Single Mom's Sweet Husband (Charlotte)

Zoe knew what he meant, and she understood his point. She nodded and said, "I get it, but I need to think about it carefully." "Okay." Peter beamed in agreement.

Avery was the first person who heard about the proposal. After all, Peter had never dated anyone before Zoe and he needed advice. Everyone else he knew was either an employer or a mere acquaintance. Avery was the only one who was friendly with him and of similar status.

Avery was amused after hearing Peter's recap. "Never mind the timing of your proposal, but you didn't even get her a ring or flowers? And you proposed casually on the side of the road and didn't treat her to a meal? What were you thinking? Were you born in a barn? You didn't have to go with a slapdash approach just to take advantage of her!"

"I'm not taking advantage of her," Peter said, exasperated. "We were just talking about it, and I felt it was appropriate to mention marriage to her. That's why I came to you for advice. I don't know what she thinks. Did she really mean her rejection, or does she need more time? Or maybe I'm not eligible."

"When Zoe started dating you, she must have thought about marriage. So my advice to you is buy a ring and some flowers. Then find a romantic place for a candlelit dinner and propose to her." Avery said in exasperation, "No matter if it's Zoe or Anne or Charlotte, women like to be wooed. In any case, you shouldn't ask for her hand in marriage unceremoniously by the road. This is the taboo of love."

Love taboo?

Peter really didn't understand this.

How could Avery not tell Charlotte this juicy bit of gossip? After Charlotte learned about it, she definitely had to tell Shane. In the end, both of them demanded to meet with Peter to ask for an explanation. Peter wanted to cry talking about his relationship problem with his employer. It's not forbidden per se, but why did it feel so strange?

"Just tell me what you need for the wedding." Shane got straight to the point.

"No matter what you want or need, we can arrange it in advance. If you don't want Zoe to know, we will privately prepare it for you." Charlotte smiled.

"Ms. Emerson, Mr. Fuller, I didn't want to disturb you at first, but now I don't know what Zoe is thinking. She hasn't gotten to the point of getting married yet." "Listen to me." Charlotte straightened. "Do you know why so many people get caught up with planning a wedding proposal, but only a small portion want to buy a watermelon and get married on a boring summer day?"

Peter nodded in bewilderment.

Charlotte raised her finger and said, "First of all, it's normal for couples to think about marriage after a few years or a few months together. But as time passes, what should they do when passion tapers off?" "Search for the excitement again," Peter replied.

"Yes, proposing is one way to show your best to your partner, so she could remember every beautiful moment between both of you, and then feel so moved by all the fanfare that she will agree to step into the tomb of love with you."

"I see." Peter was still a little confused. "Well, you mentioned something about a watermelon and marriage."

"That's different. In that case, to get married is the peak happiness. They experience enough joy and surprises daily, so a marriage is just another normal activity to do on an afternoon." Peter nodded thoughtfully.

Shane shot an impassive glance at Charlotte and noted, "How do you know so much?"

"I did my research." Well, she read lots of relationship problem posts online.

"Oh yes, you were engaged."

What?

Charlotte instantly felt slapped in the face with jealousy. She grabbed Shane's arm. "I read about it online. There's no engagement, it was called off.

I belong to Mr. Fuller alone."

Charlotte wasn't sure how those cringeworthy words escaped her mouth.

"Ms. Emerson, Mr. Fuller, I won't bother you anymore." Peter stood up as he said, making a hasty exit.

What a joke.

If he didn't leave now, his salary would be docked.

After Peter took his leave, Shane pulled Charlotte into his arms and pressed his lips onto hers. They were locked in a tight embrace with lips locked passionately. Peter returned to the hotel and opened the door.

He saw Zoe sitting on the edge of the bed changing her clothes. He glimpsed her abdomen and her captivating pale arms. He stopped in his tracks and turned his back. "Sorry, I didn't know you were changing." "It's fine." Zoe put on her clothes, walked to his side, and patted him on the shoulder. "How do I look?"

Zoe was wearing a white chiffon T-shirt with the neckline and sleeves embroidered with lace. The neckline was slightly lower, her slender figure was faintly visible. Peter swallowed. "It's beautiful." "I just bought it. It looks good," Zoe said with a smile.

"Are you planning to change your style of dressing? Didn't you prefer wearing uniforms?"

This was too magnificent.

Zoe nodded and said, "I just noticed today that I am already 27 years old. If I don't grab youth by its tail, time will pass me by. If you think it looks good, I will buy a few more pieces like this. What do you think?" "Of course, you look beautiful," Peter said and took Zoe into his arms. "But I still want to apologize."

"For what?" Zoe did not understand.

"I shouldn't have proposed to you in such a hurry. I've decided to take things slow. I want to spend the rest of my life with you, to face every hurdle with you." Peter held her tightly and grabbed her hand. "I know, hence I didn't turn you down. I just said I needed time to think about it."

What?

Peter just remembered that it didn't seem like a rejection. Zoe didn't say she didn't want to marry him, just that it was put on hold for the time being. There was still a difference between the two. Peter suddenly let go of her and jumped excitedly in place. "Zoe, I really love you. I love you more than anyone else!"

Zoe laughed and said, "I love you too. However, we have more pressing matters on hand. The news about Mrs. Fuller Senior was leaked on the Internet. The authorities were accused of covering it up from the public. We have to deal with it."

"Okay, shall we go now?"

"Yes, but I have to change my clothes."

"Never mind that. If someone stares at you, I'll gouge out their eyes." Peter raised his chin.

"Aren't males supposed to be concerned about how their girlfriends dress? This outfit is quite revealing. If I wear it out, won't you be unhappy?"

"I'm Peter. Do you expect me to police how you dress? You should just wear what you like. My role is to protect you, not to restrict you," said Peter as he kissed her on the cheek.

Zoe was stunned.

No wonder everyone on the Internet said that they were going to find a gentleman to fall in love with.

His gentleness was just perfect.