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

Nathan’s words were like a punch in her gut. Charlotte could only lower her gaze dejectedly.

“I know that…”

Nathan only realized that his tone was too grave when he saw Charlotte’s shift in her mood, “I know that my words are ugly, but you should understand what I’m to say, Ms. Wilson. Anyway, you were to never bring this up ever again, otherwise nothing I can do will save you from your troubles.”

After finishing his sentence, Nathan turned around and left.

If Charlotte was someone who was sensible, she would choose not to mention this again.

Charlotte continued to stand motionless in that corner for five minutes more before knocking on the door.

“Come in.” Kenney’s voice was seeping with coldness and indifference, and there was still a hint of anger mixed within.

Kennedy was not seated like how he was usually behind his desk, but rather he was taking in the city views outside the French window. With the coldness in his voice at the back of her mind, Charlotte inched forward silently.

There was a depressing silence hanging over the room. When Kennedy sensed that the visitor had no intention to initiate a conversation, he spun around his wheelchair with a frown on his face.

What came into his view was Charlotte’s pale and sickly face.

Kennedy asked with a frown on his face, “What are you doing here?”

Charlotte raised her head and met his deep eyes, “I’m, I’m your assistant after all.”

Did he completely forget about what had happened previously?

Upon hearing that, Kennedy couldn’t help lifting the corner of his lips and let out a cold laugh, “Do you think that I have any use for an assistant who don’t even know how to make coffee?”

Charlotte bit her lips while clenching her fists.

“I will try my best next time. I wonder what suits your taste buds? Can you tell me?”

“Even if I tell you, do you think you can make one that is exactly to my liking?”

Charlotte nodded.

Kennedy formed an ironic smile on his face, “You really think you are capable of doing that?”

Nevertheless, he still wanted to give her a chance. He placed the cup of coffee in his hands onto his desk and said, “I’ll only give you one chance. Make one that exactly tastes like this one.”

Charlotte stared at that cup of coffee momentarily before picking it up and turning around to leave the room.

and took one of the documents on the desk to study it.

sign of it opening at any

wasn’t coming

this daunting task? Why did she need to use more than ten minutes to make a

went by silently, and there was still no

was actually doing. Was she challenging his patience? How could she take away his cup of coffee and disappear without

about to check on her, but at the same time, he heard sounds

a cup of coffee into the room. She was obviously trying to dodge Kennedy’s piercing

wasted twenty minutes of my time.”

voice sounded, and it was like a

replied timidly, “But you didn’t mention

felt his words catch in his throat. His fury suddenly caused him to blurt out

was no match for him in a shouting match. She swiftly put

the coffee

whiff of that aroma and an imperceptible shift occurred on his

compare with the one you made, but I promise you that I’ve tried my best.” Charlotte volunteered the coffee to him seeing that

to end this farce as quickly as he could, but when he saw her pitiful expression and

who

out and hold the cup

sip and a dangerous gaze appeared in his

his temperament, so she reflexively took a step back and stared at him with fear in

his eyebrows and looked at her unhappily, “Are you scared of me splashing this coffee all over

only nibble her

if her thoughts had been seen through in

yet another sip before finally returning the cup to her.

gaze at a point in space somewhere else, and he replied coldly,

joy rushed up inside Charlotte. A subdued smile appeared on her face, “Are you serious? Does that mean that I can

Her voice was lively…

arrived at the Moore family house. She always had this frightened look on her face and it was evident she was living her life here with fear all the time. However, a smile broke out on her face, and it made her pretty face light

deepest corner of

told you that you can stay here? What are you going to do with

out of nowhere, and Charlotte instantly paled as she gripped her fists

seems that you’re

“How can you

with hostility, “He is innocent, but are you innocent too? If that child learns that his mother is actually a scheming and calculative person, not to mention someone who likes keeping up appearances, he would regret being born into this

at Charlotte’s heart.