Single Mom's Sweet Husband (Charlotte)

Chapter 33

"Sir, no problems have arisen with the Fuller Group and everything appears to be running smoothly on our side here at NC. The only thing is that the design department has been giving their all for the upcoming project and the majority of those involved have been pulling several all-nighters in a row, especially Ms. Emerson."

The door to the restaurant swung open and a man stepped in with his pair of long, slender legs. With a bag in one hand, he strode directly toward the center of the restaurant.

Cole followed closely behind, meticulously reporting about work.

In an instant, the majestic air emanating from the 6-foot man announced his presence to all the diners in the restaurant.

Shane's bitter-cold eyes softened as soon as he spotted little Sheryl, who was nestled comfortably in Charlotte's arms.

A hint of tenderness crept onto his dispassionate face.

At that exact moment, Sheryl's eyes also landed on him.

Mr. Handsome!"

Sheryl squealed with excitement and wriggled out of Charlotte’s arms. As soon as she broke free, she ran towards Shane’s as fast as her little legs could carry her.

Sheryl wrapped herself around Shane’s thigh. She raised her head and let out a cheeky little giggle.

'Mr. Handsome?’ Quickly, Charlotte and Anne’ s interest was piqued.

They exchanged an alarmed glance, then snapped their heads back toward Sheryl's direction.

'Shane Fuller?’ they both exclaimed with astonishment in their hearts.

To think that the handsome stranger whom Sheryl spoke of was Shane Fuller!

The news struck Charlotte like lightning.

"Mr. Handsome, come this way, I want you to meet Mommy. She's the prettiest mother in the world," Sheryl claimed with a proud face as she tugged at Shane to come by their table.

Sheryl's soft, tiny hand lay in Shane's large palm and seemingly melted away his usual cold self. He failed to hide his smile as Sheryl hauled him along. Watching the smile stretch across his face, Braden was stupefied.

Never once in his life had he seen this side of Shane. Shane was recognized for his unyielding, cold-hearted character, but he was now smiling, and such a gentle one at that!

"Mr. Fuller."

Before she could react, the man was already standing before her eyes. Charlotte's mind went blank and she didn’t know what to do next.

A bit earlier, she had overheard that he had gone abroad. So why did he suddenly appear here? More importantly, how did he end up being the handsome stranger whom Sheryl wouldn't stop going off about?

"Mommy, this is the handsome man I told you about," Sheryl announced delightfully and tilted her head slightly toward Shane. "Mr. Handsome, this is my mommy. Don't judge her by her current outfit; she's actually very beautiful!"

Charlotte couldn’t help but blush a little from Sheryl's description.

She had initially expected nothing more than a disdainful glance from Shane. After all, she was aware that Braden had been calling her an 'old nun' behind her back.

Unexpectedly, Shane nodded in agreement. This left everyone stunned once again.

Sheryl was oblivious to the growing tension between the adults. Her large beady eyes continued to scan her surroundings and finally rested on Braden.

"Rude Mister, would you please get up? That seat belongs to my Mr. Handsome,” Sheryl bluntly ordered.

Braden was dumbfounded. The corners of his lips twitched. The words to defend himself were just about to roll off the tip of his tongue when he met Shane's icy-cold glare. Almost immediately, he stood up obediently and offered the seat to him.

"Mr. Handsome, please take a seat," Sheryl instructed Shane again. Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

"Alright." Shane, who had always been on the other end of the give and take, surprisingly submitted to the little girl's order and sat down compliantly.

"Great!" Sheryl clapped her hands joyfully.

As per Sheryl's arrangement, the four adults sat opposite each other. They blinked at each other as the atmosphere turned awkward.

"I remember now," blurted Anne, who had been silent the whole time.

Everyone directed their attention toward her.

"Uh, I mean, I remember that I wanted to order a steak."

Anne peered at the austere expression on Shane's face and reminded herself that she couldn’t afford to put her life on the line over such a petty issue. What’s more, it was not like their encounter from that night was anything worth mentioning.

After diverting the conversation, she took her phone out to send Charlotte a message from under the table.