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

“Enough!” Kennedy grasped her wrist, trying to pull her away.

Charlotte didn’t give up and stepped forward, “You haven’t answered my question yet.”

Blue veins were popping out on his forehead, as Kennedy encircled her waist, trying to push her away, but Charlotte was so pestering that she relied on her instincts to act. Once being forced to move away again, she grabbed hold of his neck and sitting onto his thighs.

The throng stupefied.

His fellows whispered, “Do you need any help?” They went forward and attempted to grip her arms.

Kennedy turned his fierce eyes, “Back off!”

Their stout arms suspended in midair.

Nathan raved how reckless these people were. They were not observant enough to find out the nervousness across his face.

Kennedy was plagued by Charlotte all the time. She sat there with her hands over his neck. The sweet and silky breath wrapped over, and integrated with his powerful mind.

He pinched around her waist, and asked with a hoarse voice, “Do you really want to know?”

Charlotte pouted her red lips and bent down, leaning against his shoulder and mumbled, “I’m so sleepy.”

He was speechless.

Did she get sleepy right after flirting with him?

“Oh, woman, you have no chance.”

Kennedy pushed his wheelchair with his free hand, and Nathan instructed his fellows right away, “Get the car ready. Let’s get out of here first.”

He followed Kennedy and left the man behind.

On their way back, Charlotte remained in Kennedy’s arms. She kept making small gestures, pinching his ears, or raking her fingers across his skin. Kennedy’s desires were stirred up.

know how he got this way, but

her hand and held her hand down to keep her from

stared straight ahead with his grim face, “Speed

back sooner, he could barely imagine what

mindfulness was almost worn out

couldn’t go on like

on the accelerator, and looked at the two of them through

Kennedy tolerate a drunken lady lying in his

dead voice came through and cast a chill over Nathan. He straightened his back and stared ahead, with no more

dare he peep

get up, wriggling her body over his. He seemed to devour her. He lifted a

be wronged and complaining. Kennedy relented by her reaction. He looked away with a tranquil voice, “Behave yourself or I will throw

widened. She closed her eyes and poured into his arms, with

a sigh in relief, and loosened his grip. Charlotte encircled his waist right away and settled

was stiffened, and cold sweats fell from

after hugging

she was breathing evenly, Kennedy gazed down at the

different

her could be gentle

dependent, like a spoiled and whiny child. When she was sober, she restrained herself and swallowed her angers. When she was really

“Mom...”

of the pink

the time Nathan opened the

servants noticed what happened, the surprise made their eyes

about? Miss Charlotte grandly leaned against Mr. Kennedy. He didn’t push her away either. Kennedy used to declare that there was no chemistry between Charlotte and

But now?

There was a rumor that a maid was dismissed for being offensive to

when they

“Kenny.”