Her Second Marriage, Being Mr. Moore's New Wife

Nathan’s words were like a punch in her gut. Charlotte could only lower her gaze dejectedly.

“I know that…”

Nathan only realized that his tone was too grave when he saw Charlotte’s shift in her mood, “I know that my words are ugly, but you should understand what I’m to say, Ms. Wilson. Anyway, you were to never bring this up ever again, otherwise nothing I can do will save you from your troubles.”

After finishing his sentence, Nathan turned around and left.

If Charlotte was someone who was sensible, she would choose not to mention this again.

Charlotte continued to stand motionless in that corner for five minutes more before knocking on the door.

“Come in.” Kenney’s voice was seeping with coldness and indifference, and there was still a hint of anger mixed within.

Kennedy was not seated like how he was usually behind his desk, but rather he was taking in the city views outside the French window. With the coldness in his voice at the back of her mind, Charlotte inched forward silently.

There was a depressing silence hanging over the room. When Kennedy sensed that the visitor had no intention to initiate a conversation, he spun around his wheelchair with a frown on his face.

What came into his view was Charlotte’s pale and sickly face.

Kennedy asked with a frown on his face, “What are you doing here?”

Charlotte raised her head and met his deep eyes, “I’m, I’m your assistant after all.”

Did he completely forget about what had happened previously?

Upon hearing that, Kennedy couldn’t help lifting the corner of his lips and let out a cold laugh, “Do you think that I have any use for an assistant who don’t even know how to make coffee?”

Charlotte bit her lips while clenching her fists.

“I will try my best next time. I wonder what suits your taste buds? Can you tell me?”

“Even if I tell you, do you think you can make one that is exactly to my liking?”

Charlotte nodded.

Kennedy formed an ironic smile on his face, “You really think you are capable of doing that?”

Nevertheless, he still wanted to give her a chance. He placed the cup of coffee in his hands onto his desk and said, “I’ll only give you one chance. Make one that exactly tastes like this one.”

Charlotte stared at that cup of coffee momentarily before picking it up and turning around to leave the room.

the documents on the desk to study it. After ten minutes had passed by,

of it opening at

wasn’t coming

need to use more than ten minutes to make a cup

silently, and there was

his patience? How could she take away his cup of

Kennedy furiously replaced his documents on the desk. He was about to check on her, but at

appeared with a wary look on her face while carrying a cup of coffee into the room. She

wasted twenty minutes of my time.”

voice sounded, and it was like a huge impact crashing on

timidly, “But you didn’t mention any time limit just now.”

words catch in his throat. His fury suddenly caused

shouting match.

coffee slowly permeated the room.

got a whiff of that aroma and an imperceptible shift occurred on his face. His eyes were narrowed into a straight

but I promise you that I’ve tried my best.”

as he could, but when he saw her

pet who was

and hold the cup of

a sip and a dangerous gaze appeared in

to sense the sudden shift in his temperament, so she reflexively took a step back and stared

backing off?” Kennedy raised his eyebrows and looked at her unhappily, “Are you

could only nibble

as if her thoughts had

another sip before finally returning the cup to her. Charlotte took

somewhere else, and

inside Charlotte. A subdued smile appeared on her face, “Are you serious? Does that mean that I can stay

Her voice was lively…

She always had this frightened look on her face and it was evident she was living her life here with fear all the time. However, a smile broke

was as if something unnoticeable was slowly infiltrating the deepest

tie hanging down from his neck and snorted, “Who told you that you can stay here? What are

topic up out of nowhere, and Charlotte instantly paled

So it seems that you’re going to

“How can you

with hostility, “He is innocent, but are you innocent too? If that child learns that his mother is actually a scheming and calculative person, not to mention someone who likes keeping up appearances, he would regret

like blades of knife slashing at Charlotte’s heart. Her face was drained of