Single Mom's Sweet Husband (Charlotte)

Chapter 306

Zoe patted him on the shoulder and said, "Mr. Fuller is fine. Just now Cole was about to check on him but he heard Mr. Fuller and Lottie on the phone with Mr. Hart. They must've been investigating the truth behind this incident. That must mean he has recovered well."

"That's good." Peter choked and raised his head. "But Zoe, why can't I open my eyes?"

"You got eye meningitis. It will take some time for you to recover. You would be able to see tomorrow."

"Alright."

After Peter vented his emotions, he calmed down a little. He laid on the bed with his eyes closed. He even looked a little cute. But his eyes were slightly swollen so his facial features couldn't be seen clearly.

Zoe sat next to him and mixed a pack of meal replacement powder with water. Then, she fed it to him. "You can only eat these for the time being. Just endure it for a week."

"A week?" Peter cried out in surprise. He shook his head firmly. "I don't care. I'm having steak when I get out."

"The wound will get inflamed again. It will leave scars," Zoe said helplessly.

"I'm a man. Why should I be afraid of leaving a scar? What a joke," Peter snorted with disdain.

Zoe had nothing to say to this. After all, he was right.

After Peter finished eating, Zoe asked the medical staff to change his bed sheets and covers. Then, they did full-body disinfection for Peter. After they left, she asked Cole to help Peter change his bandages.

Cole was about to help Peter apply the medication so Zoe had to wait out in the corridor.

"You were really lucky this time." Cole tore apart his clothes and put the ointment on his body.

"Cole, can't you be gentler? Have some pity on me."

"Listen up. If there's ever a next time, I'll just leave you by the river and take Mr. Fuller with me even if I found you." Cole put even more pressure on him.

Peter grimaced in pain and said, "What's wrong with you? I did it for Mr. Fuller. If I didn't tear down all the veins, how could you find us?"

"So that's how you got aspergillus on your hands and eyes?"

"You'd be fine if you didn't do anything. Now you'd have to stay here for another two more days."

Peter bit her lips and said sulkily, "At the time, I was afraid no one would find us. Who would know we fell down? Mr. Fuller jumped and grabbed me on the way. We fell so deep below, what if you can't find..."

"I have a GPS, how could I not find you two?" Cole couldn't help but sigh.

"Then what took you so long?"

"Someone blocked the signal. It seems they turn off the signal after you guys fell. But even if they didn't turn it off, I've already hacked 72% of it."

"Huh, they all think that I am the most powerful hacker around Mr. Fuller. The truth is, I am nothing compared with you," Peter complained.

"No one can know we studied together. They also can't find out that I'm a hacker. Understood?"

"I understand, I understand. I'm doing this for the sake of Mr. Fuller's safety," Peter replied in a weak voice.

Cole was one of the few people Peter could rely on. After they graduated, it was Cole who tossed him an olive branch and offered him an interview at the NC Company. Then, he was promoted by Shane.

If it wasn't for Cole, perhaps he wouldn't be here right now.

Peter thought about it and his heart was filled with gratitude. "Thank you."

"Forget about what I've done. Remember we have nothing to do with each other."

Cole, who was still joking around with him before, instantly turned cold. Peter sighed, "This is our secret relationship."

Cole couldn't help but laugh. 'This brat,' he thought.

Soon, Cole finished changing Peter's bandages. He pushed open the door and walked out of the room. Then he let Zoe know about the few precautions she should take note of.

Zoe carefully jotted them down. "Cole, thank you."

"It's my job."

"I know but still, thank you," Zoe said with a smile.

Cole could only shake his head. He nodded respectfully and gestured for her to enter the room. Zoe sighed as she walked into the room. Cole was good at everything except it seemed there was an invisible wall before him.

He closed the door.

Peter turned to the door and said, "You're back."

"I've never left. I was just standing outside." Zoe returned to his side and sat down. "Are you close with Cole?" "Not really."

"I always feel that he is quite mysterious."

Peter shrugged his shoulders and said, "It's true."

The topic quickly came to an end. It was late and Zoe had yawned several times. Peter asked her to go to bed but she shook her head. She was afraid nobody would tend to him if he had a fever in the middle of the night so she wanted to stay by his side.

Peter was touched but he was also worried about her health. She just said, "I'm already awake. If I feel uncomfortable, I will call the nurse myself."

"But..."

"Go get some rest. It's better for you to sleep well and wake up early to take care of me. When you wake up, I'm sure I'll fall asleep."

Zoe felt that what Peter said was reasonable so she returned to the resting area.

All the crises had been overcome, now they just have to wait for the two men to recover.

The next day.

Charlotte woke up early in the morning. Today, she had to cooperate with the police to conduct an onsite investigation. At the same time, she had to report the issue with the aspergillosis to the higher-ups.

According to Shane, there had been Aspergillus fungus all the way. This meant the person behind this didn't want them to come out alive. They were lucky enough to have escaped.

No matter who they were, what their purpose was, they had to carry out Avery's plan. They also have to report it. At the same time, they had to report it to the federal investigation bureau.

Of course, they would usually ignore these personal grudges.

It would be considered as nothing if they were normal civilians. For those from rich families, Brine would normally procrastinate the matter first. Otherwise, as soon as they dealt with the issue, the two families would have already made up.

So who were they supposed to prosecute?

Thus, after running for an entire day, Charlotte was only able to materialize the problem that could be solved with a phone call.

Charlotte sat on the street and stared at the glaring sunlight. She was a little dismayed. Although the matter had been resolved... Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

"Mr. Emerson."

The little girl suddenly appeared with an ice cream in her hand.

Charlotte came back to her senses and reached out her hand to touch her head. "What's wrong?" "Now that uncle has passed away. I don't think it's appropriate for me to stay at that house any longer." The girl sat down and handed her the ice cream.

Charlotte shook her head. She didn't take the ice cream. "Do you want to go back to River City with me?"

"I don't know where to go."

"River City is much bigger than here. There would be more people looking to adopt. Of course, there are also more rich people. If you have ambition, it's better to go to River City."

"Ambition? What's ambition?" The little girl tilted her head and looked at her.

Charlotte couldn't help but laugh. How was she supposed to explain this to a child?

She had no choice but to explain, "To get better resources, to have more money, and to pursue all material goals. That is ambitious."

"Everyone is ambitious, aren't they?"

Charlotte was even more speechless.

Yes, everyone had ambition, but how many of them could come true? No one knows.

The little girl looked at Charlotte with her big eyes.

It seemed that she was hesitant to follow her to River City. Her gaze slowly shifted downwards, finally, it landed on Charlotte's clothes. She couldn't help but tug at her clothes.

The material felt good. It was so different from the clothes her aunt wore. The clothing they wore felt rough but hers felt smooth even slightly cold.

The little girl clenched her fists and said, "Mr. Emerson, I want to go to River City with you."

"Really?" Charlotte was pleasantly surprised.

She had thought that the little girl would be reluctant to part with the city.

The little girl nodded her head. She wanted to leave this place, wear nice clothes and make a lot of money. Then...

She would give the money to her aunt.

That was the only thing she could do.