Single Mom's Sweet Husband (Charlotte)

Chapter 187

As Charlotte was finishing her cake, she didn't notice someone was approaching her from a distance.

"Mr. Fuller, I haven't seen you for a long time. You still look as handsome as ever. No one can take their eyes off you."

This voice...

Charlotte stopped eating her cake and looked at her.

It was Elaine.

Shane didn't even glance at her. He looked at her arm which was around Christopher, and asked, "Is this your new toy?"

"Mr. Fuller, you're kidding." Christopher gently pushed Elaine away and said, "I'm now the biggest stockholder of the Emerson Corporation, it's my duty to support Miss Yuliana. Besides, with my presence, the relationship between the Emerson Corporation and the NC Company had improved a lot. Isn't that good?"

"Sure," Shane replied coldly.

This was one of his biggest traits. He was able to kill the conversation with one word.

As Charlotte ate the cake, the fork fell to the ground by accident.

In an instant.

Elaine and Christopher turned to look at her.

Elaine saw the cream on the corner of her mouth and mocked disdainfully, "It's been so many years yet you're still like a child. Don't you know what kind of occasion it is? Aren't you ashamed to be eating such a thing beside Mr. Fuller?"

"Well, if I don't act like a child, you can't live up to the title as my stepmother. Mr. Fuller was right, we should care for our reputation." She put down the cake and wiped her mouth with a napkin.

She wasn't wearing any makeup.

The color of her lips was naturally bright red.

Elaine, who was wearing a thick layer of makeup, clenched her fists. Her feelings of envy and bitterness throughout the years resurfaced at that moment.

However, she put on a smile on her face. "Everyone's pursuit in life is different," she said in an extremely gentle tone. "At least, I'm winning now."

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Shane wrapped his slender fingers around Charlotte's waist and pulled her to his side.

Charlotte leaned into his embrace and smiled coquettishly, "That's true. Your pursuit was my father's. My pursuit is Mr. Fuller's."

"You!" Elaine's face turned pale with anger. She clenched her fists and glared at Charlotte.

Christopher kept a faint smile on his face. He did not want to get involved between the three of them.

Charlotte brushed her hair over her shoulders and gave Elaine a wink. "Sorry, Miss Yuliana, Mr. Fuller and I have other affairs to attend to. Excuse us for now."

As they left, Elaine bit her lips and stamped her foot hard.

"Are you angry?" Christopher whispered into her ear.

"Mr. Gibson, you said before that as long as I worked with you, no one could come against you!"

That was just what he said to win her support before. He didn't expect she would be naive and stupid enough to believe him.

A hint of disgust appeared flashed through Christopher's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by tenderness. "I'll keep my word. But you'll have to be patient. We've planned this out for so long, you don't want all our efforts to go to waste, don't you?"

His voice was so soft and gentle.

Elaine was instantly entranced. She leaned to his side and said coquettishly, "Of course I trust you. But look at Charlotte, she's such a b*tch."

B*tch.

Christopher's eyes turned cold.

"Yes, she's a b*tch." His voice went down a few tones but Elaine did not realise that.

"I have a way to teach her a lesson," Elaine said arrogantly.

Christopher pursed his lips, not saying a word.

In the past, he used to think Elaine was still somewhat smart.

However...

After he met Charlotte, he realised he made a huge mistake. He had worked with the wrong person.

If he had met her earlier and took control of the Emerson Corporation, if Charlotte hadn't been pregnant that year, they would've been a formidable combination. Then...

Christopher's hands were clasped behind his back and his fingers tightened.

Perhaps, his chances of success would be higher.

In a corner,

Charlotte let go of Shane and let out a sigh of relief. "Thank you..."

"That was nothing compared to what you did for me."

"Avery's incident was really an accident."

"What about the recording pen?" Shane asked in a low voice as he reached out to pin her between him and the wall.

That, that was because she was too worried about him...

As she thought about it, Charlotte lowered her head in embarrassment.

Shane suddenly placed her lips on hers.

She was mesmerised by his breath on her, she forgot to resist him. After some time, she finally brought herself back to reality and pushed him away.

Shane's eyes turned cold. He grabbed her finger, pressed her against the wall, and kissed her a few more times.

"I heard that the series of diamond rings this time is called true love. There is a very sad story behind the name."

"Yes, yes, I've also heard about it. It seems they had an author write a story."

"That author must've made a lot of money by now."

"That's for sure. A few hundred words cost tens of thousands of dollars. The story is just as cliche as others."

As Charlotte heard the surrounding voices, her heart was about to jump out of her throat.

If anyone saw her and Shane kissing here...

If someone took a photo...

She dared not imagine how shocked and hurt Rick would feel.

She tried her best to break away from him. She raised her hand to slap him on the cheek but her hand froze inches away from his face.

Charlotte looked at him and slowly put down her hand. In the end, she clenched her fists and held them by her side powerlessly.

"You win..." She said in a bitter voice, "I admit that I care about you a lot. But, you are marrying someone else. It's pointless for us to go back and forth like this."

"Pointless? That's not for you to say."

"What do you want me to do? You want me to be your mistress? Your partner with benefits?" She asked with a wry smile. "Shane, you can ignore the feelings of your future wife, but I can't ignore Rick's feelings."

Rick Jane.

Shane looked up and fixed his eyes on her, "You're rejecting me because of him?"

"Shouldn't I?"

"Are you so sure that he will abstain for you?"

Charlotte was stunned.

Shane tightened his grip on her waist and said, "Are you sure that at this moment, he's not in this same position with some other women?"

She wanted to run, but she had no way to escape?

"Charlotte, think about it, what makes him willing to sacrifice his time to wait for you to come around?"

"I..." Tears welled up in her eyes with each question.

"What? Did I say something wrong?"

He was right.

There was absolutely no fault in his words.

What was she, Charlotte, worthy of that made Rick like her so much that he couldn't live without her?

"You're not wrong, but even if Rick was just using me, why do you need me to accept you?"

"You were mine in the first place."

"This joke is not funny."

He kissed her again and again.

He was like an animal who had to satisfy his needs.

If she said anything that touched his nerve, he would act like a beast and touched her all around.

Charlotte felt her body gradually become hot and weak.

Could it be that he wanted to...

She was terrified.

"Shane, stop, at least not here." She was so startled she quickly grabbed his hand.

But when had he ever listened to her?

The sound of people coming and going surrounded them but she could only breathe in his scent.

Charlotte's eyes were tightly shut. Her patience had already reached its limit.

Her legs and back were all sweaty.

"Please, I'm begging you..."

She begged in a low voice.

She should not have meddled in his affairs. She wouldn't dare to do it again. She would avoid Braden when she saw him in the future.

He pressed his hands against her skin and asked, "Beg me for what?"

"Will you let me go?" She burst into tears. "Stop it. It's my fault. I'll admit to anything you say. There are so many people here..."

She was afraid.

Shane used to enjoy this feeling very much.

Being feared was something he was proud of.

But he was infuriated by her fear of him.

She shouldn't be afraid of him.

Shane pinched her skin with a trace of annoyance. The corners of his mouth curved into a sneer. "Beg me. I might let you go if I'm in a good mood."