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

His words surprised Charlotte. She stared at him for a long time. Kennedy rolled the wheelchair forward by himself. Charlotte did not dare to resist again for fear that he would really kiss her in front of all the people.

She was forced to get into the car. She dared not raise her head but buried her head into the arms of Kennedy. She did not push him away till they were in the car.

“Why did you do that?”

Charlotte said in the seat and stared at Kennedy with discontent.

“Didn’t you tell me that I just am you subordinate in the company? What are you doing?”

He lifted her up on his lap, took her to the car, and said he wanted to commute with her every day.

"Don't you know what I'm doing?” Kennedy asked a rhetorical question.

Charlotte was so frightened by his burning eyes that she had to avoid his sight and her voice became small.

"How do I know what you're doing?”

"Ok." Kennedy pinched her chin, forcing her to look into his eyes. Charlotte struggled hard to avoid it, but she failed, and the strength was too big. Her face changed because of pain.

"Kennedy, let go!"

"I'll tell you what I'm going to do?" Kennedy’s eyes were like fire burning in her face, "I want to tell everyone, you are my woman, anyone is not allowed to think of you, including Manfred. If he dares to transfer you, or goes close to you, he is trying to steal my woman."

of this, there seemed to be hatred in his eyes, “He is like that woman. He thinks other’s things are good and would steal it by any

“Understand?”

Charlotte understood. She pushed Kennedy’s hand with force and said angrily, “Why do you brothers get me involved.

wrist and did not let go. Charlotte felt in pain and gave up struggling. They were

later, he leaned over her. Charlotte was scared and when she was to push him away, she found Kennedy leaned his head on

are you doing?” Charlotte was confused

tired. His had dark circles under his eyes. This woman flirted with

stunned. When she understood what happened, Kennedy used all his strength on her body. She felt heavy and fell her back

push him. but Kennedy held her hands and said in a hoarse voice, “You better be good.

that, Charlotte thought of

“Nonsense, last night…”

you deny it?” Kennedy’s tone was

but she said nothing after

anything to her at the critical moment but

she should say anything. Let him lean on

this, Charlotte became quiet. She looked at the retreating buildings and trees through the window and recalled some pictures. Last night, Kennedy gave up to get her and did not touch

wanted to know the answer, so

“Kennedy, you…”

She had to stop and

Charlotte

had been in the Moore family and lying the Kennedy’s bed. After turning, she could