Single Mom's Sweet Husband (Charlotte) novel Chapter 119

Cole couldn't help but shake his head. As expected, the cold president would only melt in front of his wife.

"Alright."

They didn't hear what the person on the other end of the phone said, but they heard Shane's deep laugh.

Raina was so angry that she clawed at her seat on the sofa with both hands, anger evident in her eyes.

"Why was that woman still floating around?" she thought.

When he hung up the phone, the softness on Shane's face completely disappeared. He ordered Cole, who was standing beside him, expressionlessly, "Go pick them up."

"Okay, Mr. Fuller." Cole immediately disappeared from sight.

The expressions of the people in the living room were all different. Raina was so angry that her entire body was trembling.

How could she not know what it meant to bring that woman back to the main residence so openly?

She would not allow such a woman to marry into the Fuller family!

No one could destroy the Fuller family's reputation, much less hurt her son!

On the other hand, Mrs. Fuller Senior was so excited that she couldn't even speak coherently. She asked in a trembling voice, "Shane, did you get married?"

"I just registered. I went to get my marriage certificate."

When Shane thought of the mother- and-daughter pair, the coldness on his face was instantly replaced by gentleness.

"Were you never going to tell me about this if I didn't come back?"

Mrs. Senior Fuller asked, pretending to be angry, but everyone could see that there was no anger on her face at all. Instead, there was a pleased smile on her face.

Shane didn't deny it.

From the time he suddenly decided to get his marriage certificate to now, it seemed that something was slowly changing the original course of his life.

A taxi that was somewhat out of place parked in front of the luxury villa that stretched for hundreds of acres in the suburbs.

"Thank you."

After Charlotte gave a simple thanks to the driver, she was directly dragged in by her little daughter standing by her leg.

"Mrs. Fuller, you're back early."

Ms. Jenny looked at the two of them, one adult and one child, getting out of the car, in confusion.

"We have something to do. Ms. Jenny, you don't have to cook us dinner tonight."

As she watched the two of them rush inside the house quickly, Ms. Jenny could only smile helplessly and continued to sit on the garden stool.

In her room, Charlotte rummaged through her wardrobe but didn't find any suitable clothes.

"I wonder if Mrs. Fuller Sernior would prefer a sophisticated lady or a youthful young woman?" Charlotte pondered.

"Mommy, I've gotten dressed."

A fluffy head suddenly appeared at the door, and then a doll-like child came into sight.

By now, Sheryl had taken off her school uniform and put on a small pair of overalls. Her wavy hair was loose, which set off the exquisite features that hadn't yet fully matured.

"Mommy, why haven't you changed your clothes?"

Sheryl asked in confusion. When she saw the sorrow on her mother's face, she could only walk step by step to the wardrobe. She stood on her tiptoes and shuffled through the different clothes there with her little hands.

Charlotte supported her chin with her hand and couldn't help but complain when she looked at her daughter's well- matched clothes. Who was the real Mommy here?

"Mommy, this one is pretty good."

Sheryl suddenly stopped on a long yellow dress, blinking her big black eyes. Her short legs kicked hard on the side of the wardrobe, as if she was afraid that the dress would fly away.

"This one?"

Charlotte looked at the dress carefully, only to find that it was a slip dress. She had only worn it once since she bought it.