Single Mom's Sweet Husband (Charlotte)

Chapter 429

"Keep an eye on that man." After sending out the message, Shane switched to another app to purchase tickets.

Initially, Charlotte thought that Shane was only looking for someone to help her settle her problem. She actually didn't want to trouble Shane, but that rich guy seemed to be very powerful. He detained her just because of a slap. She had nothing to say because she was indeed the one who slapped him after all.

She waited and waited, but he still had not come.

Just when she thought that Shane didn't care about her anymore, she saw him. That man who she had not seen in a long time.

Behind Shane, a huge number of people in black bulletproof vests were following. She didn't know those people. They didn't look like people from her country or Brine. They seemed to be... mercenaries?

Shane smashed the lock with his gun and pulled her out of the room.

"Uh..." Charlotte was a little embarrassed and didn't dare to look at him.

"Did he hurt you?"

"No. I've protected myself very well," she replied honestly.

"Okay."

Shane picked her up in bridal style and carried her out of the room that looked like a cell. It was only then that Charlotte realized she was not at the police station at all. She was at an abandoned

warehouse instead. She didn't dare to move in Shane's arms until an explosive noise rang out behind her. The blazing heat caused her ears to burn.

"Shane..." she called him softly.

"I'm here."

"Why did you come?"

"I miss you." Shane paused for a while and continued, "Besides, I don't think I'm a forgiving person."

She understood the first sentence, but what was the meaning of the second one? Charlotte didn't dare to ask again. She simply acknowledged his words and proceeded to bury her head in his arms.

Shane brought Charlotte to his hotel and left to deal with the rich guy.

Being alone in the room, Charlotte was bored. When she was walking around, she saw Shane's phone, which he left in the room. She picked it up and went through it.

His social media was very clean.

There were only Sheryl, Avery, and Rick.

Once in a while, Cole would appear. As for Jackson and Josephine, she didn't even see their names.

After scrolling through his phone multiple times, Charlotte did not discover anything strange. In the end, she placed the phone back and sat down on the sofa.

When she was dozing off, she felt as if someone was carrying her.

"Shane." She knew that he was back.

"Yes?"

"What did you do?" She said in a somewhat disappointed tone, "There are so many blonde girls with big boobs out there."

So, she thought he went to flirt with girls?

Shane couldn't help laughing. "Do you think I came all the way here to find you just because I want to see other women?"

She pouted.

He bent over and kissed her forehead. "The man learned his lesson. He was sent to undergo chemical castration. I'll tell you the results when it comes out tomorrow."

Charlotte had no idea what he was talking about at first. After thinking about it for some time, she suddenly realized that Shane had personally traveled here to seek revenge for her.

She immediately pulled him into a tight embrace. "He won't be coming after you, will he?"

"I'm not scared of him."

"That's good. I'm sorry. I've caused you trouble again."

He carried her to the bed and sat down, supporting her back with his fingers. His gaze fell on her sleepy eyes. She looked so cute and attractive when she was half-awake.

"I thought you had a couple of boyfriends? That man is not ugly. Why didn't you take him with you?" When Shane said this, his heart ached.

He had been stalking her on social media all this time, so he naturally knew that she was living an interesting life.

She was going out with different guys every day.

"No, I don't have a boyfriend," she said with a smile. "I'd like to date them too. But I'm afraid they only treat a backpacker like me as a... Hold on, why did you ask this?"

"Don't you know why?" He leaned in closer and nibbled on her ear. "Do you really not know?"

His lips continued to move downwards.

His angry bite was a little painful, but Charlotte was aroused. She arched her body and moved her neck closer to him. "Harder. If vampires knew that you suck on a human's neck like this, they would definitely be ashamed of you."

"It doesn't hurt?" He looked up.

His eyes, as dark as ink, carried a noticeable desire.

Charlotte pressed her index finger on his lips and said with a half-smile, "Are you going to stop just because I say it hurts?"

He really stopped and did not even move an inch.

"Shane, are you okay?" She pulled the corners of her mouth.

"What's wrong?"

"You're as obedient as a dog."

A dog?

Whatever,

He didn't care what he was.

It was fine as long as she liked it.

Seeing that he didn't retort, Charlotte recognized the severity of the problem. So, she asked, "What's wrong with you? I haven't been around you for just half a month, and you've already changed so much?" "I miss you," he replied directly. "If dogs can stay by your side, I don't mind being a dog."

"Hey, don't say that. I remember that we're still not a thing." She was slightly surprised.

"You don't want me?"

What kind of words were those?!

Charlotte frantically shook her head.

Shane nodded and let go of her. He stood up and walked to the front of the window. "You've traveled alone for so long without a boyfriend. Aren't you lonely?"

"Of course not. I'm full of strategies every day, and I still have you to support me financially. Why should I feel lonely?" She collapsed onto the spacious bed and said, "You've been very lonely without me, haven't you? So, you hope that I feel lonely too?"

"No."

"Shane, I was planning to go home after I solved this problem."

He was silent.

It was not good news to him for her to go home.

After all, if she continued to stay abroad, he would have to keep giving her money. But, at least she would tell him how she was doing every day. If she went home, it was very likely that she would have to... separate with him.

Seeing that he didn't reply to her, Charlotte continued to speak, "I feel like this mutual silent treatment is quite scary. Sheryl hasn't spent several days with both her mom and dad. I've thought about it. I shouldn't be so selfish. So, I want to go back to her and be a good mother."

"What about me?" Shane turned around. "You've thought about Sheryl. Have you ever thought about me then?"

"It's not that I've never thought about you. It's just that I chose to avoid this question every time. Shane, I always felt that we..."

She didn't continue.

Shane walked over step by step and asked, "We?"

"He's so tall," Charlotte thought.

And he had such a sharp nose.

How could someone be so outrageously handsome?

Charlotte beckoned him over. Her gesture was likened to that of calling a puppy.

Shane pursed his lips, but he still walked over and stopped beside her. Charlotte hooked her arms around his neck and whispered into his ear, "I can't leave you..."

"You were the one who wanted to leave."

"When I left, I realized that I would miss you."

"So, you're coming back?"

"Let's date for a month. If we can really fall in love with each other, we can let our marriage live up to its name. If it doesn't work out, we'll just continue our marriage for the sake of our child."

In fact.

From the very beginning.

She must have done it because of Sheryl.

If it weren't for the child, if it weren't for the fact that she cared so much about the child's biological father, she would probably have been together with Rick, who loved her more. Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

You see, she cared so much about love, but when she said that she would give up on Rick, she really did give up on him.

She clearly believed that Shane did not love her, but she still had to say that it was for the sake of the child.

"So, my only advantage is that I made you pregnant with Sheryl?" Shane lifted her chin and looked at her with an inexplicable expression.

Was it pain? Or was it sadness?

Charlotte couldn't tell. She just felt like it wasn't right.

She reached out to smooth out his brows.

"Do you love me?" she asked.

Women were always fixated on this question. Even if they knew that he was a jerk, they could always forgive him as long as he loved her. Of course, she couldn't let him go easily. Didn't he force her into anxiety just because he wanted to know the answer?