Her Second Marriage, Being Mr. Moore's New Wife
Chapter 79 Does Mr. Kennedy like her?

"Mr. Kennedy, according to the materials, Assistant Wilson was once abducted and sold when she was small."

When Nathan's words rang out, Kennedy happened to see the place he was talking about.

"Because Assistant Wilson was different from other children, she was locked up alone in a small dark room. The police said she was locked up in the room for three days, without water or food, and no one ever came to her."

Hearing this, Kennedy's hand silently tightened.

"Three days later the traffickers went in and beat her up. When the police found her, Assistant Wilson was already dying and it took a long time to save her."

Speaking here, Nathan paused and said, "At that time, Assistant Wilson was only four or five years old."

Kennedy felt as if something had hit his heart hard and crumpled the materials into a ball. Nathan reminded, "Mr. Kennedy, are you all right?"

At the word, Kennedy's eyes changed and fixed on Nathan. Nathan immediately did not dare to speak.

"Assistant Wilson was locked into the house yesterday. After the power outage, the darkness of the room probably made her recall her memory, so that's why she looked like this."

An experience like that was desperate for a child of four or five years old at that time.

What kind of state of mind was she in to get through it?

Kennedy suddenly thought of the bewildered eyes when she heard that she was told to get out of the Moore family, and later she talked to him for the chance to stay. "Go to the hospital."

Kennedy tossed the materials aside, and then rolled the wheelchair towards the outside.

Hospital.

Charlotte had slept for a whole night. Nanny Chan guarded her all night but did not see her eyes open. The doctor came to check and gave her an infusion. Then Kennedy was here and Nanny Chan got up.

"Mr. Kennedy, you're here."

"Nanny Chan, has she awake?"

Nanny Chan shook her head, "No, I've been watching here all night, Mrs. Moore has not opened her eyes."

Hearing the words, Kennedy was shocked.

"But the doctor did come to see and said her emotions have recovered. Everything is normal, and she should soon be able to wake up."

The she added, "I think the doctor is right. Since Mrs. Moore will soon wake up, I will go back and bring some fresh food over."

"Mm." Kennedy answered in a hoarse voice.

Nathan also had a hoarse voice, "Nanny Chan, you've stayed up all night, let me take you back."

"No, no, I'll take a bus. I'll be there soon. You and Mr. Kennedy have heavy dark circles under your eyes, did you both not rest all night?"

Sure Nathan did not sleep last night, but did Kennedy not sleep all night too?

Nathan pushed his body forward to check the circles under the eyes of Kennedy.

"Looking for death?" However, as he just put his head in front of him, Kennedy's gloomy gaze fell on his face, and Nathan immediately backed up. "You didn't sleep because of Assistant Wilson?"

Kennedy knitted his eyebrows.

"Mr. Kennedy, have you noticed that you treat Assistant Wilson..."

"What do you want to say?" Kennedy's voice was cold and arrogant.

Nathan licked his lips and said nervously, "Mr. Kennedy......do you like Assistant Wilson?"

Kennedy's pupils shrunk, abruptly he turned back and stared at Nathan.

Nathan fiercely took a big step backwards. He was so nervous that his forehead was sweating, "Mr. Kennedy, I was just kidding!"

Kennedy did not say anything, but his expression and eyes were clearly extra fierce. Nathan suddenly regretted and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"If you don't like Assistant Wilson, you can just deny it.?"

Nathan heard the sound of joints rattling. If Kennedy punched him, his bone could be broken, so he quietly moved his steps backwards.

At this time, the person lying on the hospital bed coughed twice, resolving the stalemate.

Kennedy immediately turned his head and rolled his wheel to the hospital bed after hearing Charlotte's cough, "Pour a glass of water."

Nathan poured a cup of warm water as fast as he could and handed it up.

Charlotte had been asleep for a long time. When she opened her eyes, she was still a little uncomfortable with the light in the room and closed her eyes again. When she reopened them, she saw a handsome and familiar face.

Charlotte's eyes were dull. She was still in a state of unconsciousness.

Looking at her eyes, Kennedy wondered if she would act like yesterday.

The next second, Charlotte closed her eyes. The expression on her face was a bit painful, and she coughed lightly again.

"Sit up." Kennedy helped her get up, Nathan went forward to hand her water, "Assistant Wilson, drink water first."

Lying on the bed, Charlotte did not sit up, nor did she take Nathan's water.

"Assistant Wilson?"

Charlotte didn't move, but lay there quietly, looking straight at Kennedy's eyes.

This look of hers made people scared.

Kennedy did not pay attention to Charlotte's eyes and reached out to help Charlotte sit up.

However, before he touched Charlotte, his hand was slapped away by Charlotte with great effort. Nathan: ......

Kennedy:

Kennedy frowned slightly, narrowed his eyes and looked at her.

The way she looked at him seemed to have hatred.

Was he wrong, or did she really hate him? Did she blame him for locking her in the room?

"Go away!" After a few moments of staring at each other, Charlotte said. Her voice sounded dry and withered.

Kennedy's brow knitted deeper. His voice gradually got cold, "Do you know who you are talking to?"

Charlotte bit her lower lip and did not answer.

"Get up."

He ordered.

She did not move.

Kennedy reached out his hand, and Charlotte tried to slap him away, but she failed. This time he simply clasped her wrist and helped her up with the other hand holding her back. Charlotte was slim, so she was light, plus she was hungry, so she had little strength.

So all of a sudden, she was lifted up by Kennedy.

"Let go of me!" She struggled angrily. The place where the needle was stuck in her hand was crooked, and then blood oozed out......