Her Second Marriage, Being Mr. Moore's New Wife
Chapter 72 Isn’t that What you Want?

"Why should he?" Kennedy spoke coldly.

Charlotte frowned slightly and could not figure it out, "If he was the one who advocated the marriage, then why didn't he reveal it if he found out that I was not Christina?" "Heh." Kennedy raised his eyes and looked at her like an idiot, "Was your brain born to be a poseur?"

"I...... Do you have to say that?”

"Is it necessary?"

Charlotte, "In your eyes, am I a vain, deep-hearted and brainless woman?"

Kennedy pulled his lips and sneered, "You know yourself well."

Hearing this, Charlotte clenched her fist and forced to look at him, "Then how can a woman with a deep heart be brainless? Kennedy, you are talking a bit contradictor."

Kennedy's eyelids jumped and he narrowed his eyes.

This damn woman!

He raised his eyes abruptly, with his harsh gaze shooting at her.

"Say it again?"

Charlotte was startled by his abruptly harsh gaze, and her shoulders subconsciously shrank, but her gaze remained firm as she met him.

"Heh." Kennedy sneered, was this woman an idiot? Obviously she was afraid, but she forced to meet his eyes.

"If you don't have the guts, don't provoke me."

With the fall of his words, the elevator door opened.

Charlotte was so angry that she raised her head and went straight.

When Kennedy wanted to scold her, Charlotte stopped her pace and looked back at him.

Kennedy could see the tangle in Charlotte's eyes.

This woman really could not hide her emotions.

What was in her heart was all on her face and in her eyes.

Charlotte bit her lower lip, stared at Kennedy for a moment, and then turned around.

His thin lips were slightly hooked, and the sharpness under the ink-colored eyes was great. Just when he thought she would come over and pushed him again, Charlotte made a face at him and then said indignantly, "I don't have the guts, come out by yourself."

After saying that, Charlotte ignored Kennedy's face that suddenly became blue, turned around and left.

"Damn it, come back!"

Kennedy's hand nimbly slid the wheelchair out of the elevator.

Charlotte went out of the breakfast store alone. When she was ready to leave by herself, her steps still stopped for a moment, and then she looked for Nathan's figure. He was leaning against the car, so she went over and patted his shoulder.

"Assistant Wilson? Why are you back? Didn't you guys go to have breakfast?"

Charlotte's face was unhappy, and she said, "I quit."

"Why?" Nathan looked behind her and didn't see the figure of Kennedy, so he asked, "Where's Mr. Kennedy?"

Charlotte pursed her lips and said softly, "He's probably still in the elevator, so go check on him."

Nathan couldn't help but stare, "In the elevator? Assistant Wilson? How come you didn't bring Mr. Kennedy out with you? You......"

Before Nathan could finish his words, he suddenly looked at Charlotte's back with wide eyes.

At the same time, Charlotte felt a cold feeling rise up in her back, and she didn't have to think about it to know that it was Kennedy staring at her.

Her body stiffened and she took a step to slip away.

"Dare to take another step forward and you're dead."

Before she could take a step, the cold voice of Kennedy rang out, causing Charlotte's steps to stop in place.

Nathan's eyes rolled and he quickly withdrew from the storm circle and stood at the roadside watching from afar.

Charlotte saw this scene and felt some chagrin in her heart.

Feeling the cold air from Kennedy's body getting closer and closer to her, Charlotte was anxious, clenched her hands and suddenly turned back.

"I didn't mean to treat you like that, it's you who spoke too......" Before she could finish her words, her kneel bumped into the wheelchair. She was in pain and fell into the arms of Kennedy. Kennedy did not expect it and his hand subconsciously held her.

Nathan was so shocked.

How could she fall down at this time?

Charlotte fell into the arms of Kennedy, and her brain was dumbfounded. She could feel Kennedy's big hands squeezing her waist, with the heat of his palm passing through the thin clothes. "Throw yourself to me to make amends?"

A low voice sounded above her head.

Charlotte abruptly raised her head, and her red lips brushed the firm chin of Kennedy.

Kennedy was stunned and darkened his eyes. Charlotte wanted to push him away, but there was no place to put her hands. If she propped up on his body, she was worried that the things in the morning would happen again.

So she could only speak anxiously, "I did not mean to

"You......let me get up." She said in a low voice.

Kennedy's gaze like a wolf fiercely seized her, and then glued on her red lips.

"Did not mean to? Is it an accident? If you want to seduce me, just say it out, I can do what you want." His hands were pinching her waist and slowly tightening, and the temperature of his body was slowly climbing upwards.

Charlotte blushed instantly, bit her lower lip, felt the strange eyes of other people, and fearfully pushed Kennedy, "This, this is outside, do not do this. Let go of me!"

Her voice was panicked. Her eyes showed that she was nervous, like a calm lake suddenly boiling up.

Kennedy hooked his lips, his big hand moved up along her waistline, moving to her back, touching her spine, only to replace that this woman was so thin.

"Let go of me!"

Charlotte pushed him. Kennedy came back to his senses and fiercely pressed her back.

Charlotte stood with a bow, and now she was lying on his body by being pressed by him.

'Mr. Kennedy, even if you want to molest Assistant Wilson, you should look at the occasion.'

However, Nathan only dared to say that in his heart.

"What the hell do you want?" Charlotte was so angry that she clenched her fist, smashing it hard on Kennedy's chest. Kennedy clasped her wrist with no expression, expressionlessly saying, "You are always thinking about how to seduce me, isn't this what you want?"☐☐☐☐☐☐