The next five months?

At first, he didn't know what she was referring to, but a moment later he suddenly realized that she was referring to the agreement they had signed.

Then, Kennedy was in a rage and said angrily, "You still remember that agreement?"

Charlotte stood with his back against him. Hearing that, her shoulders obviously shivered a bit and she nodded after a moment.

How could she forget that agreement?

That agreement had drawn an unbridgeable line between them, and as long as it was there, she would restrain her heart from continuing to fall in love with him.

"So you're mad at me about the agreement?" Kennedy seemed to realize something and his tone became light.

"...No." Charlotte's words broke off Kennedy's light in his heart.

His brightened eyes dimmed at the moment, like thousands of stars suddenly covered by clouds, and the surrounding became dark.

Charlotte could feel the man's breath getting cold behind her, and the temperature around her also dropped. She had already had the quilt ready and lay down directly.

It was silent in the room.

Charlotte was in insomnia tonight, may be the new quilt had smell, which made her fall asleep until the early morning.

In the dream, she seemed to be stared by a wolf fiercely, feeling cold on back. She was trembling, how would there be a wolf staring at her?

She subconsciously wanted to step back, only to replace that it was endless abyss on the back. And then she fall down into it.

Charlotte woke up with a start, with her whole body in cold sweat.

When she opened her eyes, she felt that the air was weird, turned around and found Kennedy's deep and cold eyes, which were as red as the blood. It was the same in her dream. Charlotte suddenly seized the quilt and sat up. She was sleepy, but now seeing Kennedy's look, her drowsiness disappeared.

He looked like a fierce wolf and was ready to pounce on her to tear her to pieces.

"What, what are you doing?"

Why didn't he sleep and came to watch her?

Kennedy stared at her with eye reds, "Charlotte, how dare cheat on me?"

"What are you talking about?" Charlotte was so frightened by him that her heart beat wildly.

A bunch of photos were thrown in front of her. She didn't know what they were at first. She took a look at her before she picked them up.

After seeing the picture clearly, Charlotte widened her eyes, looking at it in disbelief.

It was she and Manfred had hot pot yesterday? Why did they get caught on camera?

No wonder she had been feeling someone was following her yesterday afternoon; it wasn't her imagination!

"Who gave you these pictures?" Charlotte looked up and asked anxiously.

Kennedy showed a malicious smile, "Are you anxious?"

Charlotte pulled back the quilt and stood up. "No, don't believe these photos. I..."

"The picture is fake?" Kennedy sneered, "huh?"

"It's not fake, but it's definitely not what you think. I just had dinner with Manfred. I'm not cuckolding you."

She walked to Kennedy trying to explain, but Kennedy lifted his big hand, dragged her into the bosom and pinched her chin with one hand.

"It's dinner, what will you do next time??" He was angry and the seemed to be fire on his body to burn Charlotte to ashes.

"Kennedy, let go of me. Don't say these words to insult me. There is nothing between me and Manfred, we are innocent. We just had a meal together."

"Really?" Kennedy sneered and pinched her chin with more strength, "How could a woman like you be innocent? If I don't teach you a lesson, you really don't know who you are." "You're hurting me, let go..."

Before she could finish her words, Kennedy stopped her.

He kissed her again!

Charlotte widened her and twisted her body trying to break free from him.

Charlotte's pajamas were immediately torn.

She wanted to exclaim, but could not open her mouth.

She tried to push him away, but his force on her waist was with great strength and he hugged her tightly.

Kennedy being like this was like a devil, making her afraid.

"Say it, what did you do with him?"

Charlotte bit her lower lips, but said nothing, staring at Kennedy.

He sneered, "Say it."

Charlotte's eyes were red. "Nothing! Don't ask me if you don't believe me!'

"Good." Kennedy's voice became hoarse, "Don't blame me if you don't say it!" Charlotte, ".

11

As soon as she realized what he meant, she felt a sharp pain.

Kennedy achieved his purpose and sneered, "Say it or not?"

His words succeeded in making Charlotte blush.

"Kennedy, you...you let go of me."

"Let go, are you sure?"

Tip: You can use left, right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.Tap the middle of the screen to reveal Reading Options.

If you replace any errors (non-standard content, ads redirect, broken links, etc..), Please let us know so we can fix it as soon as possible.

Report