Single Mom's Sweet Husband (Charlotte)

Chapter 114

"Daddy, what are you thinking about?"

Sheryl took out the lollipop from her mouth and stared at Shane's handsome face with a puzzled look.

"I'm thinking why Sheryl likes to eat sweets."

Shane smiled gently, and the hand holding the little girl suddenly tightened a little.

"Because I'm a kid. Daddy is so stupid."

Sheryl couldn't help but roll her eyes and didn't see the ambiguous smile on his face.

After giving Sheryl over to Ms. Jenny's care, Shane deliberately slowed down when passing by the room next to his, but he didn't hear any sound.

At that moment, Charlotte was lying quietly on the bed. Everything here was foreign to her. She tossed and turned, unable to sleep.

The next morning, Charlotte assumed that she woke up very early. She walked down from the second floor in a panic, trying to avoid Shane.

"Good morning."

As if by reflex, Charlotte turned around and looked toward the source of the sound.

At this hour, the morning sunshine filtered through the floor-to-ceiling windows to land on Shane's shoulder. It made him look like a wealthy gentleman.

"Morning-"

Charlotte waved her hand reluctantly. When she walked to the living room, she suddenly said, "Please take care of Sheryl. I'm going to the office now."

"You're not having breakfast?"

Shane looked up and down at Charlotte before him. In his mind, the memory of the last time he picked this small woman up floated up. Her body weight had been obviously too light.

Charlotte didn't know why the man before her with his hand on a newspaper had changed his expression so quickly. She could only say in a weak voice, "I'll buy some breakfast on the way."

As he looked at her rapidly departing back, Shane's mouth twitched a couple of times.

Of course he knew that the woman was intentionally avoiding him.

But they were under the same roof. How could she avoid him?

"Mr. Fuller, the breakfast that you ordered for

Miss Charlotte is ready. What do you think?"

Ms. Jenny respectfully put the packed breakfast on the table, quietly waiting for Shane's instructions. All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

"Leave it here."

Shane continued to read the newspaper in his hand and didn't withdraw his gaze until he heard the sound of footsteps upstairs.

An hour later, Shane drove to the Fuller Group after sending Sheryl to her kindergarten.

Braden, who had been waiting for a long time, was chatting with the receptionist at the lobby on the first floor.

When he saw Shane coming in, his foot almost slipped, and he went straight to him.

"Shane."

Braden gave his signature smile and waved to the two beautiful women at the front desk, then he fixed his eyes on Shane.

"What's the matter?"

Shane threw a cold glance at the man following him and went straight into the exclusive CEO's elevator.

"There is a small matter."

Braden followed him into the elevator shamelessly.

One after the other, they arrived at the office. Braden closed the door shut behind him as he was the last to enter. Then, he drifted over to a waiting sofa.

"You're a slave to your daughter now. But your life still seems more interesting than ours."

Braden stretched lazily and covered his belly with his hand.

"Jealous?"

Shane didn't object. Instead, he raised his eyebrows, his expression relaxed.

"Of course I'm not jealous. I also want to start a family one day. Humph..." Braden rolled his eyes. Then, his expression turned serious and turned to look at the man sitting on the chair, saying, "I'm

here to talk business."

"The role of acting CEO of the Emerson Corporation has been taken up by Elaine Emerson. That woman is not so simple. As soon as she took the role, she replaced all the old employees who worked hard for Timothy with people who are under her control or those she trusts."

After finishing, he could not help but continue to complain, "Fortunately, you didn't get together with that beautiful celebrity, Yuliana, that time. Otherwise..." "And those old fogeys at the Emerson

Corporation are okay with this?"

Shane narrowed his eyes dangerously, and a hint of fierceness could be seen in them.

"How could they be willing to hand the Emerson Corporation over to an outsider? It's just that Timothy's will made it clear that the Emerson Corporation is under Elaine's control."

Braden shrugged his shoulders helplessly.

"I see."

Shane simply snorted and didn't say much more.

"Charlotte didn't ask you to help her take back the Emerson Corporation. If you were to make a move, the Emerson Corporation would definitely be no problem, but you might not be able to win her favor."

Braden could not help but tease him, but when he saw Shane's warning gaze, he closed his mouth feeling wronged.

"She doesn't need my help."

There was some more admiration in Shane's eyes.

Braden helplessly patted the sofa under him and stood up. His hand was already on the doorknob as he said meaningfully, "You have feelings for Charlotte, but I still don't want to see...

'See what?'

Shane suddenly asked in confusion and slowly folded his hands on the desk.

"It's nothing."

Braden shook his head but did not turn around. He just opened the door and closed it again behind him.

In the corridor, Braden greeted Zoe casually. When he saw a newly printed stack of documents in her hand, he immediately smiled and said, "Do you need any help?"

"There's no need."

Zoe refused with a distant but polite smile.

After Zoe left, Charlotte immediately blocked Braden's path. With a hint of anger, she pointed her finger at him.

"Mr. Collins, if the person you were flirting with today wasn't Zoe, I would definitely have slapped you on the spot."

Charlotte, who was filled with righteous indignation, forcefully suppressed her voice as she spoke.

Braden, who was standing in front of her, had a faint smile on his face. He had already noticed that Charlotte was not far away. He had pretended not to see her because he wanted to find out why this woman was so well-liked by so many people.

There had been a few times when he could tell from Christopher's gaze that he had a thing for Charlotte, and that shocked Braden.

Braden had never thought that a woman would come between his best friends. In his heart, he still hoped that such a cliche would never happen to them.

"Then I must thank Miss Emerson for showing mercy."

Braden casually put his hands into his pockets. A mischievous smile suddenly appeared on his devilishly handsome face, nearly blinding Charlotte.

"Braden, if you really like Anne, then please treat her well. Otherwise, I will do everything I can to make you suffer."

Upon finishing her words, Charlotte clenched her fists and left without any hesitation.

Braden shook his head helplessly. He finally saw that Charlotte was like a fatally poisonous poppy flower. Those who were around here could not help but get addicted.

Through the camera, Shane saw everything that was happening in the corridor and couldn't help but smile.

Only cats with their claws out were more likely to attract other people's interest. "Charlotte, how many more aspects do you have that I don't know about?" Shane wondered.

"Buzz, buzz-"

Shane threw a glance at his private phone and pressed the answer button with a cold look. An anxious voice immediately sounded in the office.

"Mr. Fuller, Old Mrs. Fuller fainted just now. Please come back quickly."

"I'm not a doctor. Get Henry to go," Shane coldly refused.

"Mr. Fuller..."

It was only when Shane heard Aunt Ophelia's pleading voice on the phone that he rushed immediately to the suburban villa that he had only visited a few times.

When Shane saw the middle- aged woman who was seemingly resting on the reclining chair with her eyes closed, a trace of anger suddenly flashed in his eyes.

"Did you lie to me?"

"No."