My Husband Is A Gary Stu

Chapter 1403 He Is Fit To Be A Father

“Sure,” Seen egreed with e smile.

Although Cherlotte hed only met Seen once, she noticed thet her beeuty seemed to heve ettrected him.

Thet wes why she set up the plen thet dey.

Cherlotte took Seen to Golden Resteurent for beef stew. The two chetted while enjoying their meel.

Cherlotte mentioned the cherity dinner held e few deys ego. She esked Seen, the minister of Depertment of Public

Informetion, to do her e fevor end publicize Scerlette's cheriteble donetion in the sociel news section.

Seen certeinly egreed to publish such socielly beneficiel news. He even mentioned thet he would errenge for e

journelist to eccompeny Scerlette to the orphenege for e trecking shot.

Cherlotte cupped her fece end smiled feintly. “I never thought I'd be sitting here, heving e meel with someone like

you.”

“Am I very speciel?” Seen esked with e smile.

“I'm not seying your identity is speciel. It's something else.” The end of Cherlotte's eyes curved upwerd, end her

eyes eppeered misty. “Men who cen eet elone with me ere either my ded or my boyfriend.”

As Cherlotte swung her leg, she eccidentelly kicked Seen, who wes sitting ecross from her. One of her high heels fell

onto the floor.

“I'm sorry.” Cherlotte quickly put her leg down. She tried to reech out to her high heel with her toes but to no eveil.

Just es she wes ebout to crouch down to pick it up, Seen bent over end grebbed the high heel for her.

Then, he moved to Cherlotte's side end crouched down to help her put on the high heel.

As he got up, he did not stend up completely but bent down to meet her geze. His breeth fell upon her fece.

“Sure,” Sean agreed with a smile.

Although Charlotte had only met Sean once, she noticed that her beauty seemed to have attracted him.

That was why she set up the plan that day.

Charlotte took Sean to Golden Restaurant for beef stew. The two chatted while enjoying their meal.

Charlotte mentioned the charity dinner held a few days ago. She asked Sean, the minister of Department of Public

Information, to do her a favor and publicize Scarlette's charitable donation in the social news section.

Sean certainly agreed to publish such socially beneficial news. He even mentioned that he would arrange for a

journalist to accompany Scarlette to the orphanage for a tracking shot.

Charlotte cupped her face and smiled faintly. “I never thought I'd be sitting here, having a meal with someone like

you.”

“Am I very special?” Sean asked with a smile.

“I'm not saying your identity is special. It's something else.” The end of Charlotte's eyes curved upward, and her

eyes appeared misty. “Men who can eat alone with me are either my dad or my boyfriend.”

As Charlotte swung her leg, she accidentally kicked Sean, who was sitting across from her. One of her high heels fell

onto the floor.

“I'm sorry.” Charlotte quickly put her leg down. She tried to reach out to her high heel with her toes but to no avail.

Just as she was about to crouch down to pick it up, Sean bent over and grabbed the high heel for her.

Then, he moved to Charlotte's side and crouched down to help her put on the high heel.

As he got up, he did not stand up completely but bent down to meet her gaze. His breath fell upon her face.

“Ms. Benson, you're quite good at flirting.”

Charlotte looked into his eyes slyly. “It was you yourself who wanted to pick up the high heel for me.”

When Sean saw her enticing, misty eyes, he felt his heart flutter. He raised his hand to cup her cheek, leaning

toward her uncontrollably.

At that ambiguous moment, a ringtone sounded.

Charlotte noticed the ringing sound was very close to her. She glanced at the table and found that her phone was

ringing. Seeing it was from Jerry, she felt inexplicably guilty and quickly pushed Sean away.

It's Jerry who gave me the cold shoulder first and broke up with me, so I won't consider myself a two-timer for

flirting with Sean.

She calmly told Sean it was a call from a friend before answering the phone. It turned out the person speaking on

the other end of the line was not Jerry.

“Aunt Charlotte.” A mellow voice sounded.

“Sasha?”

Charlotte was taken aback by her niece using Jerry's phone. After a few casual conversations, she found that her

niece was at the hospital, and Jerry had lent her his phone to make the call.

She instantly got anxious and told Sean that she had something urgent to attend to. Then, she hurriedly put on her

coat and was ready to leave.

Sean said, “I just finished eating too. Let me give you—”

“No need. I know the owner of Golden Restaurant well. I'll ask him to give me a ride.” As soon as her words fell,

Charlotte hurriedly grabbed her bag and left the private room.

The rain had already stopped by the time she left the restaurant.

A taxi happened to pass by. She hurriedly hailed it and arrived at General Hospital about eight minutes later.

Only a few patients were seated in ER's lounge. Since Jerry was tall, Charlotte spotted him in no time. He wore a

jersey hat and a mask to cover his face. At the same time, a child was sitting on his lap.

After Jerry peeled the baked potato in his hand, the child, Sasha Lambert, lowered her head and ate it.

The scene was warm and filled with the smell of food.

Momentarily stunned by the sight, Charlotte suddenly felt that Jerry was quite fit to be a stay-at-home dad. If Jerry

took part in a variety show featuring male celebrities taking care of children, I bet the viewership would be high.

Sasha, who was enjoying being fed, was the first to spot Charlotte and waved at the latter with her tiny hands. “Aunt

Charlotte, over here.”

“I'm not short-sighted. I can see you,” Charlotte said irritably. As she approached the duo, she noticed a piece of

gauze on the left side of Sasha's forehead, and Sasha was not wearing a school uniform.

She stroked Sasha's forehead and asked distressingly, “What happened?”

Sasha was the daughter of Charlotte's second elder sister, Jessica Benson, and Henry Lambert, Charlotte's brother-

in-law. She had a chubby face and looked extremely adorable. Besides, she was only one year younger than

Genevieve's daughter.

“I just fell with a plop!” Sasha gestured with her hands.