Single Mom's Sweet Husband (Charlotte)

Chapter 238

Shane stood by the fence, dressed in a black down jacket. His posture was as straight as a pine tree. His eyes blazing like torches as he looked into the distance.

Beside him, five people, including Cole, were waiting. When Rick came out of the ward, Cole immediately led the remaining four people to guard the door, fearing that Kendall might escape like a fly.

"The result," Shane said without even looking at Rick.

"Just do as you please."

"Very well."

Rick stood beside Shane and eyed him up and down.

If he were a woman, he would probably be enamored with this man too.

However, just like the countless women who were in love with him, he didn't dare to make a move, didn't dare to even think about it. He would just silently leave, keeping his feelings away in his heart.

Suddenly, Shane turned to face Rick and said, "You still didn't pass the test that I gave you."

"Test? Doing that kind of thing to Lottie also counts as a test for me? True. I should be like a robot who has no emotions. I should've just let you assault my wife and love her as if nothing had happened, right?" Rick sneered.

"At that time, you two were neither engaged nor a couple."

"How strange is that? Is Mr. Fuller saying that as long as there's a woman that you like in this world, and as long as she's single, you can just throw her on the bed and do whatever you want?"

"I will only ever be in love with one person."

"Then who was the person who talked about marrying Tiffany?"

"That's already in the past."

"You said that you love her but have you ever confessed your love to her?"

Shane remained silent.

Rick laughed out loud. His tone turned colder as he said, "Do you know how I got through all these days? I drank before dawn, drank until it was time for work, and stayed up late at night to continue drinking. I hardly fell asleep for the past half month. And no one knows about all that." "Is that why you ordered Kendall to team up with

Elaine to kidnap Charlotte and Sheryl?" "I'm not that tawdry. I was still thinking of reconciling with her. I also thought that maybe I should apologize first, but I never thought that Kendall would really do such a thing. She is not a bad person at heart."

Shane trusted him on this point, so he didn't say anything else and stopped looking at him. He shifted his gaze to the scenery that he was looking at earlier.

Rick was still looking at him. He was trying to search for any emotion on his face, but he couldn't find any.

At this moment, Shane behaved just like a machine.

There was no emotion on his face.

"I have a deep affection for Charlotte, so why must you keep appearing around her?" Rick almost gnashed his teeth in anger while asking him.

"You didn't look for me after the incident."

"So?"

"What you care about is not what I did to Charlotte, but how she sees me. I should be an evil bastard in her eyes, but why is she still willing to trust me? That's what you truly care about." Shane's voice was as light as clouds and smoke, so light that it could easily be blown away by a breeze.

He was always so heedless and pretentious, making everyone else look like a joke.

Rick admitted it without hesitation, "Yeah, isn't that normal? If Charlotte were to treat me this way, wouldn't you care at all?"

"Not really, I'll just press her under my body."

"You, disgusting!" Rick growled with repulsion.

Shane smirked and said, "But it's very effective. Rick, you know that she won't accept you from the bottom of your heart, so you didn't even kiss her, right?"

"How would you know? We might be lying on the same bed on nights when you miss her."

"It doesn't matter. I don't care."

"How would you not care?!" Rick hissed.

"I only care about her present and future. I don't care about her past. But in your case, your love has already gone bad."

His love had already gone bad.

Rick stumbled backward, pointing from beside Shane. His eye rims reddened. Then he snickered and said, "Don't think you can defeat me just by saying these!"

But it was obvious who won the argument.

Shane took out a box of cigars from his pocket. He opened it and showed it to Rick. "There are seven cigarettes in total, but none of them has been lit."

"What are you trying to say?"

"Charlotte has mild allergic rhinitis, and tobacco will trigger her allergy."

"Again, what are you trying to say?" Rick was getting impatient. He wished he could admit defeat immediately and stop his suffering in front of Shane.

However, he didn't want to lose.

It was just a cigarette. What could that prove?

"Braden doesn't smoke, but there are many intricately designed ashtrays and lighters in your house. So, I can conclude that you are the one who smokes."

"You're able to conclude that my love has gone bad, simply by judging whether I smoke or not? "

"The conclusion I made was that you don't love her enough. As for the quality of your love, it will go bad sooner or later as long as I'm here."

Shane was so confident.

He turned around, his cold eyes full of disdain. Standing with a hand behind his back, he looked tall and muscular, giving off an aura of elegance

and dignity.

With his head held high, he walked past Rick.

Rick could smell a faint scent of cologne. Suddenly, he felt dizzy, and his head started to ache.

It was an afternoon.

Charlotte was sitting in the courtyard, lost in her thoughts, with a bottle of perfume in her hand. She stared at the sun and the perfume testing paper with a blank expression on her face.

At that time, Rick walked over and picked up the testing paper in her hand to smell it. It was a unique fragrance.

It was similar to a woodsy fragrance, but there were more layers to it than that. The words "piano in the rain" were written on the testing paper. But when he asked Charlotte about it, she replied with a different name.

Rick mustered all his strength to force out a sentence, "What's the name of your perfume?"

Shane stopped his tracks and replied, "Silver Spring."

That afternoon.

Charlotte was like a startled bird. Seeing that it was Rick, she smiled at him in relief and said, "It's called Silver Spring. I only managed to buy it after asking a few friends of mine. Doesn't it smell really nice?"

"Why is it called Silver Spring?"

"I don't know. Just like how Passage d'Enfer is called Passage d'Enfer. I guess you'll have to ask the designer."

At that time.

Charlotte was looking down at the perfume in her hands, smiling shyly.

Rick never understood why a bottle of men's perfume could transport her into a daze. He also never understood why she smiled so brightly when she spoke of Silver Spring.

He never asked her for the bottle of perfume named Silver Spring. Eventually, she got used to his habits. So, like many fragments of his memory, that bottle of perfume was forgotten in the corner of the memory corridor.

Until this moment.

"I've already lost a long time ago."

Rick muttered to himself.

Shane didn't hear that sentence, but he could guess that this perfume had something to do with Charlotte from Rick's expression.

Silver Spring.

If he remembered correctly, he had bought it when he was in Country F.

Back then, Charlotte hadn't returned from overseas yet.

Shane didn't stay any longer.

He had already said everything he intended to say.

He didn't have anything else to talk to Rick about.

He went into the elevator, pressing the down button.

Charlotte and Sheryl still needed someone to take care of them.

In front of the sterile ward.

Charlotte stared blankly at the white wall.

Standing next to her was Zoe, who tried speaking to her again and again but was always ignored in the end.

At that exact moment, the doctor walked over with a report. In her current state, Charlotte wasn't ready to talk to the doctor. So, Zoe had no choice but to do it for her.

What choice did she have? Shane had already given her salary and specially asked her to leave the office to keep Charlotte company.

Furthermore, even without Shane's request, it was still necessary for her to take care of Charlotte voluntarily, for Charlotte was in such a poor mental state. Content held by NôvelDrama.Org.

After a while, the doctor left.

Zoe returned to Charlotte's side with a report in her hand. "Lottie, take a look. This is the bone marrow test report."

Bone marrow test?

Charlotte suddenly regained consciousness and asked, "Is it Shane's?"

"The doctor said it is, but I'm not sure. Would you like to have a look?"

"Should I look at it or not?" Charlotte thought.

What should she do if the report showed that Shane and Sheryl's bone marrow weren't compatible too?

Charlotte's face turned pale as she looked at the file.

That year, she expectantly did the bone marrow test. But it turned out that her bone marrow wasn't compatible with Sheryl's.

The probability of bone marrow compatibility was actually very low. Even for the patient's own parents and siblings, the probability of matching was only 25%.

If she and Shane weren't lucky enough to be that 25%.

The last and most despairing choice was to...

Give birth to another child.