the hospital."

"Let's wait a little longer."

Ms. Coco rubbed her aching legs tiredly. She stared fixedly out of the window.

After another hour, Ms. Coco finally stood up shakily and said to her young son who was sitting nearby, "Let them in. It's time for me to do right by my old employer."

For many years now, she had been unable to get a good night's sleep. She had dreamed countless times about that night.

Charlotte's water- splattered face watched quietly as the courtyard gate was opened.

"My mother asked you to go in."

Upon learning that Ms. Coco was finally willing to see her, Charlotte could not care less about how wet her clothes were as she ran straight in.

"Ms. Coco."

Only when she was truly standing in the warm living room did Charlotte's entire body tremble. Her arms were tightly wrapped around the coat that obviously didn't fit her.

"Miss Lottie."

Ms. Coco raised her weather- worn face, pointed to the empty sofa opposite her, and continued, "Sit down."

"Ms. Coco, I'm here today because I want to know what happened back then. How did my mother pass away, and why did you disappear without a trace overnight?"

Charlotte went straight to the point as she stared into the avoiding eyes of the person in front of her.

Ms. Coco smiled bitterly and slowly moved her gaze to look out the window. When she heard the sound of the falling rain, her heart suddenly calmed down.

"The truth had to come out sometime!" she thought.

"Ms. Coco, I want to hear the truth. For Lottie, please?"

Charlotte affectionately called herself "Lottie" like Ms. Coco used to when she was young. But her words made Shane's eyes narrow.

"Ah!"

After sighing of relief, she glanced at Shane who was standing to one side and did not answer immediately. Instead, she said kindly, "Miss Lottie, if my mistress were still alive, she would definitely be happy to know that you have found such an excellent man."

Charlotte didn't deny it, but just lowered her head. She didn't dare to look at Shane's current expression.

She had to admit that Shane had done too much for her, so much that it made her flounder.

"Actually, the day before Mrs. Emerson passed away, Mr. Emerson went to look for her..." Although she noticed that Charlotte's face had suddenly turned pale, Ms. Coco continued, "I didn't hear what

he said because I was sent away by Mr. Emerson. But when I came back, Mrs. Emerson didn't look very good. I asked why, but she didn't say anything."

"Then why did you leave without saying goodbye?"

Charlotte gritted her teeth as hurt flashed in her eyes.

"After Mrs. Emerson passed away, I went to find Mr. Emerson, but he threatened to hurt my family. Miss Lottie, you know that I only have one son and I can't let him be hurt. That's why I did that. Even if you hate me, I won't regret it."

When she saw an old woman like Ms. Coco cry in front of her, Charlotte shook her head helplessly and immediately took the tissue that someone handed over and passed it to Ms. Coco.

Shane stood silently behind Charlotte, as if he were an invisible supporting force.

"I don't blame you."

In the end, Charlotte finally shook her head and bit her lower lip tightly.

"Let's go."

Charlotte gently pulled Shane's sleeve and asked silently.

"All right."

As if it had been agreed upon before, Shane put his hand on Charlotte's slightly trembling shoulders. He felt a slight pain in his heart.

By the time they returned to River City, it was already noon on the next day.

Shane rushed to the office for an emergency meeting. When he asked Cole to send Charlotte home, he was immediately rejected, so he had to respect her opinions.

Charlotte drove to the Emerson Corporation offices. She really wanted to know what happened that night from the man she had called father for more than ten years.

Standing in front of the Emerson Corporation's office building, she was confused by the tightly locked door. Usually, the office is open at this time, and Timothy would also in the office."

"What the hell is going on?" she wondered.

"Excuse me, why is it closed?"

Charlotte looked at the security guards passing by and asked in confusion.

"Don't you know? Mr. Emerson passed away. Now the whole office has been closed for three days. Are you looking for a job here?"

There was a hint of sympathy in the eyes of the security guard as he looked at Charlotte.

"Which Mr. Emerson?"

Charlotte's heart suddenly ached, and she grabbed the other party's sleeve tightly.

"He is the CEO of the Emerson Corporation."

It was as if a bomb had exploded in Charlotte's ears, causing her to stagger a few steps backward.

"Miss, today is the wake. There should be a lot of people going."

As soon as the security guard finished speaking, Charlotte rushed off without thinking.

She still did not believe that the man who had mocked her so cold would leave like this. Was he so cruel that he wouldn't let her see him one last time?

Although she still hated him a lot, her heart was still in so much pain that she couldn't breathe.

Why was life so cruel to her?

Charlotte didn't know how many red lights she ran along the way, but she ended up at the Emerson family's home again.

She found that the scene at the villa was almost the same as it had been a few years ago for the previous wake held there.

"Charlotte?"

Elaine, dressed in black, kept greeting the people coming and going. Out of the corner of her eye, she still saw the person who suddenly appeared at the door.

"Elaine..."

Their eyes were practically filled with hatred. When their gazes met, Charlotte used every ounce of her strength to look at the woman who was a small distance away from her.