Single Mom's Sweet Husband (Charlotte)

Chapter 26

'Private matters?' Charlotte wondered.

Charlotte stared at Shane, puzzled. "Mr. Fuller, what private matters could there be between us?"

They had only crossed paths as many times as one could count on their fingers, and it wasn’t like they spoke much during those occasions. How could there possibly be private matters between the two?

"It seems you don't plan to thank me for helping you at the Emersons' banquet. Perhaps Ms. Emerson isn't quite as educated as I'd hoped."

"You..." Charlotte stumbled backward in astonishment from Shane’ s effortless disclosure of her identity. However, he grasped her wrist firmly.

Shane narrowed his eyes at her. Still latched onto her wrist, he marched out of the building and stopped in front of his car. In one swift movement, he pulled the door open and stuffed her in.

Then, he walked around the front of the car and climbed into the driver' s seat, immediately starting the engine.

The duo was all alone in that narrow space. Charlotte felt her breathing grow heavy and she couldn't help but clutch her seatbelt tightly.

She had no idea what Shane was going to do next.

"Where do you live?"

"Flowerbed Residence."

Under Shane's presence, the atmosphere seemed to weigh down on her. She chastised herself in her heart. How could she be afraid of Shane Fuller?

Shane sped his way to their destination. Before Charlotte could come to her senses, they had arrived at the entrance of her neighbourhood.

"We're here. Get off."

He really did send her home.

Taking a while to process what happened, she alighted the car. This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.

Shane reached toward the back seat for her bag, fumbling with both hands to grab it. Once he got out, he leaned his back against the car with his long legs crossed. It looked as if he was not in a hurry to leave.

"Miss Charlotte, you were a well- renowned designer abroad. What brings you to my humble organization over the Emerson Corporation?" Calmly, he raised his eyebrows slightly at her.

"Mr. Fuller, it seems you' ve done your research on me. Wouldn't you know that I've been chased out of the Emerson Corporation a long time ago?" Charlotte continued, "Anyway, NC was a good choice too."

Shane smiled faintly, watching her keep her cool. She wasn't as serious as she usually was, but this was making it hard to read between her lines.

"I'm not concerned about your return or what you're planning to do next. There's only one thing I want to ask." Shane’s eyes suddenly turned cold.

"What is it?"

"Who's the father to your daughter?"

Immediately after the banquet, he had hired a private investigator to look into Charlotte. He was able to gather information about her since her birth, but they were unable to uncover anything about the father of her daughter, Sheryl.

A voice at the back of his mind vaguely remarked that things were probably not as simple as they seemed.

"He passed," Charlotte replied half-heartedly.

Shane could see through Charlotte' s indifferent manner. It was obvious that she was lying.

Shane Fuller was not going to take this for an answer. There was nothing that could be hidden from him.

Charlotte looked at Shane, perplexed. Why would he be so interested in this matter?

However, she had something to ask too.

"Mr. Fuller, why did you help me at the banquet that day? Was it simply because I am your employee?"

'It doesn't seem worthwhile to offend a fiancee for an insignificant employee,' she reckoned.

In the darkness, Charlotte’s eyes sparkled like brilliant stars that adorned the night sky.

Shane lost himself within the pair of enigmatic eyes. His heart throbbed, a feeling unbeknown to him.

His charming voice was irresistibly magnetic in the middle of the night. Lightheartedly, he asked, "So, how would you like to repay me?"