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

Charlotte lay on her bed and took out her cell phone to check the time.

It was almost time for Kennedy to go to sleep. She would wait a little longer.

But she fell asleep in the end. When she woke up, it was already the next morning.

When she got up, Kennedy was not in the bed. She grabbed her phone and saw that it was almost time to go to work.

She quickly got out of bed and lay down on the edge of Kennedy’s bed.

Fortunately, the delicate button was still there.

Charlotte reached out her hand and tried to grasp the button, but it was a long way off. As her fingertips just touched it, instead of grabbing the button back, she pushed it out.

She almost fainted when she saw the button roll farther away from her.

Her position was now so limited that she could not reach it any further.

Charlotte could only get up to the other side to try to get it, but it was farther from the other side.

“What are you doing?”

A cold voice suddenly sounded.

Charlotte was scared out of her wits.

It was the voice of Kennedy. Wasn't it time to go to work? How did he suddenly come back? Charlotte lay there motionless, for she did not yet know how to react. What if she got up and gave herself away?

But that she lay there motionless made Kennedy suspicious. Kennedy narrowed his eyes and slid the wheelchair towards her. When he was near, Charlotte got up and grabbed an ear stud in her hand.

“I lost my ear stud here.”

Kennedy looked to her and found a shining ear stud in her hand.

“You look nervous?”

Charlotte was suffocated. “No.”

eyebrow and slid the wheelchair closer. The powerful male breath slowly came toward her, “Why do you look around and have sweat on

a big step back and stepped out of the circle of Kennedy's powerful aura. “I tried to have my ear stud. It's a hot. And I

for the bathroom. She needed

wheelchair, and if no one helped him, he wouldn't have had a chance to see what was under the bed, so the button would have

go

study and let her to find Gerald Carter to,= talk about the cooperation. Plus he told her not to tell

not know what to do

had different ideas. It's really difficult for her

dare not disobey the

a while. She got up and went out. After getting into the taxi, she said to the driver, “Hello, this address

driver the

directly to the front desk and found she had

can't meet Mr. Gerald without an appointment. What can I do for you?” The receptionist stared at her suspiciously, with her eyes fixing on what she

flushed by being stared. She thought of Kennedy’s words last night and what happened at the

had to change

back this

left the Carter Group. She did not ask for leave from Kennedy. In these days, Kennedy did not need her help. Plus Mr. Reynold asked her not

to her post secretly and sat down for a while. She

Group, telling her purpose and identity, but the other side hung up the phone directly. Charlotte was puzzled

you call again to harass us, don't blame us to be

side snapped off the

the phone

side seemed to be tough. Gerald could have said

did not work. She could only tell

the time to get off the work, Diana made a phone call to Charlotte to ask

Charlotte agreed.

pushed Kennedy out of the office. Seeing him,

so he should not know that she had went out this

“Assistant Wilson.”

Assistant Wilson instead of Ms. Wilson,

it was he sent her the

and nodded to

so dazzling that Kennedy's deep eyes were uncomfortable and

if he moved his finger. Now the breath on his body was a little