Single Mom's Sweet Husband (Charlotte)

Chapter 411

"I don't understand. What on earth do you think of me? I don't have an intimate relationship with you and I'm not your friend. I don't understand. Why didn't you treat me like this when you were dating me?"

"Do you want to go with me or are you testing me?"

"I..." Kendall choked on her words.

Rick smiled and approached her. He opened her arms wide and said, "Should I say, 'Kendall, welcome back. Would you please continue to care about me?"'

Kendall's nose twitched. She mumbled, "Who cares about you? Who wants to come back?" This is from NôvelDrama.Org.

"Don't you want it?" Rick took another step forward and said. "You've clearly seen through me. Don't you want to give yourself a chance to change?"

He couldn't fall for her, but perhaps she had a way to do it?

He originally wanted to leave and hide from her for a few days so that he and she could think more clearly. But he did not expect that she was more courageous than he had imagined. If she could say that she wanted to go with him in such a situation, then he also wanted to keep her by his side and find some light in this pointless life.

Kendall looked at his arms, hesitated for a moment, then moved forward and hugged him. "Let me say it first, I haven't forgiven you, and I don't want to be your girlfriend. I just think you are too pitiful."

"Okay." Rick kissed her between her eyebrows. "Kendall, I've been waiting for you all the time. Other than you, there may be no one else in the world who can make me so troubled."

"I know. I made you troubled. I shouldn't have done it."

"No." Rick's lips traveled downward. "I want to prove that I don't hate you, Kendall."

Rick had always been good at flirting. Kendall was immediately intoxicated in his embrace. She wanted to melt into his arms. However, Rick spoke up again. "But now, we can't do anything. You're still hurt. Kendall, believe me that I don't hate you. I just didn't think about it properly that day. I wasn't ready. I hate others forcing me to make a decision."

"I'm sorry, I had a problem that day too..." she said in a small voice.

"I know that you have suffered a lot by my side. I won't let you suffer in the future."

Kendall sighed.

She did not forgive him.

How did she end up in his arms again?

Perhaps, it was really her destiny that she liked Rick.

Charlotte found out about Rick and Kendall early in the morning on the same day.

She handed the phone to Shane and said, "I really didn't expect Rick to be so slow. It took so many days for him to finally settle Kendall. It's good that they have reconciled. This way, we don't have to worry that Kendall will be caught by the Stevens family."

"Alright, how's the Stevens family situation?" Shane didn't care about gossip at all.

It didn't matter to Shane who Rick was with. It would be fine as long as it was not Charlotte.

"It's not going very well. It's more difficult to deal with than we expected. Their overseas branch retaliated against the Jane Corporation. We miscalculated..." Charlotte sighed. "I didn't expect Ryland to discover that Rick and Avery were partners. I don't know where they found out about this." "It doesn't matter. Losing the Jane Corporation is a good thing." "After the Jane Corporation is lost, Rick should have more free time. It's indeed a good thing for him that the domestic branch can come out independently without being sucked in. But it's not good for him after all."

"He still cares about his reputation?"

That was true.

Rick no longer needed his reputation.

Charlotte hesitated for a moment, then finally opened her mouth. "Shane, there is something else."

"What's that?"

"If the Jane Corporation is lost, should we help Rick?"

"No."

"Why is that?"

"If Rick needed it, he would have asked for it earlier and wouldn't have waited until now."

Although Charlotte did not quite understand the logic behind it, it was indeed a little difficult for her to divert her attention to help Rick. After all, there was still the matter regarding the fishpeople and Christopher.

Charlotte continued to work. She yawned a few times but didn't stop. Shane grabbed her hand and said, "Go to sleep." "I only have a bit more to finish."

"I'll do it."

"Him?" Charlotte thought.

Charlotte was momentarily stunned. Only then did she remember that the people around her were much more capable than her in handling official matters. She handed the computer over to him and leaned on his shoulder, "Then you can handle it. I'll rest here. When you're done, we'll go and rest together."

Shane nodded and started tapping on the keyboard. In a short while, he completed the document.

The two of them returned to the bedroom and Charlotte went to take a bath first. As soon as she finished washing and stood in front of the mirror, a message popped up on her phone. She frowned and clicked on it.

"I am a worker you took care of. I have been working in a factory nearby for the past two days. I heard that there was a murder case in a place where you have been to before. I felt that this matter was strange and asked a local friend. They said that the deceased was an old woman in her 80s and a member of the Fuller family. She did not return to Hartsville as the others said. I don't know if this matter is helpful to you or not."

"I don't quite understand. Are you saying that Mrs. Fuller Senior is dead?"

"I didn't say anything about it, and I didn't see anything anyway. It was someone else who said it. Do you need to know about it?"

Charlotte was very surprised. After all, Mrs. Fuller Senior had sent gifts to Sheryl and Olive only a few days ago. The two children were having quite a good time. If Mrs. Fuller Senior had died then were the gifts sent by a ghost?

Moreover, if Mrs. Fuller Senior died, then Shane would have held a large funeral for her. How was it possible that she didn't even get news about it?

"Do you have time? Can we meet?" Charlotte sent him a message.

"Yes, I'll call my friends too. Can we have lunch together tomorrow afternoon?"

Charlotte agreed and dried her hair. She left the bathroom and went back to bed to sleep.

The next day.

Charlotte didn't go to the office. Instead, she stuck a Post-It to her computer to tell Shane that she had gone out and asked him to deal with the company's affairs.

After leaving the house, Charlotte went to the restaurant that she had agreed on with the other party.

This restaurant was very popular recently, which dispelled a lot of Charlotte's worries.

She came to the reserved table and saw two uniformed workers sitting there. She sat down. "Are you Riley Francis?"

"That's me." A man wearing a khaki uniform jacket reached out his hand. "Mr. Emerson, it's me who asked you here."

"Well, why don't we eat first? Or we can talk while eating. You must be hungry."

"Of course," Riley said with a simple and honest smile. "Ms. Emerson, we have to thank you for what happened before. If it weren't for you, so many people would have died in the rainstorm. Many people survived to help their families. Now their families are better, they can die in peace."

Charlotte lowered her head. There was a slight sorrow in her eyes. "After all, it's a human life."

The people she talked to were good men. They struggled for their families and lived for their children. However, the rainstorm and rockslide destroyed all hope.

Sometimes, life was really unfair.

"Yes, so we don't do that now. You gave us so much money that many of us have been transferred to a safer construction site." "That's great. You can come to me if you run into any trouble on the new construction site in the future."

"That's great."

"Do you have a lot of money?"

Another person suddenly opened his mouth to ask.

Charlotte looked at him and narrowed her eyes, "That depends on what it's for."