Single Mom's Sweet Husband by Charlotte

Charlotte arrived at the event venue and parked the car. She didn't see anyone there.

Why was it empty? On the way to the door, she did not see a single person.

"Strange, isn't anyone here for the musical?" Charlotte muttered as she walked inside.

According to the writing on the ticket, she went to the right hall.

Cole had been waiting there for a long time. He smiled and handed sbreakfast to Charlotte. "This is the breakfast that Mr. Fuller prepared for you." It was her favorite ham and egg sandwich and a glass of sBarker's lemon coffee.

Charlotte took it and said, "Thank you, but why is there no one here?" "About that, Mr. Fuller said you'll find out after you go in." She'd find out after she goes in? Had Shane prepared a surprise for her? Charlotte walked into the hall with breakfast in her hands.

There was still no one inside. The seats and stage were empty, and even the lights had not been turned on. Only sweak lights led her to one of the seats. It was barely enough for her to walk without tripping over something.

Charlotte walked towards her seat. Only after she sat down did she realize that there were roses on both the seats next to her.

Would Shane do such a romantic thing? She laughed and put the coffee cup into the seat's cupholder.

After she waited for several minutes, the lights from before were also turned off.

In the pitch-black space, there was only the sound of her own heartbeat. Charlotte was a little nervous. She had a vague idea of what Shane was going to do.

Suddenly.

Countless lights on the stage lit up in an instant and focused in the center.

The curtains went up to reveal a man in a tuxedo sitting in front of the piano. He opened the cover elegantly, took off the cloth on the piano keys, and put his long fingers on the black and white keys.

Melodious music sounded.

Charlotte's eyes turned red as she looked at the person on the stage. She raised her hand to rub her eyes, but the more she rubbed her eyes, the more tears cout because of stimulation. Her breakfast was put aside. She only had eyes for the man on the stage.

Indeed, Shane was amazing at playing the piano. She imagined that he was like a prince in a fairy tale.

All the movements were just right, and there was a sense of pride in him, but the sound of the piano was soft. From tto time, he looked up at a certain point in the air in front of him, as if he was looking at someone amidst the piano's music.

However, there was no sadness in his playing. Instead, it was extremely sweet.

After the song ended, Shane got up and stood on the stage, looking at his special audience.

"This is my answer," he said.

Charlotte knew that she didn't hear what he said clearly. She put down the sandwich and ran towards him. But when she reached the bottom of the stage, she didn't have the courage to get up and hug him, to share with him her excitement and thoughts.

Shane was on stage while Charlotte stood below it. The stage was like an entire galaxy between them.

Shane suddenly bent down and gave her his hand. Charlotte hesitated and didn't hold onto it.

"Shane, congratulations on letting go of the past," she said.

Shane frowned slightly.

Charlotte sniffed and revealed a smiling face. "I was wondering before if you re-examined the incident back then because... It looks like I'm too sensitive. I should apologize to you." "What are you talking about?" "I'm fine. It's just that my emotions are a little messy right now," Charlotte said, her eyes turning red again. This time, she did not use her hand to rub her eyes. Instead, she forcefully suppressed the stinging and the tears in her eyes, forcing herself to smile.

Shane thought she would be very excited or moved, but she wasn't. Her response was like that of a child from an orphanage who was taken back to his new home. She was a mess.

Shane jumped off the stage and held her in his arms. "Don't think too much. You deserve all of this." "I don't deserve you being so nice to me," she said in a choked voice.

"You do." He pressed his lips lightly against her ear. "Charlotte, I want you to be like me, to give up the past and face the future bravely. Even if it's just for the sake of Sheryl, we have to be together." "But I have nothing. Your family background and your... hmm..." He stopped her words with a kiss.

He would slowly take care of the Fuller family's affairs.

But he couldn't slow down when it cto her.

He couldn't wait to add her officially into the family and announce to the world that she was his.

After the kiss ended, Charlotte, who had been lost in her emotions, finally cto her senses.

"Shane, you look much more handsthan usual when you play the piano." Charlotte was even in the mood to joke with Shane.

"I'm not usually handsome?" "Of course not. You're usually handsome, but now you're more handsthan usual." "How handsome?" "Just. Sgirls are so beautiful that their beauty should be hidden from the world. But you look so handsthat it should be shared with the world." Charlotte racked her brains to praise him.

She always felt that these words sounded strange. They sounded particularly childish and stupid.

Shane's thin lips curled and he laughed. He pointed at her forehead and said, "Have you finished eating breakfast?" "Not yet." "Go and eat, and I'll play another song for you?" Charlotte's eyes lit up. She thought it would be hard to even get to hear one song, but Shane was still willing to play.

She nodded immediately. "Then I'll go and eat now." Charlotte was in such a hurry that she stumbled and almost fell.

Shane reached out and held her. He had a worried look on his face. "Don't wear such a long dress next time." "Alright," she replied obediently.

Only after Charlotte returned to her seat did Shane step onto the stage once more. If the music from before had been elegant and classy, then this current song sounded casual and relaxing. She was so happy as she ate breakfast while listening to the music.

Charlotte chewed her sandwich and drank her coffee.

Soon, she finished eating the sandwich, and Shane's music cto an abrupt end. He walked slowly to her side and sat down.

The piano on the stage seemed a little lonely.

"Shane, I've becmore familiar with the company's matters." Charlotte suddenly opened her mouth to speak.

"Yes?" "You can play the piano in the future. You can go out and win awards. I can take care of the company." Charlotte leaned to one side and looked at him.

Shane didn't look at her.

His eyes were on the piano.

The piano had been left behind by his teacher. It was something left behind by Tiffany and Heidi's mother.

His teacher was a very, very gentle woman. Apart from playing the piano, she even made pianos. The piano in front of in nt of him looked simple, but in faet, even the paint was personally done by his teacher. He spent a lot of money to get someone to buy this piano from Vienna just to say goodbye to the past.

Now.

he had already bid it farewell. He had a daughter, and he had a wife he was about to marry. He did not have to continue playing the piano.

"When you play the piano, there's a light in your eyes." Charlotte looked at his exquisite chin and said softly, "I can't tell what that it, that you like but know it. Since you like it, why should you give it up?" "People have a lot of responsibilities and desires in this life, but people always suppress their own desires. It seems that the things they desire can only be liked and not had." "You don't mind?" Shane asked back.

Charlotte laughed and rested her head on his shoulder. "Why should I mind?" "The past." "I did mind it before, but now that she's gone, what else do I need to mind?" Shane never gave a definite answer.

As she had said, he really liked playing the piano. He hadn't touched the piano for e could still play the piano. It was enough to show that he hadn't really abandoned playing the piano all these years. However, he still had a lot of bad memories tied to the piano.

Shane suddenly stood up.

Charlotte obediently stood up and gently grabbed his sleeve.

"You really don't want to consider my suggestion?" She really liked how he looked when he played the piano.

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