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

Charlotte didn’t dare to return home anytime soon. She killed some time in Diana’s place before reluctantly returning home at night.

While on the way, she was thinking of a plan to avoid talking to Kennedy. She was going to swiftly take a bath and bury herself under the blanket and switch off the lights. She figured that Kennedy wouldn’t drag her out of the bed seeing that she was asleep.

However, what she didn’t expect was that Kennedy had come home earlier than usual.

When she entered the house, Kennedy had just finished washing himself. Nathan was standing behind him while he dried Kennedy’s hair using a towel. Upon seeing Charlotte, he only eyed her for a second before averting his gaze.

He was totally ignoring her presence.

Charlotte thought that this was a good thing for her. She headed to a corner and fetched a set of clothes before going into the bathroom.

Charlotte wasted a lot of time in the bathroom because she was dreading the prospect of facing Kennedy.

Suddenly, a knocking sound on the bathroom door broke her reverie.

Charlotte was still thinking about something when a cold voice sounded outside the door.

“Do you think that this bathroom belongs to you? How long are you still going to be inside there?”

Charlotte almost jumped out and slipped upon hearing that. Luckily, she managed to cling to the wall in time.

“I’ll come out in a minute.” Charlotte turned off the shower tap and hurriedly wiped her body dry with her towel. She changed into her clothes with one smooth motion before going out.

She wanted to shy away from him but unfortunately, Kennedy wasn’t going to allow that to happen.

When she was out of the bathroom, her hair was still moist and they were jumbled up messily. Her damp hair hung on her shoulders, and the moisture seeped into her newly changed clothes.

“Are, are you planning to use the bathroom? I’m done.”

After saying that, Charlotte sneakily circled around him in an attempt to put some distance between him and herself.

With a sudden noise, her wrist was grabbed by Kennedy abruptly.

stammered while staring at his hand, “What, what are

a scoff as his other hand slowly turned the wheels of his wheelchair. He faced him

was unperturbed

tiny voice without even meeting his eyes, “I know that. I’ve already gotten rid of the

was that

didn’t come up with any feasible

no clue as to how to

knew very well that the moment this life form appeared inside her, that child was one with him ever

this child, wouldn’t that make her

out a cold laugh, and the pitch of his voice was

was so nervous that her eyelashes were visibly trembling. Her voice got even softer, “I-I-I have really

saying that, with trembling hands, Charlotte produced something that resembled a bill and showed it to Kennedy, “This is

out to take that sheet of

uneasiness lingered in the

hung low, and her still wet hair was dripping water from time to time onto

being serious.” Charlotte added, but her voice was lacking

reckless enough to conspire with you in the forging of

papers were crumpled up and thrown at

through her weak frame. Her

soon. She

her into his embrace. He never gave her any opportunity to wriggle around. He stuffed a plastic bag into her

at her hand and saw that a white tablet was contained inside that

to her, her face paled in comparison as she attempted to discard of that plastic bag. Her intentions only invited Kennedy

arrived at our family with an illegitimate child and obviously you are harbouring some malicious intentions. Do you think that you can run

bag himself and a bloody and vicious smile hung on his

part of the Moore family forever? Come, swallow this tablet, and then I’ll make you

having to think hard, Charlotte knew what that tablet meant. Her face became even paler and her whole body was shaking uncontrollably within his

That proof is not fake at all. I have already aborted my child, please just believe me this

ease and forced her mouth to open. His other hand shoved that

man’s strength. She couldn’t even