Single Mom's Sweet Husband (Charlotte)

Chapter 82

Shane received the phone call from Christopher as he got off the plane. He cursed silently in his heart and all his luggage with Cole while he drove to the hospital immediately.

Charlotte was rushed to the hospital by Christopher. The wounds on her body were quickly treated.

The doctor looked at Christopher's worried face and reassured, "Don't worry. Although she had suffered many wounds, it's not deep nor life-threatening. She just fainted from the pain."

"Thank you." Christopher nodded at his words. "Please give her the best medicine. Make sure her wounds don't leave any scars."

"No problem, don't worry." The doctor snapped her medical records shut, then left the room with the nurse.

Christopher stood quietly at the edge of the bed. After a long period of time, he finally bent over and carefully looked at the whip marks on Lottie's right arm.

He paused for a moment, then gently brushed his fingers across the marks.

He withdrew his hand instantly and his eyes were glossy. "Lottie, I'm sorry. I didn't expect..." Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

When the doctor left, he didn't close the door completely leaving a gap.

When Shane arrived, he saw everything through the crack of the door.

His heart sank. He immediately felt a chill run down his spine as he pushed open the door and walked in.

Christopher looked back at him with a gentle smile on his face. "You're here?"

Shane's sight landed on the woman lying on the bed. His eyes were dark as he said, "There's something I need to tell you."

"Go ahead."

"I don't care what you think of her or what type of relationship you both had before. But now..."

Shane's tone was ice cold. "She belongs to me. We're already married. So, stay away from her in the future."

Christopher was surprised but he concealed his shock. He straightened out his clothes and slowly answered, "I think you misunderstood us. There's nothing between me and Charlotte. But she got hurt at my territory, so I need to take responsibility."

"What about you? When did you marry her? Why did you keep it from us? You're quite mean, aren't you?"

"Just a few days ago, I was about to tell you when I got back."

Christopher nodded. "Sure. Congratulations. Good, congratulations. Let's have dinner with Braden soon. You have to tell him about this. I'll be leaving now. Take care of her."

Shane nodded in agreement. He looked at Christopher as he left and narrowed his eyes.

Although Christopher looked calm, he even gave them his blessing, Shane felt something wasn't quite right.

He trusted his intuition.

Now Christopher found out he and Charlotte were married yet he had no response at all.

Did he really not care or was his endurance that strong?

Shane lowered his head and gazed at Charlotte as she slept.

Her already frail body now seemed even more fragile as she laid on the hospital bed. Her eyes were shut tight and her forehead was furrowed. It seemed that she had no peace even in her sleep.

He brushed her thick bangs aside. Her bulky glasses had been removed which revealed her delicate face under the luminescent light.

The wound on her chin caught his attention. He stretched out his hand and gently touched it.

Even though her injuries had already been treated, the red marks that remained looked vicious and horrendous. "I've only been away for three days but you've already suffered so much."

Shane gently stroked her wounds with one hand while he took out his phone with another to make a call.

His call was quickly answered. "President, what's the matter?"

"Find out who attacked Charlotte."

Once the phone rang, Shane swiftly answered it. He breathed a sigh of relief when he was sure Charlotte was not awoken by the noise. Then he quietly left the room. "Go ahead."

"President, it appears someone kidnapped Miss Charlotte and sold her off to the nightclub under Mr. Gibson's name." Cole quickly reported his findings.

"Where is the person?"

"I've already caught him." Cole trembled as he spoke. He could feel tension between the lines so he kept his words concise.

"I'll be right there." Shane hung up the phone. He stared at the closed ward door and called Anne.

In the dark basement, two crooked- looking men were tied against a chair. Blood was trickling down their foreheads.

Shane stood with his hands clasped behind his back. He looked them straight in the eyes. "Tell me, why did you kidnap that woman last night?"

The two men were Joe and Duncan. They were usually arrogant people but they trembled under Shane's antagonising glare. Both were at a loss for words.

"You know the consequences of staying silent."

In order to intimidate them further, a tall burly man in a black suit stood behind them and cracked his neck.

Duncan shrunk in fear. "I'll talk, I'll talk! It wasn't us who wanted to kidnap her. It was Yuliana who instructed us to do it!" He confessed.