Second Marriage

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

any sign of it opening at any

wasn’t

task? Why did she need to use more than ten minutes

ten minutes went by silently, and there was still no

How could she take away his cup of coffee and disappear without a trace?

on the table, Kennedy furiously replaced his documents on the desk. He was about to check on her, but at the same time, he heard sounds of footsteps coming from the

carrying a cup of coffee into

have wasted twenty minutes of my time.”

it was like a huge impact crashing

timidly, “But you didn’t mention any time limit just

words catch in his throat. His fury suddenly caused him

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

aroma of the coffee

imperceptible shift occurred on his face. His

wouldn’t be able to compare with the one you made, but I promise you that I’ve tried my best.” Charlotte volunteered the coffee to him

could, but when he saw her

looked like a pet who was abandoned

Kennedy reached out and

a sip and a dangerous gaze appeared in his

reflexively took a step back

her unhappily, “Are you scared of

could only

had been

another sip before finally returning the cup to her. Charlotte took it carefully and eyed him

somewhere else,

an inexplicable 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…

and it was evident she was living her life here with fear all the time. However, a smile broke out

if something unnoticeable was slowly infiltrating the deepest corner of Kennedy’s heart.

tie hanging down from his neck and snorted, “Who told you that you can stay here? What are you

topic up out of nowhere, and

So it seems that

him defiantly, “How can you be so

learns that his mother is actually a scheming and calculative person, not to mention someone who likes

blades of knife slashing at Charlotte’s heart. Her face was drained of