Second Marriage novel Chapter 17

Kennedy Moore did not take her seriously, he sneered as he thought that she was pretending.

“I don’t care if you pretend to be pitiful.”

The little figure was not moving at all on the floor.

Kennedy raised his eyebrows.

“Are you done acting?”

Charlotte still did not move at all. Kennedy narrowed his eyes and started guessing as he moved his wheelchair forward.

Now he only noticed her face was as pale as a piece of paper and her lips lost its red color as well.

Kennedy’s heart seemed to be grasped instantly.

After 20 minutes in the hospital’s corridor.

Kennedy was sitting in the wheelchair with a gloomy expression as he was watching Nathan Myron being busy from the front to the back. He then walked towards Kennedy when he was finished.

“What happen to her?” Kennedy asked in an impolite tone.

Nathan replied, “The doctor mentions that there is a blood deficiency and addition of some illness and exhaustion so it hurts the child a little. That’s all.”

Kennedy raised his eyebrows and sneered instantly. “Pretend to be pitiful? How does that even hurt the child?”

“Mr. Kennedy, Ms. Wilson’s complexion is indeed very bad, this is the diagnosis from the hospital.”

Kennedy narrowed his eyes at Nathan and immediately asked back, “Perhaps the hospital diagnosis has gone wrong, what are you planning to do now?”

Kennedy remembered that his previous goal had not been achieved yet. She vomited all the pills he had fed her. His eyes gradually became colder. “Contact the doctor and perform abortion surgery on her.”

Nathan stared at Kennedy. “Ken, Kennedy?”

“Does she think she can keep the child by pretending to be sick?”

“Uh, Ms. Wilson did not do the abortion?”

Nathan rubbed his head. “That’s really too much. She is your wife now. If you let this illegitimate child exist, wouldn't you be the cuckold?”

He couldn’t help but started to imagine Kennedy’s face turning green in this situation.

“Want to die?” A cold voice felt like a basin of cold water awakened Nathan. He turned around subconsciously and nodded. “I will contact the doctor now.”

Nathan left instantly. Kennedy turned his wheelchair towards the ward and the wheels slipped into the white ward quietly.

The nose was full of the smell of disinfectant. The woman's petite and slim figure was lying on the hospital bed with her hands placed neatly on her chest. She had a beautiful and peaceful expression except for the pale face and lip color. She did not look like she was sick but more like just sleeping.

She was obviously a scheming woman but she looked different when she was in coma.

Kennedy approached slowly by the bed.

His black eyes almost gripped Charlotte tightly.

Just pretend right? Otherwise, how did she pass out at such a coincidence timing thinking that she would keep this illegitimate child?

Kennedy could see clearly that Charlotte’s eyelashes were trembling as she slowly opened her eyes.

The newly awakened eyes slowly cleared the mist. Finally, she could see the person in front of her clearly.

Her eyes felt like a pond of cold and clean spring water which was very tranquil as if they were painted by an artist.

It is elegant, deep and heart-warming.

Kennedy was stunned.

The next second, it seemed like a stone being thrown into the spring water surface which caused the waves of ripples.

As Charlotte saw Kennedy, she sat up in fear as her petite body shrank into the corner. Her eyes were filled with trepidation.

He squinted his eyes and gritted his teeth. “Am I a devil?”

You were scarier than a devil.

Charlotte thought silently in her heart. She lowered her eyes as she did not dare look at him directly.

“I beg you, let me keep him.”

After a while, Charlotte begged him quietly.