Marry Me Twice (Kennedy and Charlotte)
Chapter 175 Psychological Stress

When arrived by the car, Diana put Kennedy up, and then did not get off again. Charlotte stood in situ angrily. At this moment, a car stopped in front of her. When the window was rolled down, she saw Manfred. "Are you going to the company? I can drop you off." The coldness in Manfred's eyes had disappeared. He was still gentle and polite.

Charlotte subconsciously looked toward Kennedy and found Diana bent over to arrange something for him, and Kennedy seemed to looked toward her intentionally, but he withdrew his vision as if he didn't

care.

"Charlotte, come here quickly." Diana looked back and wave toward her.

Charlotte, "...No need."

Inexplicably, Charlotte refused her, and then before they had response, she pulled open Manfred's car door and sat in.

"Please give me a ride, drive."

Through the rearview mirror, Manfred had a look and nodded, "Ok."

The car drove away, but the car behind did not move.

Nathan sat in front, looked at Diana who sat behind and said, "Miss Nelson, why don't you ask Mrs. Moore to get in the car?"

Hearing that, Diana was wronged, "I called her, but she doesn't want to come."

Diana showed a face of regret, "She seems to have a good relationship with Manfred, otherwise I would like to get off to take her here personally."

Nathan wrinkled eyebrows and took a more look at Diana after hearing that.

Wasn't this woman Charlotte's good friend? But why did he feel she wanted to steal her man?

Since she had showed up, Nathan had been a faint sense of this hunch, and now this feeling became stronger.

"If you don't get in Mr. Kennedy's car, probably Mrs. Moore would have a place to sit." Nathan could not help but accuse her.

Diana's face suddenly became pale.

"Well, it seems to be my fault, then. I didn't think so much, Mr. Kennedy... Excuse me, I'm getting off now!"

With that, Diana was to get off.

"No."

Kennedy stopped her and put on a cold face, "Drive."

Nathan, "But Mr. Kennedy..."

Kennedy snorted, "When you can decide?"

Nathan, "Ok!"

He bit teeth and took a look at Diana.

This woman must have an evil heart!

And she pretended to be pathetic!

He had to replace a chance to remind Charlotte that silly woman lest her husband was stolen.

The car was moving forward slowly. Manfred turned on the music in the car, and it was an old European ballad playing. The female voice was clear but slow, which brought people's mind in that old song "Are you unhappy?" Asked Manfred suddenly.

Charlotte, "What?"

"You're jealous when you see him with another woman."

Manfred said directly.

But Charlotte's face changed.

"Manfred, don't talk nonsense. Diana is my friend, she won't have feeling for him!"

Hearing this, Manfred couldn't help but curl his lips and let out a low laugh, which was low and melodious in the old folk songs. "How do you know she doesn't have feeling for him? What is she does?" "Impossible!" Charlotte said confirmedly!

She was confirmed and stubborn and looked as serious and cute as a child.

Manfred could not help but take a look at her, "You do believe her."

"Diana is my best friend." Charlotte said seriously.

Manfred took a look at her and suddenly showed a smile.

"No matter what happens, you will not suspect?"

Charlotte nodded directly without hesitation. She was good with Diana, and in recent days Diana helped her a lot. She was a best friend who would try her best to help her.

For the life of her, she could not believe that she would do something wrong to her.

She was just worried about Kennedy...

When Charlotte thought about that, she did not know Manfred had stared at her for a long time. Until the red light turned into green light, he took back his eyes and said in a low voice. "Have you got the dress ready for the party tonight?"

Charlotte came back to her sense and thought of the exposed red dress Diana bought her yesterday. She paused and did not answer.

"What's the matter? Are you not ready?" Manfred suddenly took a beautifully packaged box from behind and handed it to her.

Charlotte looked at the box without reaching out her hand to take it.

"Considering that you might not prepare it in advance, I chose one for you. I don't know whether you like it or not."

Without waiting for an answer, Manfred put the box in her arms. "See if it fits later."

Charlotte held the box at a loss.

What was going on? Why did so many people give her dress?

Diana bought her one yesterday, and Zain sent her a message and said that Megan would send one over today.

Suddenly, Charlotte felt as if she had the most dress in the world.

Thinking of this, Charlotte quickly handed the box back, "No need, Manfred... Diana had helped me get it ready."

Hearing that, Manfred was stunned and then he smiled leisurely.

"Never mind, you can take it. Try it on, and wear whatever you like. You can't ask me to take it back since I have given this present to you."

So, if Charlotte gave it back to him, it was not right.

So Charlotte had to accept the box.

"Thank you, Manfred."

"Don't be so polite. Don't avoid me anymore. I lent money to your mother last time, because I felt sorry that you stood in the street being beat and scolded." "You can't let me leave you alone, right?"

That seemed to make sense. Charlotte pressed her lips and nodded, "Thank you for helping me out last time, but I'll pay you back the money eventually." "Fool. I am not urgent to use that three hundred thousand, and I have said it was my gift to you."

"No!" Charlotte shook her head and refused him solemnly, "Manfred, I will return the money to you, please don't give me psychological pressure."

"Since you said that, it doesn't seem good if I refuse. All right, work hard to make money and try to pay back three hundred thousand early. But it is not easy to earn three hundred thousand. When you make money, take good care of youself."

"Thank you, Manfred, I know."

After arriving at the company, Charlotte got off the car of Manfred. Many people had not come out because they had to attend the anniversary party today, and it was still early, so there was no one in the company.☐☐☐☐☐☐