Single Mom's Sweet Husband (Charlotte)

Chapter 115

Aunt Ophelia shook her head sadly and looked at Raina, who was on the lounge chair. She didn't understand why the woman who had been so in pain that she had been convulsing had moved quickly to the lounge chair at the sound of a car engine. Raina had even put her sunglasses on while she had been at it.

"Shane, did you move Charlotte in to your place?"

Raina said with absolute certainty, but there was a little dissatisfaction in her eyes.

"You have a problem with that?"

Shane glanced coldly at the woman who seemed like a stranger in front of him. There was no emotion in his voice.

"Mr. Fuller, you can't speak to Madam Fuller like that. All these years, she has always been doing this for..."

"Stop it."

Raina was almost roaring angrily and immediately stopped Aunt Ophelia from speaking further.

"For the sake of her own reputation and the Fuller family's reputation, I've heard enough. Can you talk about something else?"

Shane looked at the person in front of him coldly. Suddenly, the corner of his mouth raised, and he approached her step by step.

"I advise you not to do anything to Charlotte and her daughter. Otherwise, I don't know what I would do. Compared to someone who abandoned her children for the sake of her own feelings, I believe Charlotte is an even better mother."

"Mr. Fuller..."

Aunt Ophelia exclaimed in sorrow. She was even more worried as she looked at the woman sitting on the lounge chair. Although she had used sunglasses to hide them, tears could still be seen flowing down her face.

When Shane was about to leave, Raina just said in a weak voice, "Your grandmother is coming back from Hartsville. She'll arrive at the airport at 3 p.m. tomorrow afternoon. You're picking her up."

Shane's footsteps paused. After Raina stopped speaking, he left without looking back.

"Madam Fuller, it seems that Mr. Fuller is serious about Miss Charlotte." "I will never allow such a woman to come into the Fuller family. She will only bring a bad reputation to the Fuller family and ruin my son's future. I will never allow that."

Raina took off the sunglasses on her face. She looked completely different from when she had been holding back earlier. A hint of viciousness flashed across her eyes.

Aunt Ophelia shook her head helplessly.

When she was about to get off work, Charlotte was sorting out the documents sent by different department managers with Zoe. She looked at the immaculate woman sitting opposite her and helplessly rubbed her long-empty stomach.

When she finally finished sorting out the last document, Charlotte stretched out without hesitation and let out a long sigh of relief. When she finally realized that this was the wrong thing to do in such a place, two patches of red immediately flared on her face.

"It doesn't matter, there is no one else here."

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The phone on a side table vibrated suddenly. Charlotte immediately glanced at it and looked around alertly. Suddenly, she asked meaningfully, "Zoe, is there a camera here?" "Yes, every part of the company has one." Zoe deliberately raised her voice and instantly saw the horrified look of the person in front of her.

"Does that mean that people saw my bedraggled look for the past few days?" Charlotte wondered.

With a hint of hope in her eyes, Charlotte asked in a weak voice, "Mr. Fuller wouldn't be bored to look at the footage here, right? If he watches all the surveillance, he'd be exhausted to death."

Slightly embarrassed, she scratched her head and walked out while comforting herself.

"Mr. Fuller, you were looking for me?"

In the end, Charlotte gritted her teeth and walked into the office. She did not want to return home to see an unhappy face.

"That's right."

Shane's expressionless agreement was also able to make Charlotte's heart jump. She racked her brains but couldn't figure out why he had asked her to come.

"Let's eat."

A few minutes later, Shane suddenly spoke. "What do you mean?"

"I got Ms. Jenny to bring over some food. Let's eat it together."

Shane stopped what he was doing and placed the lunchbox on the small conference table. He opened it slowly on purpose when he saw the excitement in Charlotte's eyes.

The strong, fragrant smell of food came. In the quiet room, the sound of Charlotte's stomach rumbling sounded immediately.

"I can eat it too?"

Charlotte pointed at several different dishes on the table. She couldn't help but swallow a gulp. She had forgotten her promise to herself that she would avoid Shane.

"Yes, you can."

With Shane's permission, Charlotte finally picked up some cutlery and tasted the food with satisfaction.

Shane watched this scene quietly. Suddenly, he felt that it was better to just continue on like this.

"Tomorrow, my grandmother is coming back.

I hope you can come with me to pick her up."

Shane looked at the woman who suddenly put down her cutlery. He raised his eyebrows in confusion, as if he was waiting for the woman's answer.

"I have to work tomorrow."

Charlotte immediately blocked.

"This is also your job. Don't you want your bonus, Charlotte?"

Shane crossed his long legs. It seemed that the big table didn't have enough space for him to stretch out his long legs at all. He once again sat leaning to one side.

The corner of Charlotte's mouth twitched a little. She recalled the scene on TV that she had seen before. When she raised her head again, the conflict on her face had already vanished. Instead, it was replaced by a shy and pitiful expression.

"Shane, I haven't adjusted emotionally yet. Please give me a chance to do so before I see your grandmother. I'll give her a good impression then. Is that okay?"

Charlotte pretended to be pitiful. She bit her thin lips tightly with her teeth, looking as if she would cry in the next second.

Shane watched this scene with a playful look and continued to tease her. "I don't think there's anything wrong with your current emotional state."

"But I'm really not prepared."

Charlotte gritted her teeth and continued speaking in a pitiful manner.

Anne once said that ordinary men would not be able to resist women who acted coquettishly, but Shane was a maddening exception.

Anne, who was strolling in the city center, sneezed uncontrollably and couldn't help complaining, "Who dares scold me behind my back?" When she looked at Braden who walked casually next to her, she pointed at him and pretended to be angry. "Is it you?"

"I'm innocent. It took me a lot of effort to get away from Shane the slave driver. Don't put the blame on me."

Braden shrugged innocently and showed his pleading big eyes, which made Anne feel a little sorry for him.

The two people in the office were still in a stalemate. Charlotte simply stood up and walked towards Shane, placing her hands gently on his shoulders.

"Charlotte, this trick isn't going to work on me.

As if he had just poured cold water on Charlotte, who had just felt motivated. She instantly withdrew her hands from where she had been prepared to massage Shane's shoulders. She said angrily, "Shane, we're in a fake marriage. You never said anything about meeting your family before." "Hm." Shane crossed his arms in front of his chest in an ambiguous way, staring at Charlotte's red cheeks in amusement.

"That's not what I meant, I—"

It was only afterward that Charlotte realized she had yelled at Shane just now. She couldn't help but feel scared.

Maybe she would be kicked out tonight?

I agree.

Shane's sudden words completely stunned Charlotte. At the same time, her previous opinions had been shattered.

He didn't know that in Charlotte's opinion, he was a strange kind of person who preferred the stick to the carrot.

After leaving the office, Charlotte took a deep breath and continuously admired her ability to handle stress.

"Why aren't you going in?"

The sudden voice almost scared Charlotte to death. She quickly put her finger on her mouth and made a silencing gesture.