Her Second Marriage, Being Mr. Moore's New Wife
Chapter 68 Making Eyes

Her voice was deliberately low to prevent Diana from hearing it.

Kennedy's thin lips curved up and he said, "Afraid?"

Charlotte glanced at Diana in front of her.

Today she wore a red skirt, the shape of which outlined her figure very well. Diana's figure had always been very good. Did Kennedy take fancy on her?

Thinking of this, Charlotte clenched her fist and bit her lip, "You know she is my friend, why did you agree to go to breakfast with us? What exactly is your intention?"

"You don't seem to have a clear picture of the situation." Kennedy sneered, with his tone carrying mockery. "It's your friend who invited me, even if it's ill-intentioned, it's your friend who has ill-intentions towards me."

Charlotte: ......

What a reasonable statement and she could not refute!

Not! Diana was not such a person!

"Don't talk nonsense. Diana is just polite to invite you, and she did not expect you would agree." In any case, Charlotte was determined not to believe that Diana was plotting against Kennedy.

Indeed, putting aside the matter of his disability, Kennedy was indeed a very good man, but after all, he was her husband, so it was impossible for Diana to have any thoughts about him.

She believed in Diana's character!

"Heh, naive." Kennedy found this woman was stupid and did not bother to argue with her anymore.

Although Charlotte was furious, she still had to push Kennedy into the elevator and reluctantly pressed the close button.

When the elevator door was about to close, a hand poked into the middle of the door, causing the elevator door to open once again.

Charlotte raised her head and unexpectedly saw a familiar figure.

Manfred's smile was modest and courteous, and his warm gaze swept over her, Kennedy and Diana, "Coincidentally, I ran into you guys so early." "Manfred?" When Diana saw Manfred, she hurriedly turned to the side, "Come in."

"Thank you."

Manfred smiled faintly at her, then walked in and stood next to Kennedy, "Charlotte, Kennedy, why are you so early today?"

As Charlotte wanted to explain, Diana said, "We are about to go out for breakfast, do you want to join us?"

"That's a good idea." Manfred smiled and nodded gently, "Since Miss Nelson invited me, I'll sure go with you." Charlotte was sweaty, but at the same time she was relieved.

If Manfred also went along, should Kennedy......

"Charlotte, you don't look good, take care of your health." Manfred said.

Charlotte's face slightly changed, nodded dully in the face of Manfred's gentle gaze, and then lowered her eyes.

The big brother of Kennedy seemed to be overly concerned about her. Even though it was only some polite words, but he made Charlotte confused. Because Kennedy would misunderstand her.

"Kennedy, how is your leg lately? Has the old injury recurred?" After caring for Charlotte, Manfred began to ask about Kennedy's injury.

Kennedy pursed his lips, and the breath on his body was cold and icy.

"No."

Compared to the gentle Manfred, Kennedy was really cold, Charlotte thought.

Diana thought Manfred was a gentle man. His girlfriend should be happy because he would take care of anything.

But Diana still could not help but look at Kennedy.

She always felt that such a man let people have the desire to conquer, because his breath was cold.

This type of man was cold when he did not love you.

But as soon as he fell in love with you, he would become passionate like fire.

The sharpness in Diana's eyes was even more determined when at the thought of it.

The four people had different thoughts, and soon they walked out of the elevator. Diana went to drive, with the intention of letting Kennedy sit in her car, but she ignored Kennedy was sitting in a wheelchair. The wheelchair was very inconvenient to get into her car. Fortunately at this time Nathan came, so Kennedy went back to his car and let Charlotte push him over.

After the two left, Diana looked at the back of Kennedy and was disappointed.

"Miss Nelson, you can sit in my car?"

Diana came back to her senses, looked at the warm smile of Manfred at her side, hooked her lips, and shook her head, "No. I have my own car, let's both drive ourselves, and it's convenient to go to work later on."

Manfred nodded.

Charlotte pushed Kennedy into the car, and then found a seat for herself, and then watched Diana and Manfred drove away.

"Want to take the car of Manfred?" Kennedy suddenly asked in a cold voice.

Hearing this, Charlotte returned to her senses and gave him a puzzled look.

Kennedy raised his eyes and stared at her with a sneer.

"I guessed wrong? The person who was making eyes with him in the elevator was not you?"

When did she make eyes with Manfred? Charlotte was furious, "Don't accuse people of wrongdoing!" "You are smart to make Manfred to care about you."

Charlotte: ......

She clenched her teeth, her hands tightened silently, and the joints on her fingers slightly became pale.

"Just a question, do you have to misunderstand me?" Charlotte bit her lower lip, and fearlessly met Kennedy's cold eyes. Kennedy fell her eyes on her face. When he was about to say something, Charlotte lost her fist and turned her head away. "You can say whatever you like."

She did not want to make a defense, anyway Kennedy's view of her would not change.

She looked out the window and saw the scenes constantly brushing by.

The fact that she married to the Moore family was perhaps sadness.

At the thought of her mother treating herself like that that night, Charlotte's breath instantly fell, filling the entire carriage. Manfred felt it. He looked at Charlotte with a complex expression. He just said a few words, did he really misunderstand her? But why did he care about her?

If she did not do anything, or gave some hints, would Manfred be like this?

Why did she act like this?

A woman who can even squeeze out her own sister in order to marry into the Moore family, how good would she be?