Single Mom's Sweet Husband (Charlotte)

Chapter 141

Charlotte was stunned for a few seconds before she pressed the answer button. "Hello?"

"Wait for me to return. We need to talk." The male voice on the end of the line was cold and unruffled.

"Okay," she responded jerkily.

She really wanted to ask about him and Tiffany, but she was afraid that, like before, she would touch his sore spot, so she didn't.

Shane changed his posture, picked up a necklace with his long fingers, and said, "I heard that you like the color purple?"

"Are you bringing me a gift?" She was pleasantly surprised.

"You don't like purple?"

"I like it." She just didn't expect that he would buy her a gift.

"Well, I'm looking forward to coming back."

The sour feeling in Charlotte's heart dissipated quite a bit in an instant. She laid against the windowsill and looked at the stars in the sky. "Is it morning over there?"

Shane replied calmly, "Yes. Around six o'clock."

"You're up so early."

"There is another meeting. I'll be back in the country the day after tomorrow at the latest. We will see each other at Braden and Anne's engagement party."

"Alright."

They ended the call.

Charlotte suddenly felt that her relationship with Shane had deepened and was no longer as distant as before.

He said it was worth looking forward to, so she was looking forward to his return.

On the day of Anne's engagement party to Braden.

Charlotte, Zoe and Christopher arrived at the church together by car. All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

Since they had to arrive on their own anyway, it was more fun to go together.

Along the way, Charlotte was very excited. She looked forward to seeing Shane and having a good chat with him. After all, it had been a long time since they last saw each other.

A week? A week and a half?

She had never wanted to see someone as urgently as she did now.

The event was a buffet, but there were seats too. If you were tired, you could sit down and rest.

Charlotte didn't have anyone to greet, so she was separated from Zoe and Christopher. She sat down in the corner alone.

As she ate, she suddenly heard a commotion.

She raised her head subconsciously—

Shane walked in slowly, dressed in a black suit. As he walked unhurriedly, his tall and strong figure, as well as his handsome appearance, became the focus of everyone's discussion.

Charlotte stared blankly at him. She subconsciously wanted to get up and meet him.

And yet.

A woman in a pink dress came to his side. She took his arm naturally, and gave him a sweet smile.

From a distance away, Charlotte couldn't see Shane's expression clearly, but he didn't push the woman away.

That woman...

It was Tiffany Allen.

Charlotte felt as if she had been hit by someone. She was so overwhelmed that she couldn't even keep her legs steady.

She turned around hurriedly and hid in a corner.

Braden, who walked up to meet Shane, was immediately stunned. Earlier, he had even promised Charlotte that Shane would definitely not come with anyone else. But, in the blink of an eye, he had brought Tiffany to Braden's engagement party?

"Shane, why don't you introduce us?" Braden coughed.

"Tiffany Allen," Shane spat coldly and pulled his arm away. "Where is Charlotte?"

It was not until then that Braden realized that his friend Shane had not abandoned Ms. Emerson. He was only symbolically entering the venue with a female companion.

Braden let out a sigh of relief. "It's good that you still think of Charlotte."

Shane frowned, and his gaze turned frigid. The atmosphere around him suddenly became colder.

Although Tiffany did not speak, the fingers hanging at her side were tightly clenched. She knew through her sources that Shane was married to some woman, and that person was Charlotte Emerson.

She had never expected that another woman would beat her to the punch while she was filming abroad.

She would not allow anyone to steal Shane from her.

"I don't know where Charlotte is. Why don't you look for her? I think she's with Zoe and Christopher," Braden said.

"Okay."

Just like that, Shane left Tiffany alone.

Braden wanted to take Tiffany to the lounge to be nice, but when he turned around, she was already gone.

It was so strange.

In her corner.

Charlotte looked at the exquisite dessert on the plate before her without any appetite. Her mind was filled with the image of Tiffany holding onto Shane.

"What's wrong? Why are you sitting here alone and not even eating? Don't you like the food?"

The soft male voice was as gentle as a spring breeze brushing her face.

Charlotte lifted her gaze. Her eyes were filled with tears, and some rolled down from the corners of her eyes.

Christopher's body shook violently. The clear and bright eyes in front of him, which were like ones of a newborn deer, made his heart beat out of control in an instant.

He bent down, took out a black handkerchief from his pocket, and gently wiped her tears. "Why are you crying?"

Charlotte shook her head, but her tears fell even more violently.

It was obvious that Shane was definitely one of the reasons that she was sad.

Christopher wiped her tears as he said, "A colleague at NC Company who lost his voice, but we asked him to participate in a joint singing competition to meet the member restriction. But he was particularly proactive. He got his voice back the day before the game. Guess what happened?"

Tears were still welling in Charlotte's eyes as she looked at him and shook her head.

"We lost the competition."

"What kind of joke is this?" Charlotte thought.

Charlotte was stunned for a few seconds before she let out a huff and burst out laughing.

Christopher gently stroked her hair. "No matter what happens, happiness is the most important thing. Don't cry."

"Yes." She nodded her head vigorously.

"Let's go. I'll take you to have a look around."

"Are you familiar with this place?" Charlotte stood up with him.

"I picked this place for Braden."

So it was like that.

Charlotte left with Christopher. She did not see the man standing at the exit.

He held the gift box in his hand. His gaze fell on Charlotte's hand, which seemed to almost touch Christopher's.

Shane pressed his lips together, his brows tightly knitted together.

These two people...

The hand holding the gift box tightened.

It seemed that some people were living a comfortable life, and it didn't matter whether they received his gift or not.

The engagement party ended.

Braden suggested to have another round of drinks at his house.

Charlotte had originally wanted to leave, but she couldn't reject the offer.

It would be fine if it was only Braden's engagement party. She would have had every reason not to attend. However, this was also Anne's big day.

She had to give face to her best friend.

Charlotte and Zoe took Anne's car and went to Braden's house.

"I've asked Braden. Shane and Tiffany aren't together. Don't take it to heart," said Anne, who was sitting in the driver's seat.

Charlotte didn't speak, but smiled. "I don't have any right to take it to heart."

"Lottie, you should talk it out. Don't get angry. If you really want to quarrel, you have to wait for five hours before you can."

Did she have to wait until the day of Anne's engagement party was over before she made a fuss?

Charlotte couldn't help laughing and didn't respond to Anne's words.

Anne glanced at her from the rearview mirror. She had to wait for five hours. After that, the answer would be revealed.

Soon, the car stopped at the gate at Braden's place.

After Anne parked the car, she brought Charlotte and Zoe with her and met up with Braden and Christopher.

While everyone was chatting, Shane's car arrived.

Tiffany was the first to open the car door. She was a little surprised when she saw so many people, "Are you all friends of Shane?"

The purple crystal necklace around her neck was particularly dazzling.

"I heard that you like the color purple?" Charlotte remembered.

Charlotte's eyes darkened, and she felt a pain in her heart, as if someone had forced her to drink poison.

When he asked her whether she liked purple or not, hadn't he wanted to give her a present? Or had he wanted to give someone else a present?

But if he was going to give Tiffany a gift, why did he need to ask Charlotte whether she liked purple or not?

Christopher saw that Charlotte's mood had turned somber. Without batting an eye, he walked to her side and lightly pressed his palm against her back. "Straighten your back and keep your head held high."

"It's fine." Charlotte smiled as she took away his hand. "I'm not that weak."

"You are."

Christopher's blunt words broke through Charlotte's strength.

She lowered her eyelashes and said, "Shane asked me before if I liked purple."

Christopher had also noticed the necklace around Tiffany's neck.

He narrowed his eyes. "The color purple does have quite the charm, but it doesn't suit Tiffany. It would suit you better."

"Is that so?" She replied absent-mindedly.

"However, this style is inappropriate. I do have one that is more suitable for you. Would you like it?"

Charlotte knew that Christopher was comforting her. She shook her head and said, "You don't have to comfort me. I'm fine, really."