Second Marriage novel Chapter 259

Charlotte had a sound sleep. When she woke up, the room was filled with sunshine. Subconsciously she touched the mobile phone but there was nothing.

She was stunned, and then realized that she was lying in bed of Kennedy.

Five seconds later, Charlotte sat up. She was sleeping on her own bed last night, why did she wake up in his bed?

Charlotte looked towards the floor, only to find that her bed had been taken away.

Oh, damn it!

He asked the servant to take her things away again.

How many times would he have to play this trick?

Charlotte got up and lifted the quilt angrily, and then saw the phone on the bedside table. She picked up to see the time and found that it was almost noon.

She did have a sound sleep.

Charlotte tapped her head and got up to wash her face.

Since she went to bed without taking a bath yesterday, Charlotte felt uncomfortable all over now, so she simply took a bath.

When she took off, she found that her clothes were stained with ointment. Charlotte was confused about it.

She didn't put on any ointment all day yesterday. How could she get it on her clothes?

Charlotte held her clothes in her hands in a daze, suddenly she remembered the warm feeling she felt last night as if there were a pair of hands pressing her back.

It was the same way she had felt before when he applied medicine on her...

The warmth between the fingers, the cold ointment......

However, Charlotte thought she was dreaming last night, and because she couldn't wake up, she didn't mind it.

Was it Kennedy?

She shook her head, wearing a wry smile, “How is it possible? He loathes you, how could he apply medicine on you in the middle of the night?”

She thought she was overthinking.

Charlotte threw her clothes on a nearby shelf and turned on the shower to take a bath.

When she came out of the bath, there was a maid knocking at the door. Charlotte had to open the door and was almost frightened by the scene outside the door.

The maids wheeled the clothes into the room and hung them up one by one into her wardrobe.

“What are you doing?”

“Mrs. Moore, this is Mr. Kennedy’s command. They are for you.”

When the clothes were delivered, there was a large collection of jewelry, followed by numerous cosmetic and other things, two large closets and dressers.

The maid looked at her respectfully, “Mr. Kennedy said he will meet your requirement.”

With that, the maid thought Mr. Kennedy was good to Mrs. Moore.

Charlotte, “......”

He had lived alone before, so his room had been monotonous. Now with her belongings, it looked full.

Looking to these things in front of her, Charlotte's heart was not warm at all.

Her heart had hit the bottom. How could this warm her?

On the contrary, for her, material compensation was humiliation.

Unexpectedly, Charlotte curled her lips and sneered, “What does he mean by this? Buy me off with this? Tell him, I will not change my mind.”

“What?” The maid paused and looked at her in surprise.

Charlotte took a look at her and found her stunned. She obviously knew nothing.

“Mrs. Moore, what you said...”

“I said nothing. Thank you, but I don’t need anything, you can go.”

The servant nodded, “Ok, Mrs. Moore, tell me if you need anything.”

“Ok, thanks.”

After she left, Charlotte sat down at the edge of the bed, looking at the new clothes. It was a dazzling display.

Unfortunately, she was not interested in them.

Perhaps Kennedy felt women needed such things and he just need to buy them for her.

But even if she was poor, she did not want to share a man with other woman.

As Kennedy signed the contract, Nathan told him that the clothes had arrived. Kennedy froze and then asked, “Will she like that?”

“No only that.” Nathan sighed, “If you want to win her heard, a gift is very important, but it is not the most important, the most important... is you.”

Hearing that, Kennedy wrinkled eyebrow, “Me?”

Nathan nodded and said, “You should let her have a sense of security, say some gentle and pleasant words, so that she knows that you like her.”

“Wait a minute.” Kennedy wrinkled eyebrow and interrupted his words. He sneered, “Who says I like her?”

Nathan, “...Don’t you like her?”

Kennedy, “...”

Nathan, “Then why you try to please her?”

Kennedy frowned and did not answer. He looked coldly at Nathan, as if the next second he would kill him.

“Ok,ok, you don’t like her. You just don’t want her to like others.”

Mr. Kennedy was an arrogant man, so he had to say so.

“Anyway, just do as what I said!”

Kennedy suddenly thought of something and he stared at Nathan for a while, “Do you have a girlfriend?”

Nathan had been single for many years. He blushed to hear that, “No.”

“Never had one?”

Nathan nodded, “Yes, Mr. Kennedy. What does it have to do with me?”

Kennedy sneered, “You have no girlfriend, and you still dare teach me how to get close to a woman?”

“Mr. Kennedy, I have no girlfriend not because I failed, I just don't have time!” Nathan gnashing teeth wanted to defend for himself. He was single because he was an assistant of Kennedy. He even served him in the middle of the night and even for a whole day!

How could he have a relationship if he devoted himself to his work?

“Really?” Kennedy doubtfully glanced at him.

Nathan felt his dignity hurt. He was angry gnashing his teeth, “Since you think my method is not reliable, ask someone else!”

Then he turned around and walked away directly. Kenned did not stop him but thought what he had said.

Be gentle, so that she knew he liked her?

How gentle should he be?

Damn it!

Fuck!

Kennedy scolded in a low voice. He was irritable and threw all the things on the desk down.