Single Mom's Sweet Husband (Charlotte)

Chapter 91

Shane frowned uncomfortably when he saw the woman laying on the bed.

"I saw her on the road. At that time, she was already drenched. I don' t know what happened."

Christopher explained calmly.

"I get it."

Shane slowly lifted Charlotte's chin and said in an unusually gentle tone, "Lottie.”

"Sheryl, stop it."

Charlotte tried to remove the hand on her face.

Shane's mouth twitched a few times. He slowly picked her up from the bed. Her body was still burning from the fever. He glanced at Christopher in confusion.

"She has a fever. I've already contacted Henry to your place."

"Okay."

As he walked towards the door, Shane suddenly stopped and said calmly, "Christopher, Charlotte and I are now legally married. No matter what happens between us, I hope there will be no unnecessary trouble in this period of time."

There was not a trace of emotion in his voice.

Christopher stood quietly before the curtained window. The corners of his mouth quirked up as he stared at the man in the pouring rain.

"Sit tight."

Shane frowned. As soon as he reached his hand across to fasten Charlotte's seatbelt, he was quickly pulled closer by her.

Charlotte was yearning to be close to a heat source as she was cold.

"Charlotte..."

Suddenly, she leaned her delicate face against his chest. Shane lowered his head and swallowed hard as his gaze landed on her smooth, pale skin.

After ten minutes, he finally removed her hands from his chest.

At this time, Ms. Jenny looked at Sheryl lovingly. She hadn't moved an inch from before.

"Miss Sheryl, these fruits are freshly prepared. Eat up, it's good for you."

I don't want to."

She shook her head without even lifting her head.

"Miss Sheryl, Mr. Fuller will be back soon. Don't worry, he won't abandon you."

Ms. Jenny tried to persuade her. Sheryl immediately turned to look at her. She couldn't help but sigh as she thought, 'It's easy to guess what a child is thinking.'

"Does daddy always come home late?"

Her little face was filled with worry.

"Um... Young Master?"

Ms. Jenny suddenly turned towards the door and saw Shane walking in with a woman in his arms. As she was about to reach out to carry Sheryl, she heard her call out excitedly.

"Mommy!"

"Young master, Little Miss has been waiting for you."

Ms. Jenny looked at her tenderly. She especially adored her.

"Is Henry here?"

Shane's voice echoed throughout the living room. Henry, who was just outside the door, almost slipped.

"He's almost here!"

Henry wiped away the sweat on his forehead helplessly. He couldn't help but complain, "You and Christopher won't even let me rest on such a rainy day. One phone call from you and I have to rush here. You didn't even tell me what happened."

Shane glanced at him coldly, he gave off an unusual vibe which made him very distant. His voice was cold but there was a hint of urgency.

"Come with me. She has a fever."

"Who?"

Henry could briefly see a woman in Shane's arms but he can't see her appearance clearly.

"Is it appropriate for you to hold another woman in front of the child?"

Henry couldn't help but protest while he prepared.

"Treat her."

Shane glared at him coldly. He leaned against one side to let Sheryl, who had been waiting anxiously on her toes, through.

"Daddy, how is my mommy?"

Her words almost caused Henry to drop his stethoscope. He asked her tentatively, "Dear, who are you calling daddy? Your daddy isn't here." 'He is my father." Sheryl wrapped her hands around Shane's neck and looked over at Henry deliberately.

A few minutes later, Henry put away the first aid kit and glanced at the woman lying on the bed.

To tell the truth, he had only seen Charlotte for no more than three times but still he could easily remember her.

"It's not a big deal. She just has a cold and fever. You need to take good care of her." Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

"She doesn't have to take any medicine?"

Shane put his hands in his pocket with disbelief.

"Are you questioning my medical skills? Don't you know every medicine has its side effects? It's best if she can recover naturally. If her fever still does not go down, she can have the fever medicine."

Henry shook his head helplessly. A gleam of light flashed across his eyes.

It seemed that Shane, who was always repelled by women, was beginning to fall...

"Come with me."

They walked to the door and the tenderness on Shane's face disappeared. "What do you have to say outside?" He asked impatiently.

"I heard that you brought a child to one of your meetings today. This is big news. Aren't you afraid that it will be exposed to the media? Do you think that woman would be able to handle it?"

Henry had a puzzling smile on his face as he patted Shane on the shoulder.

"They don't have the guts."

"Have you really married Charlotte?"

Henry suddenly put away the playful expression on his face and asked seriously.

"Yes."

Shane nodded. His heart softened as he looked through the door at Sheryl who was trying to put a warm cloth on his forehead.

"Shane, why did you marry her?" Henry paused for a moment as he noticed the change in Shane's expression. "Don't tell me you were just looking for the perfect wife that won't get in your way?"

Shane suddenly looked away. He couldn't understand this man.

"Shane, don't you feel that you're treating her differently?"

Henry slowly picked up his first aid kit when he saw his friend lost in thought. "Not bad though. You've got yourself a four-year-old daughter for free. But are you sure she isn't yours? She looks exactly like you." S

"No, I'm sure."

Shane shook his head in dismay. He had also hoped so but the result proved him wrong.

"You're not going to send me off?"

"I don't have the time."

Shane turned away without looking back and headed straight to the master bedroom. As he stood there, he didn't want to break the peaceful atmosphere.

"Daddy, when will mommy wake up?"

"She'll wake up tomorrow." Shane realised that it was rare for him to explain patiently.

Shane laid down on the other side of the bed. Then, he placed Sheryl in between him and Charlotte.

"Daddy, can Sheryl sleep with daddy and mommy?"

She looked over delightedly. Her small face was filled with all the excitement in the world.

The next morning, Charlotte was the first to wake up. Her eyes instantly widened with disbelief as she looked around.

"Sheryl?"

"Mommy, you finally woke up."

Charlotte could only see Sheryl approach her. She stroked her hair lovingly and slowly realized she was at an unfamiliar place.

"Where are we?"

"Mommy, this is daddy's room. You had a fever last night and daddy took care of you all night."

She pouted her mouth as she patted the spot beside her and said, "Daddy slept here last night."

"What?"

Charlotte was completely overwhelmed with confusion...

"We're husband and wife."

Shane, who had been standing at the door for some time, suddenly spoke up.

"Mr. Fu...Shane, we're just legally married. You didn't mention about us sleeping together."

Charlotte immediately protested.