Marry Me Twice (Kennedy and Charlotte)
Chapter 58 Fetal Movement

Seeing Charlotte's pretty face was about to hit the front, Nathan wanted to get up, but someone was faster than him. Kennedy reached out his arms, held her thin shoulders tightly, and pulled her in his direction with the force in his hands. The petite figure fell into Kennedy's arms. Nathan, sitting in the front, saw this, and didn't say the words he wanted to say. "Go to the hospital."

The man in the back seat ordered in a clear, cold voice.

"Yes."

Charlotte did not faint; she endured the pain for too long and lost her consciousness. She thought she would hit the front seat. However, a pair of strong hands held her, and she was circled into a wide but cold embrace.

Charlotte looked up and saw Kennedy's firm chin and beautiful Adam's apple. His aura was cold but gave her a warm and safe feeling.

Again!

He helped her again, and was he going to say something that would hurt her again after helping her?

Realizing it, Charlotte stretched her hands and pushed Kennedy, "I don't need your help."

Her strength was small and she was not feeling well, so she didn't push him at all.

"What's the matter?" Although Kennedy didn't take the push seriously, he was not pleased with her action and tone.

"I don't need your help!" Earlier she was in severe pain and was still a bit muddled when she was helped to the car, but now she was in Kennedy's arms, and his chilly scent made her consciousness clear. The phone rang again, Charlotte thought that Diana might have arrived, so she said, "I want to get off!"

Hearing that, Kennedy frowned and looked at her coldly.

"What did you say?"

His gaze was a bit harsh, like a knife falling on Charlotte's face. Charlotte froze, but she still stubbornly biting her lower lip, "Am I not an outsider for you? In that case, please let me get off the car. It is none of your business"

Sitting in the front, Nathan and the driver were astonished.

"Missus, was this really good for you? You dared to say such words to Kennedy, you were really... too courageous."

Sure enough, the temperature in the car dropped rapidly.

"What did you say? Say it again?"

Charlotte bit her lower lip, feeling the pressure surrounding her, and she simply had nowhere to escape.

Say it again? Charlotte raised her head and noticed Kennedy was in great anger, as if she only needed to say one more word, he would reach out and strangle her without hesitation. Thinking for a while, Charlotte didn't repeat her words, and asked, "Will it be different if I say it again? I'm not a repeater! Anyway, I want to get off."

Kennedy did not move.

"I want to get off!" Charlotte firmly stressed it again.

The next second, Kennedy pinched her chin, with a force so strong that it almost crushed her bones.

"Stop talking or you will be thrown out of the car. Then, you and your child will not survive."

Hearing that, Charlotte's pale face became even worse, her lips shivering, "Kennedy, you are a devil!"

Kennedy sneered, "Devil? I really regret that I promised you to keep that bastard. A coward like him, are you out of your mind to keep the child for him?"

Charlotte bit her lower lip. Aldrich was not the child's father at all!

But she didn't know how to explain it to Kennedy. She did not know who the father of the child was. Suddenly she was really angry and said, "You know nothing at all!" Kennedy sneered and said nothing to her.

Charlotte finally became silent and the phone rang again. Kennedy looked at her, who was concerned about her so much?

Charlotte bent down to pick up the phone, at the same time Kennedy loosened his grip on her.

"Hello?"

"Lottie? I've arrived at the entrance of your company, where are you now? How are you doing? I'm sorry, there was a traffic jam!"

In the quiet car, the concern in the female voice was clear.

Hearing a woman's voice, Kennedy didn't pay any more attention.

"I'm fine. I'm already on my way to the hospital now." After saying that, Charlotte wiped the cold sweats from her forehead.

Kennedy snorted. You said you were fine while there was so much pain?

"Really? Did you take a taxi?"

"I'll explain to you later, let you... run for nothing, sorry."

"We are good friends. You don't need to be sorry. Call me back later."

"Okay."

The callers confirmed several times, and hang up the phone.

Charlotte put away the phone, leaned backwards and lay on the cushioned seat. She stroked her belly subconsciously.

It still hurt so much...

The fetus would be safe, right?

About fifteen minutes later, the car stopped in front of the hospital.

"Mr. Kennedy, Miss Wilson, we arrived."

The woman sitting in the seat did not move.

Kennedy frowned, "Get off the car quickly."

Charlotte was motionless. Nathan turned his head to look and spoke carefully, "Mr. Kennedy, she seems... to have passed out." What? Kennedy's eyebrows jumped, this damn woman, she pretended she was fine earlier, now she passed out?

A few minutes later, Charlotte was put on a stretcher and carried into the emergency room.

Nathan pushed Kennedy, who was sitting in a wheelchair, to the emergency room and waited, "Miss Wilson should be okay, right?"

No one responded to him, Nathan didn't feel bored, and continued, "I suddenly remembered, Miss Wilson has been covering her belly just now, will her child be safe? Besides, didn't Miss Wilson drink last night? Pregnant women shouldn't drink at all."

Hearing that, Kennedy frowned.

"But last night Miss Wilson drank a lot..." Nathan subconsciously stopped and swallowed his saliva, looking at Kennedy.

Kennedy raised his eyebrows, releasing his icy aura.

"You are very idle?"

Hearing that, Nathan covered his mouth and shook his head hard.

Kennedy closed his eyes, "Call me when it finishes."

"Mr. Kennedy, are we going to wait here? Not going back?"

Kennedy frowned, "Do you want the doctor to come out and replace no one is with her?"

Thinking for a while, Nathan nodded, "Well, then we'll wait here."

Time passed, and the emergency room door finally opened. The doctor came out and took off the mask: "Who is Charlotte's relative?"

Nathan immediately raised his hands and pointed at Kennedy.

The doctor's gaze at Kennedy suddenly became unpleasant, "You are her husband, right? What did you do as a husband? She had excessive intake of alcohol and the fetus is unstable now. Do you still want this child?"

Kennedy frowned. Did it have anything to do with him?

"Besides, her stomachache has lasted for a long time, why did you bring her to the hospital so late?"00000☐☐☐☐☐☐☐