Baby, I Found for You an Awesome Daddy

At the Valley of Joy.Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

Because it was a weekend, there was an endless sea of parents bringing their children to enjoy the day. As such, almost every ride was enveloped by thick crowds.

Seeing the long queues, Charlotte’s brows knitted together and she was overcome by the urge to leave.

Yet, Sheryl hauled Shane along as she charged headfirst, having completely forgotten about her mother, who had fallen behind.

Charlotte could feel an impending headache as she stood behind the herd of people in front of the merry-go-round. She groaned, “Sheryl, there are way too many people here. By the time it’s our turn, it’ll probably already be…”

“Mommy, let’s go! It’s our turn.” Before she could finish her sentence, Sheryl ran over and grabbed her hand. They scrambled through the crowd and boarded the ride under the guidance of a member of staff.

‘Did we just cut the queue?’ Charlotte’s frown deepened.

Seeing the confusion on her mother’s face, Sheryl waved a black card at her.

“Mommy, we are Super Super Super VIPs. We don’t have to wait in line.”

As she watched the card shimmer in the sunlight, Charlotte asked, “Where did you get this?”

Sheryl briefly pointed in the direction of a tree not too far away. Charlotte turned to see Shane under the shade of the tree.

He stood with his arms crossed in front of his chest, emphasizing the slender body that appeared especially conspicuous within the crowd.

Although she couldn’t see his face, she didn’t have to doubt the fact that his current expression was one of indifference, one that kept others away from him.

Despite this, female passersby would still boldly sneak a couple more glances at him.

There was no way for Charlotte to deny that Shane was born with irresistible charm.

“Mommy, do you like Mr. Handsome?” Sheryl asked solemnly as she tugged at the corner of Charlotte’s shirt.

Seeing the thoughtful look on her daughter’s face, Charlotte subconsciously glanced at Shane again.

This man may be colder than ice, but he wasn’t exactly despicable.

However, she didn’t know much about him, so there was no telling if she liked him.

Without waiting for Charlotte’s reply, Sheryl suggested frankly, “Mommy, if you can’t find Daddy, you can let Mr. Handsome be my daddy. I like Mr. Handsome.”

Anticipation spilled from her large, beady eyes as she stared right into her mother’s irises.

Hearing Sheryl’s words, Charlotte was slightly taken aback. She hadn’t expected Sheryl to take such a huge liking to Shane.

To the point where she longed for him to be her father!

However, Shane Fuller had a fiancée.

It took a few seconds for Charlotte to come back to her senses. Once she regained composure, she bent down to ruffle Sheryl’s hair and cooed with a gentle smile, “We’ll definitely find Daddy.”

As the saying goes, time flies when you’re having fun. Very soon, evening approached.

After dinner, Sheryl finally succumbed to the fatigue from the whole day of having fun and fell asleep in her mother’s arms.

Watching Sheryl in her sweet slumber, maternal love flooded Charlotte’s eyes. The corners of her lips curved slightly upward in the most loving manner.

It was such a pure and heavenly smile.

Shane witnessed the scene unfold.

Now that Charlotte had put down her guard, it was as though she had transformed into an inescapable black hole that drew him in.

Sensing Shane’s gaze on her, Charlotte raised her head sheepishly. Her cheeks were flushed but she rose to her feet nonchalantly, careful not to wake Sheryl.

Just as she was about to excuse herself to book a taxi home, Shane offered, “I’ll send you back.”

“Mr. Fuller, I appreciate your kindness for today. I can’t possibly trouble you further,” Charlotte dipped her head and confessed.

Shane was a good few inches taller than Charlotte. Hence, his gaze landed unobstructed on Charlotte’s skinny shoulders.

This woman was frailer than he had thought.

His pupils vaguely contracted and he replied in the routine cold tone of his, “You already have.”

“…” Charlotte couldn’t form a response.

“So, stop spouting nonsense.” Shane effortlessly scooped Sheryl from Charlotte’s arms. Without hesitation, he spun around and started marching toward the parking lot.