Single Mom's Sweet Husband (Charlotte)

Chapter 89

In the huge office, everyone was staring at the little girl in Shane's arms as they looked at each other speechless.

"Mr. Fuller."

"Let's continue."

Shane put Sheryl on a chair beside him and crossed his legs indifferently.

As the meeting continued, Shane glanced at the little girl, propped on her elbow, unintentionally.

"Mr. Fuller, the contract with the Leynux Company has expired. Do you want to renew it?"

At this time, the manager, who was presenting a slideshow on the podium, dared not even breathe aloud. He stared with his eyes and mouth opened wide as the usually strict president suddenly fixed the clothes of the little girl casually.

This was something that would only happen in their wildest dreams.

"Mr. Fuller?"

As no one replied, the manager called out again to get his attention. Cold sweat continuously broke out on his back.

"Hm."

Shane paused what he was doing and looked towards the manager who spoke.

"Is there anything else to discuss?"

Shane held Sheryl in his arms and glanced at the people around him.

"N...no."

They daren't even say more.

"Then let's call it a day."

After Shane left, the men behind started to gossip relentlessly.

"Do you think the little girl in Mr. Fuller's arms is his illegitimate child? It seems that the girl looks quite similar to him. Look at her facial features..."

"You're right. They do look like each other. Maybe she's Mr. Fuller's illegitimate daughter. Otherwise, why would he dote on her so much? Besides, when was he ever gentle towards someone?"

The high- ranking executives discussed amongst themselves as they were organizing the files. His sight landed on Cole, who was turning off the projector, and asked hurriedly, "Mr. Play, who is that little girl?"

"I'm sorry, this is the president's private matter. He will publicise it himself."

Cole quickly walked out of the conference room.

In the afternoon, Shane had left the company early and arrived at the Royal Restaurant as agreed.

"Shane, is this little girl really tagging along with you?"

Braden took a look at Shane, who was holding her hand, then suddenly squatted down and flashed a charming smile.

"Yes."

Braden stretched out his hand to grab hold of her but caught air instead. He pursed his lips awkwardly as he stood up unhappily. "I'm not even going to do anything to her. Do you have to be so wary?"

"But such a cute little girl really makes me want to squeeze her to death."

Braden suddenly threw himself towards her but stopped in his tracks when he noticed Shane's intense gaze on him.

"Hmph, I'm not even interested in hugging her."

Braden arrogantly walked over towards the room and sat down beside Christopher who was playing games on his phone. Braden couldn't help but grumbled, "I thought this fellow is going to be a bachelor for life. Who knows in a blink of an eye, he even has a daughter now. Although..."

"Aren't you thirsty?"

Christopher put down his phone and handed a glass full of juice to the man beside him, who was talking non-stop.

"I am a little thirsty."

Braden picked up the cup compliantly, and his eyes caught a glimpse of the duo who had already taken their seats.

"Mr. Rude, Mr. Gentleman just doesn't want to listen to you."

Sheryl suddenly kicked her small legs and covered her mouth with her hand with a smile on her face.

"How dare you!"

Braden withdrew his hand slowly. The corners of his mouth twitched as he pretended to be calm and asked, "Sheryl, why am I Mr. Rude but he is Mr. Gentleman?"

He was always confident in his own appearance!

"Because you're impolite. Daddy, am I right?"

The little girl suddenly raised her delicate face to look at Shane, who was sitting aside quietly.

Shane smiled. How could he not see through her antics?

However, he just liked to dote on her.

"That's right."

Shane said slowly, completely ignoring the look of disbelief on Braden's face.

"Uh... Shane, are you really married to that country, ahem, beautiful girl, Charlotte?"

He was immediately skeptical of the news when he heard it from Christopher. He was looking for a chance to ask Shane face to face.

"My mommy is not ugly. Mommy is the most beautiful person in the world."

Sheryl, who was indulged in desserts, suddenly raised her head and spoke in an incoherent manner. She was so adorable, one would feel the urge to pinch her cheeks.

"Don't listen to him."

Shane's sudden remark almost made Braden cry out in grief.

"Yes, Mr. Bad."

Sheryl did not forget to give Braden a glare even with a delicious bun in her hand.

"I'm the one paying for your dinner."

Braden retorted as he looked at Shane, who was acting nonchalant. Suddenly, he looked threatened her, "If I sold you to the restaurant owner for the meal, nobody is going to save you. Let's see if you'll cry then!"

Sheryl looked at him as if he was an idiot. "Mister, my daddy is here. He won't leave me."

"How can you be so sure?"

Braden's words immediately attracted Shane's attention. He was also interested in her answer but he concealed it.

"Because mommy said I can always count on daddy."

At this moment, Charlotte stood by the freezing cold cemetery and sneezed.

"Mom, I'm finally here. Sorry. It's been five years and I haven't had the chance to come back."

Charlotte tried to hold back her tears as she looked at the picture of the woman with a kind smile on the grave. It seemed she was no longer as pale and sickly as she was when ill.

Charlotte slowly placed the carnations in her hands onto her grave. Her knees went weak as she knelt to the ground.

"Mom, I'm married. That's one of the reasons I'm here today. The little girl you treasured so much is already a mother. You don't have to worry about me anymore."

She grazed her fingers across the picture of her mother and continued, "I will bring them to visit you when I have the chance."

Charlotte didn't speak about the marriage contract.

A long-suppressed cry broke the silence in the cemetery... © NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

After a long time, only did Charlotte slowly move her numb legs. There were no more tears in her eyes as she regained her composure.

The Emerson family.

Charlotte had just parked her car when she saw the few people waiting for her in the living room. Hatred flashed across her eyes as she twirled the car key on her finger.

"Lottie..."

"What's the matter?"

Charlotte stopped in her tracks. She was suddenly curious to know what more damage this person can do to her.

"Big sis..."

Charlotte glanced at the little boy who suddenly appeared and her heart softened.

"Sis, mother gave that car to me so can you return it to me?"

Charlotte glanced coldly towards Elaine who was taking pleasure in her misfortune. She withdrew her gaze, then nodded at the child beside her with a blank face. "Did your mom tell you to take it from me?"

"Yes."

The boy nodded but was immediately pulled back by Elaine. She looked at Charlotte cautiously as if she was avoiding a plague.