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

Chapter 232 Come Home, I'll Cook

Divorce her? Hearing this word, Kennedy immediately frowned. He did want to divorce with her before,

but after this period of time to get along, he found that this woman seemed to be different from what he

thought, perhaps......

“I know you care more or less about the child, but her condition doesn't allow her to abort the child, so

you have to learn to accept that.”

Hearing that, Kennedy took a look at his aunt, “So you mean, I should obey the arrangement of the

family and live with her for a life? And I should accept that fact that she cuckolded me?”

Annie’s facial expression changed greatly. She said, “What do you mean by cuckold? It's not like she

got pregnant after marrying you. She just met a man who was not very nice to her. If you like her, you

should take care of her. I think she have clear eyes and is nice. The point is that you are now in a

wheelchair, she does not dislike you but protect you. This kind of girl is very rare.”

Kennedy heard some special words. He narrowed his eyes and stared at his aunt, “Who said I like

her?”

Annie said that casually, but he took it serious. She burst into laughter, “Did you only hear that in the

whole paragraph? Kennedy, I do not know if you like her or not, but you must care about her. Or you

would not ask Nathan to bring me to help her in the middle of the night? Are you doing charity?” Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.

She spoke in straight words, which made Kennedy’s face changed.

“You don’t know why you did that?” Annie continued.

Seeing that Kennedy’s face changed, Annie complacently curled her lips, then put a few bottles of

medicine on the table, “She can't touch water these days, clean and disinfect the wound every day. You

know what to do.”

Hearing that, Kennedy pursed his lips, “I will bring her over every day.”

“I am very busy, if it is nothing important, don't always come to me. You can deal with minor injury. Just

change the medicine. Or you let her wound continue to hurt, or get inflammation.”

With that, Annie turned around, went to open the drawer. The nurse knocked on the door to remind her,

“Doctor Porter, there is an operation in half an hour, it is time to start preparing now.”

“Okay, I'll be right with you.” Annie nodded. After the nurse felt, Annie looked at Kennedy, “Did you hear

that? I'm going to have an operation. She's resting in there. When she wakes up, you can take her

home.”

Annie packed up things and left, leaving Kennedy alone in the office. He stared at those bottles of

medicine, finally he took them in hands.

It was quiet inside. Charlotte must have been sleeping.

In fact, Charlotte did not sleep. After Annie went out, she got out of bed and wanted to go out, but when

she went to the door, she heard the dialogue between the two people, so she did not say a word but

listen to them.

Now she did not dare to go out, and could only go back to bed and lie down with her eyes closed.

But her body was too painful and sticky with medicine on. It was uncomfortable, so Charlotte's

eyebrows were wrinkled.

She didn't know how long it took, but suddenly there was a sound outside. It was the sound of wheels

rolling. Although the sound was very soft, it was so quiet that Charlotte heard it clearly.

Realizing that Kennedy might have come in, Charlotte thought of the conversation she had with Annie

before, her eyelashes fluttered slightly, and then she turned over without any trace, with her back to the

outside.

Otherwise, she might give herself away if she slept on her back when Kennedy came it.

The door was pushed open, and Kennedy came in.

He rolled his wheel gently to the bed and looked at Charlotte lying on bed. Bruises were on her arms

and neck.

There was a glint of malice in his dark eyes as he saw the bruises.

He would not let go easily those who hurt her!

Charlotte lying felt inexplicably a malicious chill to come over. Her shoulder could not help shaking.

What was going on?

Did he find out that she was pretending to be asleep?

Thinking of this, Charlotte’s eyelashes trembled. As she wanted to move, she felt Kennedy’s breath. He

stood behind her and pulled her corner of clothes.

Charlotte subconsciously wanted to shiver, but she endured it.

What was he doing?

Charlotte did not know that Kennedy was staring at her injury on back. His eyes became darker and

darker.

Kennedy stared at her for a while, but for Charlotte who was pretending to be asleep, every minute was

suffering. With her skin exposed in the air, she wanted to move and dare not move, for fear of Kennedy

found her pretending to be asleep. It would be embarrassing.

She could only endure it. And when Kennedy put down her clothes, she took a sigh of relief and felt at

ease.

Moments later, Kennedy went out, Charlotte slowly turned her body and was thoughtfully, looking at the

place where Kennedy stood.

Later as she was lying, she fell asleep, and so she woke up the sky had been dark. Charlotte sat up

and felt less painful. Annie's medical skills and the effect of the medicine were good.

However...

Where was she? It was quiet in the office. Annie should be in the operation, but where was Kennedy?

Thinking of this, Charlotte quickly got up, but found that there was something falling off. She looked

down and found that it was Kennedy's suit jacket.

Charlotte picked up the suit. Kennedy’s suit was on her. So he came when she was asleep?

Thinking of this, Charlotte felt bitter.

She got up with the suit and went outside, only to find that Annie had already been back.

“You're awake.” Annie looked back at her and smiled, “Kennedy has something to deal with and went

out with Nathan. Do you want to have dinner with me tonight?”

Hearing that, Charlotte paused and then subconsciously nodded.

“Yes, but...where is he?”

Seeing that she was carrying Kennedy’s suit, Annie curled her lips, “Since you want to know, why don’t

you call him?”

Call him?

Charlotte pressed her lips. “Aunt, where shall we eat?”

“Come back to my home. I'll cook.”