Second Marriage

Chapter 93 The Unequal Deal

"I should ask you that question. After arranging a wife to you, you frequently appeared in the front of

her. My I know your intention?"

"Manfred came across me by chance."

"Is that so? Was it unintentional or was it a prior appointment?" Speaking of this, Kennedy gave

Charlotte a glance.

Charlotte clenched her fist tightly, then fearlessly met Kennedy's eyes.

Everyone thought she would explain, but she said, "Whatever you think. Anyway, you are self-

righteous, you won’t listen to others, there's no need for me to explain."

"Charlotte!" Manfred frowned slightly, not understanding why Charlotte still didn't give in at this time and

had to fight with Kennedy.

"This is none of your business." Charlotte pushed Manfred away, with her petite body blocking the

front, "Don't you think I am a slut? Never mind, what you see is true. I am that kind of person, and it

was me who asked Manfred to come over."

Kennedy’s eyes abruptly became cold and he stared at her.

"Do you know what you are saying?"

Charlotte was really fed up with Kennedy. Every word he said was like a needle sticking in her heart.

She really couldn't control her emotions anymore.

"Charlotte, have you forgotten what I just told you? You……”

"Manfred, this is something between Kennedy and I. Can you go back first?"

"Charlotte."

Charlotte's eyes looked at him firmly, insisting that he must leave.

Manfred said nothing but nodded, and then he looked to Kennedy and made the last sentence to

explain, “Kennedy, you should control your temper. There is nothing between Charlotte and I.. We met

unintentionally tonight. That is it."

After Manfred left, Nathan instantly felt that he was redundant. He pointed to the tip of his nose, "So I

leave too?”

No one paid attention to him, Nathan sarcastically touched his head and then left.

In the garden, only Kennedy and Charlotte were left.

Charlotte and Kennedy looked at each other. Because of the change of atmosphere, the moonlight no

longer was soft, looking cold.

Then Kennedy said, “Come here.”

Charlotte stood still in the same place, lowering her eyes, "I want to talk to you."

Hearing the words, Kennedy smiled coldly, “Say it."

Charlotte looked at the ground, "At the beginning we made a deal, I stayed in the Moore family only to

let the Moore family temporarily become my shelter, and with my presence you can no longer be forced

to marry by your grandfather. Originally, our cooperation was reciprocal, wasn't it?"

"Who told you it was reciprocal?" Kennedy's cold tone caused Charlotte to abruptly raise her head and

look at him with wrongly eyes, "No?"

He slowly rolled his wheelchair towards Charlotte. Because his movements were slow, Charlotte did

not notice it. He said coldly while advancing, “I don’t care who my grandpa arrange to me, but if the

marriage is entangled in a conspiracy or designed by someone with bad intention, I can’t accept it.

Charlotte, even if it's a trade marriage, the person I married in this marriage should be your sister

Christina."

Charlotte's fingertips shivered.

"Charlotte, you are a substitute wife with a child in your belly, and you begged me to let you stay."

Charlotte: ……

Kennedy, “Now, do you still say that this trade marriage is reciprocal?"

Charlotte bit her lower lip, and there was a hint of blood under her eyes, “Okay, even if I begged you to

let me stay, but we have just trading marriages, haven’t we? Why do you have to trample my dignity on

the bottom of your feet? Why?"

Kennedy smiled lightly, “It's fun."

Hearing that, Charlotte stared incredulously, "Fun?"

The reason for stepping on other people's dignity was purely for fun?

His tone was as cold as ice, “Do you think being my wife is that easy? Charlotte, this is the price for

your Wilson family to deceive me!"

The price?

Charlotte stood under the tree with a pale face. The moonlight set her face paler, and she had her hair

scattered, so she was like a female ghost.

So, that was the reason. Charlotte suddenly understood why he treated her badly.

"So, in your eyes, I am the one who has the intention to use this marriage and marry into the Moore

family by any means, right?"

Kennedy raised his eyebrows, "Aren't you?"

What could Charlotte say? She could lower her eyes.

In this marriage, she was also a victim.

But he wouldn't understand, Charlotte smiled mockingly, “Yes, I am." This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - ©.

Kennedy’s brow wrinkled. What's wrong with her? Suddenly, she stopped arguing.

"That is what you want to talk to me?"

Charlotte raised her head again, her eyes had regained their calmness, and she looked at him with a

light gaze.

"Yes, that is it. I'm going back."

After saying that, Charlotte turned around and prepared to leave. Kennedy's eyebrows knitted deeply

and he said through clenched teeth, "Come back."

Charlotte's steps stopped and she smiled, “What are your orders, Mr. Kennedy?"

From now on, she would remember her identity clearly. Whatever he said, she would treat it as a deal

and would not think otherwise.

She was indeed too pretentious today.

Kennedy was right. It was not an unequal deal, and using means paid.

And she was the one who must suffer.

"What did you call me?"

Charlotte stood still for a while and suddenly turned around. Her face was cold in the moonlight, and

her smile had no temperature.

"Mr. Kennedy, what are your orders?"

Damn it!

Suddenly this change made Kennedy uncomfortable. And her eyes were so calm that he felt as if

something was gradually vanishing.

Such a feeling irritated him!!!

"Who allowed you to call me that?"

Charlotte smiled lightly, “Didn't you say so I should call you like everyone else."

Kennedy, “That is for the company. If you call me that, do you want the old man know about it?"

"Oh, then what should I address you? Please say it, I'll just change it."

Very unexpectedly, Charlotte became extraordinarily well-behaved and meek, as if she was a very

good subordinate.