Her Second Marriage, Being Mr. Moore's New Wife

Chapter 108 Childish Kennedy

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Charlotte suddenly sneezed in her deep sleep and woke up.

She looked at the ceiling of the room with drowsy eyes for a long time before she realized that she

unconsciously wanted to pull the quilt.

But a pair of hands, faster than she could move, pulled the quilt before she could move.

Charlotte looked at the man --

"Mr. Kennedy..." Charlotte wanted to sit up.

Kennedy glanced at her and said, “You have slept half an hour and kicked quilt, do you think you are a

child?"

This made Charlotte stand in situ, looked at him at a loss.

What was wrong with him?

"I -- I don't know." In the end, Charlotte could only stammer and explain.

She seemed to have a habit of kicking the quilt, but she didn't expect Kennedy would cover her up.

"Stupid." Kennedy glanced at her and took back his eyes.

Charlotte flushed, subconsciously wanted to bite her lower lip. Kennedy at this time said, “Do you want

to add a new wound?"

Then Charlotte's action stopped, and she looked at him in a complex way.

"Go home." As the words fall, Kennedy turned to roll the wheelchair away from her bedside.

Charlotte lifted the quilt to sit up. As she wanted to ask what to wear, she saw a suit of clothes at the

end of the bed, as if it was prepared for her.

Then she got up and took the clothes to the bathroom.

Kennedy turned back and saw Charlotte walk in a strange posture. He could not help but show a smile.

When changing clothes, Charlotte once again lamented the traces on her body. She was still distressed

because of these traces, but now knowing that they were from Kennedy, she suddenly felt relieved.

Then, she slowly walked out from the bathroom to Kennedy.

"Shall we go back now?

Kennedy stared at her.

He had taken the dress from the closet at home, and it was a pale blue dress that framed her figure to

the extreme, but Kennedy narrowed his eyes, took off his coat.

"Put on."

Charlotte paused and took the coat, but did not put it on.

"Disgust?" He asked.

Hearing this, Charlotte shook her head.

"Then why?”

Charlotte said in a low voice, "This suit is very expensive, right? If I wear it and you will throw it away,

so I'll give it back to you." Charlotte handed the suit to him.

Kennedy froze. He did not expect that. He said in a cold voice, frowning, “Do you want to declare what

happened to us last night?"

Charlotte paused, her face slightly went pale.

“I don't!”

How dare she think so? She hadn't thought of that.

Charlotte instantaneously understood, he gave her a suit because he did not want to let others see her

traces.

Thinking of this, Charlotte silently put on his suit and covered up her neck.

The suit made her like a child wearing adult's clothes. It was awkward, but Kennedy felt inexplicably

pleased and said, “Go."

"Ok." Charlotte followed him out of the room.

Although a day has passed, Charlotte still walked in a strange way. She felt sore on both legs with

every step. But what if she walked like this and was suspected? So Charlotte could only force herself to

walk with a normal posture.

Sitting on the car, Charlotte suddenly thought of something.

"Where's my phone?"

Kennedy did not answer her.

Charlotte was worried, because her previous mobile phone had been confiscated by Kennedy, then

Diana gave her a mobile phone, but now she lost it again. She had no idea if Gerald took it or Kennedy

took it.

"Mr. Kennedy, you said as long as I go to the party with you, you will give back the phone."

Kennedy frowned deeply, “What did you call me?"

Charlotte paused for a moment, “Mr. Kennedy... What's wrong with it?"

“Who told you to call me that?” Kennedy irritability roared.

Charlotte became frightened and shrunk inside the suit.

“Didn't you tell me to call you that?”

Kennedy, “...Don't call that again."

Charlotte, “...What shall I call you?"

Kennedy failed to answer that. He suddenly looked at her maliciously and warned, “Forbid to call me

that.”

The air was still for a few minutes. Charlotte lowered her head.

"Got it."

"When will you give the phone back to me?"

"What else do you see in your eyes besides mobile phone?" Kennedy was to be driven by this woman,

now the most important thing was that mobile phone?

Charlotte was wronged, and her eyes reddened unconsciously. "You asked me to go with you to the NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

party and then you would return my phone to me. I didn't beg you!"

Seeing her was about to cry, Kennedy could only say, "I will give it back when we get home."

The car was quiet.

Nathan sitting in front was speechless.

Why did he feel that Kennedy was a little childish?

And what was he manic about?

The car quickly arrived at the Moore’s. Charlotte almost fell when she got off the car, fortunately she

stood stably.

She followed Kennedy into the house. Reynold and Manfred were the living room. Manfred got up and

smiled at them.

"Kennedy, Charlotte, you are back."

"Yes." Kennedy nodded and walked to the elevator.

Reynold was angered by his attitude, got up and said, “Stop there, do you have me in your eyes?"

Apparently, no.

Otherwise, Kennedy would say hello to him.

Kennedy stopped his pace, Charlotte naturally did not dare to go forward. She subconsciously

tightened the suit jacket, in case marks on her neck would be revealed.

“Yes?” His voice was cold.

Reynold sneered, “What are you going to do with the Carter family? You disabled him last time. What

are you going to do this time? How did Gerald Carter offend you?"

Charlotte was shocked.

Was Reynold losing his temper because of the matter of the Carter family? Since the incident last time,

Charlotte was now very worried Kennedy would do something to Gerald. And this time, she did not

know what he would do.

"How did he offend me? I don't have to tell you."