Single Mom's Sweet Husband (Charlotte)

Chapter 87

There was a disapproval look on Shane's face as he gazed towards Charlotte.

Charlotte couldn't help but protest in her mind, 'I can't leave Sheryl with you, can I?'

"Leave her with me."

"What?"

Charlotte unintentionally glanced at Sheryl to see her filled with excitement. Her mouth twitched twice as she thought, 'I've raised this daughter in vain...'

"Mommy, I won't abandon you. You will always be my beautiful mommy."

Sheryl, who had always known how to read the room, suddenly smiled and kissed Charlotte. She gently wrapped her arms around her neck and muttered, "Mommy, Sheryl will definitely disturb Aunt Jane now that she has a boyfriend. It's better to stay with daddy."

Charlotte felt her explanation was quite reasonable. She had no choice but to politely say, "Thank you... Shane."

She was forced to blurt out those two words but she missed the trace of tenderness that flashed through the eyes of the man before her.

On the next morning, Charlotte's eyebrows knitted tightly together as she stared at the uninvited guests.

"What are you doing here?"

"What did you say?" Timothy pointed angrily at Charlotte, but suddenly two trained bodyguards blocked his way. He was so furious, he wanted to walk past the bodyguards to Charlotte.

"Mr. Fuller has instructed that no one is allowed to go near."

The two bodyguards reached out their arms to stop Timothy, paying no attention to the dark look on his face.

"Lottie, Timothy is still your father. How could you bring Shane into our family matters? Aren't you completely disregarding your relationship with your father?" Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

Elaine suddenly acted pitifully and wronged. She tugged at Timothy with one hand but anyone could tell she hardly used any strength.

Charlotte watched the scene in front of her with disgust as she casually swiped her phone.

"Are you coming home today? I have already found a buyer. Don't blame me if anything happens. Being married to Shane doesn't mean you can do anything you want."

Timothy snorted angrily as he dusted off his sleeves and left.

"Timothy..."

As their voice drifted further away, Charlotte raised her head and forced back the tears that were welling up in her eyes.

Her phone started to vibrate. She rubbed her slightly sore eyes before picking it up.

"Mommy -"

"Baby?"

Charlotte's eyes lit up and quickly looked at the caller ID. She was confused when she saw an unfamiliar number.

"Mommy, daddy bought me a new phone. Now I can call you every day and you can see me all the time."

Sheryl leaned her small face against the leather back seat and bragged with a smile on her face.

Charlotte nodded her head dotingly. She felt somewhat reluctant to part with her.

"Daddy wants to talk to you."

Charlotte hadn't even had the time to respond before she heard a low voice.

"You really don't need me to send you there?"

"It's fine, I don't want to rely on you for everything. I can handle this," Charlotte answered firmly.

Shane reached out his hand to ruffle Sheryl's hair then continued, "The Emerson's went to see you."

Charlotte paused for a brief moment and her mouth curled into a bitter smile.

As expected, nothing could be hidden from him.

"Okay, I'll go back to the Emerson family after I leave the hospital today. I'll leave Sheryl to you."

Charlotte bit her lip. She still felt a little reluctant to part with her.

Cole caught a glimpse of the president from the rearview mirror. His heart skipped a beat when he saw the expression on his face.

It turned out that the president wasn't as stone cold as he thought. He just hadn't met the right person.

It seemed that he had better butter up the president's wife in the future...

"Stop the car in the basement."

"Oh? OK, Mr. Fuller."

His sudden command made Cole lose his train of thoughts. He obediently parked the car into the president's private basement garage. It was an empty and large garage.

"Daddy—"

Cole almost tripped as he got out of the car. He stared at the little girl in the president's arms with disbelief.

'Did the president really have a daughter a few years ago?

No wonder the president never liked that woman, Yuliana. His current wife was so much better in comparison to her,' Cole thought.

"Call Mr. Gibson here."

Shane suddenly stopped and said in a businesslike tone.

"Mr... Mr. Fuller, Mr. Gibson has been waiting for you at the office door."

Cole couldn't help but wipe away the cold sweat on his forehead as he pointed towards the front weakly.

Christopher was shocked when he saw the man walking over with a child in his arms, but he didn't show it.

"Shane."

"I was just looking for you." Shane walked into the office with Sheryl, who was sleeping soundly in his arms. He then gently laid her down on the sofa.

"She's Lottie's daughter, isn't she?"

Christopher gently crouched down in front of Sheryl. He couldn't help but pinched her chubby little cheeks.

Shane took off his suit and watched them with an intense look on his face. Suddenly, he walked over and moved Sheryl onto the office's only chair.

Christopher smiled helplessly at Shane's overprotectiveness.

"Yes, since Charlotte's my wife, Sheryl is now my daughter."

Shane's body exuded a cold aura, his sharp eyes were tightly fixed on the person in front of him. He did not want to miss a single sign.

Unfortunately, he didn't notice anything.

"She's very cute."

After a short pause, there was still a smile plastered on his face.

Although Sheryl wasn't aware of the secret rivalry between the two people, she felt there was a trace of hostility between them.

"Daddy, Mr. Gentleman, do you want to talk about something important? Sheryl can go out."

Sheryl tilted her head. She looked so adorable, nobody could resist her charms.

Her words instantly broke the ice.

Shane put down his pride and walked over dotingly. "You don't need to leave."

"But Sheryl wants to eat pudding."

"Come in."

Shane picked up his phone and spat out two words coldly.

A few seconds later, the office's door opened. Cole peeked in meekly and stopped before the president.

"Buy a..."

Before Shane could finish his words, he heard a very tender voice.

"Daddy, I want to buy it myself."

"Go on."

Shane couldn't refuse her adorable face so he ordered Cole who was trembling on the side.

"Okay, President."

After the situation in the office calmed down, Christopher casually put his hands into his pocket and said to Shane with a smile, Charlotte hadn't been to work in a few days." "She would no longer be working at the company." Shane noticed Christopher was flabbergasted by the news. "She's returned to the Emerson family, if all goes well, she will work at the Emerson Corporation," he continued.

"Okay."

Christopher nodded nonchalantly and cleared up his thoughts.

"Do you have anything else to say?"

"Do you have anyone in mind to fill the design manager's vacancy?"

Christopher took a step forward and sat on the brand-new leather sofa. His face softened and said, "Why don't we let Braden replace her. He's quite familiar with the design department."

"It's up to you."

Shane sat back on his chair and crossed his legs. Then, he tapped rhythmically on the table with his long fingers.